Rabia J. Baig


Rabia J. Baig



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25 years old. Wife. Photographer. Lover. Optimistic realist.

"I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door - or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present."
-Rabindranath Tagore









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Happy the one who has become like us;
Who has become all surrender and contenment;
Who has become the pledge of love and madness;
Who has become a jewel in the sea of purity.
Rumi

12:33 am, by rjbaig

Look well to this day, for it is life, the very life of life.  In it lies all the realities and verities of existence: the bliss of growth, the glory of action, splendor of beauty.  For yesterday is but a dream, and tomorrow only a vision.  But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope.  Look well, therefore, to this day, for it and it alone is life!  Such is the salutation of the dawn.

- Sanskrit Proverb  

I love staying up till the crack of dawn; I get to hear birds chirp at dawn and I get to watch the sun rise.  :)  

I heard thunder a few minutes ago; a thunderstorm would be amazing right about now.  :)

04:52 am, by rjbaig2 notes

Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage which we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose-garden. My words echo thus, in your mind. But to what purpose?
T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton” (Part I)

08:55 pm, by rjbaig1 note

“Hope”

“Hope”

Hope is the thing with feathers 
That perches in the soul, 
And sings the tune—without the words, 
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard; 
And sore must be the storm 
That could abash the little bird 
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land, 
And on the strangest sea; 
Yet, never, in extremity, 
It asked a crumb of me.

- Emily Dickinson

12:57 am, by rjbaig

When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.
Mitch Albom (For One More Day) (via justbesplendid) (via quote-book) (via eucalyptogreen)