Life is not a race.

Childhood is the most fun part in a person’s life. This is where we experience a lot of things that we can no longer experience in adulthood. Whenever I look back on my childhood, I often reminisce about when we used to have fights with another kid just because of a sandwich or a crayon. When we become very happy with small amounts of money given by our parents.

As a young girl, I remember the joys of playing Kickball, singing & dancing to pop songs and generally having a laugh. I would fall asleep curled up in bed reading Harry Potter & Matilda every night, believing that magic is real.

I have alot of wonderful childhood memories of spending time with my friends and going to the corner shop to buy paper bags full of penny sweets. Then there were the days we would go to the local swimming pool by coach, singing “Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?”. And then our daily Islamic Studies & Qur’an class at the mosque where we played tig instead. During warmer months, we would beg the teacher to let us water the flowers which would turn into a big water fight. Those were the good times. The good old days.

Reminiscing about those good old days really makes me smile. But it’s pretty crazy that now, we’re all adults who share common problems and responsibilities. We are now on a different chapter of our lives. 

We’re all at different stages of growing up, graduating, getting married, building a career and a family. But I just feel like I’m stuck staring at my rearview mirror rather than getting my life into gear and focusing on the future. I need to remember that there are a lot of new things to discover and better days are still to come.

Do not let your years slip through your fingers by living in the past, nor in the future.
              By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.

Do not dismiss your dreams.
         To be without dreams is to be without hope; to be without hope is to be without purpose.

Do not run through life so fast that you forget not only where you have been,
         but also where you are going.

Life is not a race,
           but a journey to be savored each step of the way.

And you, how about your childhood? Do you have any favourite memories?

– Atekka xo

Life & Death.

Goodbye and thank you Terry Pratchett. For the words that inspire hope, for the gift of laughter and the deeper understanding of life.



“Did you not know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?”

His death is a stark reminder that life is fragile, ephemeral, fickle. We will all undoubtedly die one day but what truly matters is our legacy. What are we leaving behind?  How will we continue to benefit others once we’re buried 6 feet under. Food for thought.

“No-one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in this world die away”

…May we all produce ripples that last forever.

Manchester.

Home

I’m a proud born & bred Mancunian and I truly love my city. I could travel all around the globe yet there’s nowhere else in this world that could match the feeling of home. 



I recently captured the above photo of The Wheel of Manchester, in Piccadilly Gardens. Its colours and vibrancy remind me of all the different types of peoples, languages and cultures that exist in Manchester. And how this diversity come together to make a beautiful connected city. Colour, in all respects, is what Manchester does so well; one of many reasons why I love this place. 

Hope

I also find that the busy city streets are a source of hope, a reminder to look past our worries and see the bigger picture. Impossible as it may seem,  the earth keeps spinning, people come and go, seasons change and we have to make the choice to keep moving forward. 

Things will get better.

Atekka x

P.s All-day breakfast makes me happy.



Moose Coffee, MCR



Kindness is Strength.

A kind man benefits himself. 

In a world where being self-centred is applauded, it’s a shame that we can only nurture acts of kindness by reminding people of the benefit it will bring to them.

Why can’t we do good without expecting something in return? Why can’t we be caring simply for the sake of being caring? Why do we complain that we have no time to listen to others when we spend our days & nights seeking an audience to promote ourselves?

In a world where kindness has become a lost commodity, let’s break the mould and nurture values of compassion, friendliness & generosity. There’s a popular saying that goes something like, “Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness.” These days I see kindness as a strength, and those who consistently practice it as my role models.

In a world where we spend a lot of time around people but don’t truly care about their thoughts & feelings, let’s break the mould and learn to pay attention. Rather than look for an audience or a stream of sidekicks, seek deeper lasting connections. Ask sincere questions and watch how their faces light up when they speak about their hobbies/ romantic interests / job / travels etc. 

Kindness doesn’t always have to be a major event. It doesn’t take a lot of time to hold the door open for the mum with her arms full, or to smile at an enderly citizen as you pass by on the street. Strive to be the better person, do small acts of goodness, fit compassion into your daily life and blessings will undoubtedly come to you.

I like to think that practicing kindness creates ripples of goodwill that extend far beyond the original gesture, but perhaps the most motivating reason to be kind is how good it can make us feel. 

“By making others happy, you make yourself happy. The key to your heart lies hidden in the heart of another.

Atekka xo

End of An Era

I apologise over the lack of posts but I’ve been swamped with deadlines and other commitments. Here is a quick catch-up:

It’s officially over. Four years at Salford University, completing an Art Foundation and a BA Advertising Design course have flown by. I graduate this July with a high 2:1. Over the moon with my results.

It’s been a roller-coaster ride but all the highs and lows have paid off. Sleepless nights and early mornings,  losing all my work a day before my deadline, regularly losing my usb, wanting to give up, feeling hopeless, mind going blank for weeks on end. Then the glorious spark of an idea, the eureka moment, everything falling into place, feeling like I’m on top of the world.

It’s been an incredible experience. Still not quite sunk in that I won’t be back at uni in September. But I’m excited. I have learnt so, so, so much and I can’t wait to put it all into practise. I have countless hopes and dreams that I want to bring to life. This isn’t the end, it’s the beginning. Corny but it’s true ^_^

Check out my online portfolio to see my recent work. My personal website is a work in progress and the video I created for my D&AD brief can be viewed here.

As always, I’m open to feedback and criticism. Please let me know what you think. I hope  to continue updating this blog so follow to keep updated. For an insight into my day-to-day activities, follow me on Twitter and Facebook.

– Atekka

P.s. here’s a few posters/quotes, I hope they inspire you as much as they have inspired me. Have a good day! xo