Danielle

Today a good friend of mine brought tears to my eyes (in a good way).

I’ve known him for about 4 years now and I must say he may not have been the closest of my friend, whom I shared a lot with, but he was one of those friends I loved and respected just because.

Today, he went out of his way to come to my rescue. He really didn’t have to but he did. He didn’t even think twice about it. I don’t know what I do to deserve such good friends but I am so grateful that I have an opportunity of their friendship in my life.

He’s a very simple guy, but he’s got a heart of an angel. One of the most selfless people I have met, really. I think in today's competitive world of individualistic nature, finding good people seems a feat but here is one that is unreasonably selfless.

Let me tell you that this friend of mine is a Malay guy and I am so blessed to have him as a friend. Thank you for making so much of a difference and for being my friend, Raja Zyroul Hisyam.

Danielle

Sometimes, I find myself doing things I don't want to do, saying things I don't normally say.
Sometimes, I find myself being someone else than who I really want to be deep inside.

Very often I fear to do or say the things I really want to because I fear that I may be sidelined as being (too) different. As hard as it is for me to admit, I’ve so often wished to be just like everybody else. I wanted to be normal, ordinary, typical. I feared that if I allowed myself to explore the things that interest me, that if I went after my heart’s desire, I may become too different from the rest around me, and hence I would lose the sense of belonging I have, the friends who can relate to me. That when those close to me can no longer relate to me, I would no longer have the kind of friendship I have with them. So, I hold myself back from really growing.

Although I try very hard at the conscious level to not make decisions just t
o please others, win the favour of others or to impress others, I must say subconsciously my fear of image (what would others think) manifests itself in many forms. I have been made aware of the many small decisions I make because of my fear of image that I felt disheartened, troubled and disturbed by the directions in which I am heading.

So, I sat down and shared my struggled with one of the priest I know and he told something that was rather obvious and yet something I seem to have missed.


He said my actions reflected more of my low self esteem than it does of my fear of being different or disliked. He felt that my low sense of worth may have been driving me to do things to obtain the favour of others. That I view myself as someone unworthy of love, unworthy of many good things and so, I respond by taking actions in order to not lose the little favour that I have from those I love.




I sought and worked towards holiness and a closer relationship with God because I believed that maybe then I would be worthy. I viewed myself to be empty and worthless unless Christ is present within me and so I work hard to get there. What I completely overlooked is that my worthiness does not come from my actions nor my relationship with God. That my worthiness for the good things in life came from a simple fact that God created me, and not only that, He created me in His image and that He loves me. What else do I need to remind myself of the worthiness I have been created with? I am made worthy by His love and grace and not by my actions or disposition.

My biggest struggle is in receiving and it is not because I am independent or feel strong on my own. It is because I feel unworthy to receive, especially from God that I am selective about what I receive. I hold myself back from receiving love, because I do not feel worthy of it, because I feel there is something inherently wrong and bad about me, that I do not feel I am worthy of your time or investment.

So, today I learned that the one thing I need to do more in my life is not really to give love, but to learn to receive it first by seeing that I am worthy of love and the good things in life because I am a creation of God and that’s all it takes.

Dear Lord, teach this heart to receive, and to view myself in the light with which You view me.

Danielle
I have always loved dances... Have always felt that dancing is a beautiful form of self expression...
The following video is from a children's dance competition in India... I love the interpretation of the song by the choreographer and the beautiful performance by the child...





Lyrics and translation

jaane tu mera kya hai…
(I don’t know how much you mean to me…)
jaane tu mera kya tha…
(I don’t know how much you meant so far…)
tu hi mera har pal…
(you were in my each moment…)
tu hi har lamha tha…
(you were in my each memory…)

jaane kaisi kashish hai…
(I don’t know what kinda wish is this…)
jaane kaisi khalish hai…
(I don’t know what irks me these days…)
kyun ye saansein thami hain…
(why these breaths have ceased nowadays…)
aankhon
mein kyun nami hai…
(and why these eyes remain moist …)

hai ye dosti humko yaheen tha…
(I was sure that this was friendship…)
dosti aur kuch bhi nahi tha…
(friendship, and nothing more than that…)
hai ye kaisa dard nayaa sa…
(what kind of new pain is this now?…)
kyun dil lagta toota toota,
(why the heart seems so shattered these days…)

jaana, dil jaana, kaise maine na jaana…
(love, my love, I can’t know why I never knew…)
ke pyaar yahi hai…
(that this was love indeed…)
ye jaane tu, ya jaane na…
(whether you knew it or not…)

jaana, dil jaana, kaise
tune na jaana…
(love, my love, hoe come you never knew it…)
ye pyaar hi hai…
(that this indeed was love…)
haan jaane tu, ya jaane .. na…
(whether you knew it or didn’t…)

jaane tu mera kya hai…
jaane tu mera kya tha…
tu hi mera har pal…
tu hi har lamha tha…

ho….
hoti thi tujhse subha har
din ki…
(each day’s morning used to start with you…)
teri dopahar se shaam ki dhun thi…
(you were the tunes from the noons to the evenings…)
hoti thi raatein teri baahon mein khoye…
(and the nights were spent lying in your arms…)
tere khayaalon mein hi jaage aur soye…
(you were in my thoughts, whether in slee or while awake…)

tu jo nahi to kya, rahaa…
(now that you aren’t there, nothing remains…)

umm mm… hmm mm…

jaane tu mera kya hai…
jaane tu mera kya tha…
tu hi mera har pal…
tu hi har lamha tha…

jaane kaisi kashish hai…
jaane kaisi khalish hai…
kyun ye saansein thami hain…
aankhon mein kyun nami hai…

jaana, dil jaana, kaise maine na jaana…
ke pyaar yahi hai…
ye jaane tu, ya jaane na…

jaana, dil jaana, kaise tune na jaana…
ye pyaar hi hai…
haan jaane tu, ya jaane .. na…
haan jaane tu, ya jaane .. na