I feel like shit.

That's all I have to say.

I have a sore throat, my back is aching, today is freaking hot.

And tomorrow is your maulid.

I make sure there is tissue paper around me.

Oh Allah, release her from your hold and let her attend my maulid. Give her a place in paradise and place her amongst the people of patience..

And mother theresa's quote is damn true.

"Real love is always painful and hurts; then it is real and pure."