There is no harm in dreaming. It’s actually a beautiful subconscious thought which are instigated by things we need to complete in our life. Things which we think of as the ideal lifestyle. I have always known that there is no way that I will spend the rest of my life in
England. I’m a nomad by nature and living in an entirely industrialised city which is polluted with hefty air and grumpy faces is not what I aspire to. I need to live in a country, city or town which is rich with culture, soulful people and beautiful scenery.
Africa it’s for sure, perhaps my beloved country. But till it rest in peace I shall look for a nearby second home, similar in characteristics and spirit.
I want to wake up every morning to the dew on my window and be able to wipe it with my bare hand and have the first glimpse of the sunrise sight. See the dust mount the horizon at distant while my lung get filled with the whiff of the freshly baked bread I make and the authentic coffee. I want to have a massive cottage house which is generous with rooms for me and my family and guests. In my house the furniture will be kept bright and minimal. The large French windows will be draped with sight pleasing curtains that allows the shy sunrays to summon the house with happiness and mirth.
Each room will have a character of its own. One of those rooms will be the family study room. Mini library if you wish to call it. It will feel old in age with its oak shelves and brown leather arm chairs. Catalogues of old books will fill the shelves like a set of dominos. Each book will be there to feed the soul and mind of my family.
Out on the soil I will force myself to be a keen gardener at least for the sake of my flowers which I plan to invest some time in so that I have flowers which will beautify my kitchen table and every corner of my house. On the other side I will plant organic vegetables of all sorts. I won’t feed my household other than what my sweat and long days under the sun yields.
Time for all those who are around me, family, neighbours and my community. Once a week I will tutor the less fortunate neighbour’s children and volunteer at the local school and hospital and be of any assistance they might require.
Every weekend is neighbours, friends and relative gathering in my garden. Where we will fill the silence with laughter and the delicious smell of the sizzling BBQ. The children will run with bare foot around and amuse us with their giggles untill the sunsets.
Installing the sense of taking and giving back to the community in my family is paramount to me. After all what are we but a replica of one gene, which needs and feels the same.
I want to do so many things inshallah. For example, learning how to sew/knit and teaching the local women so they can make a living out of it. Open an orphanage or a charity and dedicate my spare time for the less fortunate. I want to enforce women right and educate the upcoming generation. I want to install courage, freedom, love and peace in others so that I can draw from it too and together grow stronger.
When it comes to this kind of moments, I only realise how tough it’s to achieve your dreams, regardless to how realistic it is. What I know is that one day I will be blessed with a beautiful family and beautiful surrounding. When and where, only god knows and for now I will keep dreaming and working towards it.
