I heard thunder this afternoon which reminded me that it has been some time since I last heard of one. I am not a fan though. It`s frightening. I can stand the rain but not the thunder. I don`t know if it`s just coincidence but my whole being is under a great thunderstorm. 

Thunder. It`s loud. It`s scary. But as scary as it may sound I think it`s not that scary anymore compared when I was younger. Maybe because I have my own inside. Or maybe because I am thunder in a human form.

As I am writing this, there`s no more thunder. With that being said, I hope I could get through my thunderstorm too. I don`t have a strong gear with me right now but maybe safe to say I am hanging to my prayers. I hope my prayers and tears would reach the Almighty. I hope my sincerity would touch hearts. I hope I could change for the better. I hope the pain would soon fade. I hope memories would bring smiles rather than tears. 

This too shall pass.

In Sha Allah.