For you, who grows too

Written by: Nadrah Mustafa

You hide your flaws too well, just like anybody would.
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You fear the world will discover your inner most thoughts and feelings, and accuse you of being a fraud.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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You wither away, feeling your worth slowly decline as well as your confidence. All these, while trying to compose yourself as you present yourself – presentable.
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You smile. You nod. You sheepishly fade into the background.
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Have heart, my dear.
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Have you seen the flowers bloom? Even the seemingly insignificant tiny flower blooms, colouring the garden so well. Its presence is felt.
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فَتَقَبَّلَهَا رَبُّهَا بِقَبُولٍ حَسَنٍ وَأَنْبَتَهَا نَبَاتًا حَسَنًا
Fataqabbalahā rabbuhā biqabūlin hasanin wa-ambatahā nabātan hasanā
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So her Lord accepted her with a gracious acceptance, and made her grow in a worthy fashion (Sūrat Āli Imrān, No. 3, Āyat 37)
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We grow. We bloom.
You grow.
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You bloom.