The Language of Memories

Safana Abdullah

Description

The Language of Memories is a collection of the letters of a young girl, who possesses deep thoughts and experiences despite her young age. A girl who abandoned her happy homeland according to history books, due to the unhappiness in the reality of war. Each word in this book does not only carry letters, but rather the pains and memories of the past, while tightly holding onto the hope that tomorrow will be better.
The author navigates the narration of her deepest memories in Yemen, her studies, her games, and her passions. She confronts that with the pain of immigration, separation is a consequence she unwillingly had to face.
The book leaves your feelings scattered, in between the lines, the reader will gain a profound understanding of what homeland means to those who have left it with no choice. The messages of the letters will need readers to prepare oneself for diligence and attentiveness, as the stories leave an imprint.
Those who have not read the previous language of Safana will experience kindness, depth, nostalgia, and achievement through the books.

Sujets

• Memorias (Katsuhiro Otomo)
• Stories
• Language
• Memories
• Langage
• Short Stories
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: Xlibris US
• Date de parution: 15 mars 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 1
• EAN13: 9781669863663
• Langue: English

Extrait

The Language of Memories
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Safana Abdullah
 
Copyright © 2023 by Safana Abdullah.
 
ISBN:
Softcover
978-1-6698-6367-0

eBook
978-1-6698-6366-3
 
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.
 
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 
Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Getty Images are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.
Certain stock imagery © Getty Images.
 
 
 
 
 
Rev. date: 03/14/2023
 
 
 
 
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Contents
Dedication
 
Like Shining Stars
Stuck in the Shelves of Memories
The Language of Eyes
A Heart Cries, a Soul Groans
We Loved Them So Much That We
Poison to His Soul
Yearning I LOVE
They Hurt Us and We Are Still Great
Rose Wobble
What Love Are You Talking About?
The Wisdom of Fate
Feeling Coincidence
Be Kind Enough
A Message for Those We Love
Storms of Memories
Be Yourself
Hiss (1)
Hiss (2)
Hiss (3)
Hiss (4)
Little in the Sea Waves
Names That Were Naughty
I Am Hungry
Incognita
Wellness
Fabulous Stories
We and They
Hiss (5)
Hiss (6)
Hiss (7)
Our Stories Are Told
Hiss (8)
Hiss (9)
Hiss (10)
Sunset Sky
Criticism
Forgiveness
Hope
The Smile
Hiss
Hiss (11)
A Thought
I Got It
Hiss (12)
Scattered Thoughts
The Story of the Sad Homeland
Security and Stability
A Message to
Scattered Thoughts (1)
Scattered Thoughts (2)
Scattered Thoughts (3)
Scattered Thoughts (4)
Scattered Thoughts (5)
Scattered Servers (6)
Scattered Thoughts (7)
Scattered Thoughts (8)
Blind Cheating
I Miss
Moments of Happiness
A Luxury Model
Congratulations to the Future
Fight Your Aches
To You, the Light of My Life
A Stand
A Beauty of Another Kind
For That Beautiful
For Those Beautiful Moments
What a Morning
It Taught Me
An Exception
For the Coincidence of My Days
I Will Get Back to You
Homeland
What Is Longing?
Inflammatory Words
Lost in the Thrill of Dreams
Mixed Feelings
Dedication
To my fa ther:
Who taught me to be strong and told me that everything is going to be fine because he is by my side.
He taught me that obstacles are just chances that have no luck to be in our way, and he told me never to be afraid as long as my weapon and reference are religion and values. To my father who fought the world for my future . . . you are my hero.
To my mother, who taught me to give without expecting anything in return, to have good intention for those around me, and to always follow good intentions.
She fought to make me educated, she struggled to make my dreams come true to see life through my eyes, and to tell me that I am her legend.
To my grandfather and grandmother, who believed in my talents, my abilities, and my dreams, I was truly overwhelmed by their tenderness.
They left life, but I promise you will never leave my soul, I will be what you once were. I have been so overwhelmed with your love to the level I am able to go through life’s obstacles with confidence.
To my grandmother who used to pray for me at night, suffered my suffering, loved to hear my writings, and encouraged me to become a doctor one day as I wanted.
My beloved grandmother, my book has been published, my words are now on paper, and your belief in my talent has become a reality. You are my happiness.
To my sad cou ntry:
There we will and you will be as you are, happy Yemen. You are my strength.
To all those who taught me, thank you from the bottom for all your efforts. Thank you for your giving . . . you are my role model.
Like Shining Stars
As shining stars in the sky are our dreams, we look at them with innocent eyes . . . hoping to reach them.
And like the shining moon, our goals are, they are getting bigger and beautifying before our eyes . . .
We will fulfill the promise, and fulfill what our heart demands of us, what our thoughts command us . . .
They are beautiful moments, those setbacks, if we patiently tried to make them walk slowly, but we just wanted to get rid of them, just to see and live the best part . . .
Haste makes waste.
Why didn’t we live those moments, and get the best out of them?!
Because we were in complete stupidity, we were like blind people floundering in their events, wanting to get rid of them because fear was surrounding all around us of what it would be like if that sweet, beautiful hidden part didn’t come . . . .
 
