Brickbybrick Stories

A girl builds her walls when she's lost all hope only to have him break them down again.

I kept breaking these walls for us to be together but then you decided to stop midway...

A guide for purifying a Muslim's soul in thirty days. I'm not promising this will be easy but as long as you're determined to clean your soul and repent, Inshallah this will be helpful. It's important to remember that it's a process, and it will take time and effort to achieve a pure soul. Dedicate yourself to it and have faith that Allah will guide you. Have patience and strive to stay consistent in your spiritual journey.

The Universe and life's creations are one. Whatever we think, feel, do and even say affects our lives and the lives of others. Our thoughts, good or bad, dictates how our day will flow and how those currents will transfer others.

"Stuck Between The Chords" is a random story I thought of on a random Thursday evening, overthinking about the things I've done in my life and what I haven't all because I had an upcoming exam and I'm stressed asl LOL. This story is based on the so-familiar feeling of wanting to say something to someone but cannot simply because you couldn't-- various circumstances are implemented. The haunting feeling of the unspoken, melancholic words that are stuck between your vocal cords, like a lump in your throat, unable to utter a word. This story is inspired by a website called "The Unsent Project" where you can anonymously post messages you wish you had told them. Feelings that were yet to be delivered. Unsent texts. I've included the story of most of the people that I personally knew, asking them "What was one thing that you wish you had told someone, but were never able to?" The answers definitely made me feel like there's a lump in my throat. It pains me to see and listen to some of these people. I was definitely sad, but some of these made me feel relieved, too. When you read a book, you're experiencing the tons of emotions and spiraling that a character goes through. Even if you may, or may not shed a tear reading some of these, I do hope to the deepest of my heart, that you'd be able to experience at least an ounce of what these people felt, as you turn the pages across their lives.