Today, I feel sorry because I did not live the moments of setbacks, and disappointments in a sporting spirit.
What if I had mixed them with a smile, optimism, and love, it would have been nicer, but I was in a hurry, jogging for that sweet part.
Sometimes, we come to those harsh stations, and we reveal our bright faces with a smile that everyone is ignorant of, but there were beautiful moments in those stations, we needed to stop in time and live through them.
Life is beautiful, giving us lessons beyond our comprehension, making us grow twenty years early in our journey, but it wanted us to be stronger and braver.
 
Everything goes in this life for wisdom, so smile, and keep looking at the sky with its shining stars, how beautiful they are!
How amazing the sea is just by looking at its waves!
Wake up in the morning and live the moment of sunrise with fresh air and gentle breezes . . .
Hear the birdsong deeply, travel to the other world, and be cheerful . . .
Do not worry, everything will pass, life will be better tomorrow, fill your mind with positive beliefs, and control the frenzy of your negative beliefs . . .
Be the one who leads everyone to the meaning of happiness . . .
Be the one who teaches them how to live the imagination . . .
Every day, take a deep breath, do what you love, write, read, get yourself up, find your hobbies, your talents . . .
Find something interesting and start improving it . . .
A lot of situations have been missed, beautiful coincidences, and regretted not living and embracing them, and giving them their due, but today delete the term regret from your dictionary, it is not of a need . . .
Because you will do whatever fills your intuition . . .
Make your vision of life logical, mixed with a broad imagination . . .
Be beautiful, for God loves beauty . . .
 
To you, I have sought, and will not be satis fied...
 
To that sweet dream in my heart, that one day will come true . . .
Which grows in my mind every day . . .
The sweet dream, which made me hold on to life and love it from the bottom of my heart . . .
The little dream, who saw me on the waves of the sea swaying, and came to me with the feather of a dove of peace . . .
A dream that saw a strong wind blowing in it, so it gave me housing . . .
The dream that made fantasy a reality, and from events and fantasies goals and achievements . . .
Which sent me excitement and suspense . . .
To what will be and what will happen tomorrow . . .
To that jovial little dream that sprinkled my life with a flower of optimism . . .
The dream that saw me above the clouds contemplating the sky, gave me a dose of hope, and planted in my heart interest in everything nice and wonderful around me . . .
To the one which made me express my feelings with poems . . .
To my dream that I called my goal . . .
To my amazing future that I wait for, anticipate, and take full of love and optimism that I will reach . . .
To my dream to which I spent the years of my life seeking, striving, and studying to get to it . . .
To my dream that I have defied the obstacles, so that to be mine, I faced the storms and obstacles of time . . .
I made every ignorant person meditate on it, and every philosopher talks about it, I made everyone wonder about it . . .
To that beautiful dream that I chose out of all the choices, I saw it in the distance shining like a star in the sky . . .
I saw him as a moon at night, and a shining sun in the day . . . .
To him who dazzled my eyes with his beauty, and astonished my mind with his brilliance . . .
We will meet one day . . .
To that dream that I meditate, and with my determination I will reach it one day and become (a cardiologist) (......)
Left a void; Write down your dreams, rather your goals, that you will achieve soon . . .
Stuck in the Shelves of Memories
Beautiful memories haunt that beautiful heart . . .
Sublime words improvise in front of that chain of emotions, and in front of those songs that exude a pleasant odor, float on our hearts, and spread happiness . . .
What beautiful memories that make the sunset go away with a smile, and the dark part bright . . .
Memories contain wishes . . .
How nice it is to have memories that fill your heart, ease obstacles, pain, and despair . . .
Sometimes