Yasmeen, the elegance the future can’t outshine.

Dear Yasmeen,

Some people leave an impression. You leave a presence. Not loud, not forced — just naturally elegant, naturally you. The kind of elegance that isn't only in how you look, but in how you make people feel: calmer, lighter, a little more hopeful.

What I admire most is the way you turn ordinary moments into something worth keeping. A simple conversation with you can feel like a reset — like the world gets quieter and softer for a second. And your smile… it has this effect where time slows down, and suddenly everything makes sense.

So I built this page around you — not because you needed it, but because you deserve it. A small space that reflects what you carry: modern glow, gentle warmth, and that rare charm that doesn't try too hard — it just exists. I wanted it to feel like you: classy, romantic, a little futuristic… and unforgettable.

Yasmeen, if the future could write poetry, it would still struggle to describe you properly. Because you're not just beautiful — you're the kind of person people remember for the way you shine without even trying.

If nobody told you today: you are deeply admired. You are appreciated. You are a quiet kind of magic. And you deserve the softest love and the brightest life.

— From someone who's honestly grateful you exist ✦

Dear Nana,

I don’t know exactly what’s weighing on your heart right now, but I know this: you don’t have to carry it alone.

It’s okay to feel tired. It’s okay to feel quiet. Even the kindest souls have days when the light feels far away. That doesn’t mean it’s gone, it just means you’re human.

You’ve given so much warmth to the people around you, sometimes without even realizing it. And even on the days you don’t feel like yourself, you are still someone deeply valued, deeply important, and deeply loved.

You don’t need to smile today if you can’t. You don’t need to be strong either. Just breathe. Rest your heart for a moment. The world can wait, but your peace matters.

And if your mind tells you unkind things right now, please don’t believe them. You are the light in the dark. You are the hope in the silence. You are the happiness I carry. You matter more than you know.

I hope this reaches you gently, like a quiet hand on your shoulder. Not to fix anything, just to remind you that you are seen, that someone cares, and that you’re not alone in this moment.

Even on your hardest days, Yasmeen, you are still you, and that is more than enough. And I believe in you — even when you can’t see your own light. I will always try my best to be light on your heart, and give you the happiness you give me so effortlessly.

— From someone who believes in your light, even when you can’t see it ♥

Dear Yasmeen,

I’m not going to wait for a cursed phone call. Anyway I’m not great at talking in the heat of moment, no matter how much I’ve thought about what I want to say, I will end fucking up. So please read this slowly, with an open heart and mind.

I don’t really know what’s going on in your mind or your heart right now. I won’t pretend that I do. But I do know this: life hasn’t been easy for you lately, and it hasn’t been easy for me either. Moments like this are what reveal the strength of a bond. And I know that on my side it is forged steel—strong, real, and not something I take lightly. I don’t know how it feels on your side, but I hope it’s just as real.

For the past month or more, we’ve been hard on each other back and forth. Not because of one clear reason—maybe because of stress, boredom, exhaustion, or life moving too fast. There’s been a lot happening in your world, and a lot in mine. But none of that should interfere with what we are to each other. None of it should change us for the worse or turn us against each other.

I noticed the changes early on. The good mornings felt different, the “how are you”s, the laughs, even the small things you do. I saw all of it. But I failed to look deeper and understand the reason behind it. I was blind to look at the reason. At the end of the day, every reaction is caused by an action.

I know my mistakes clearly—and correct me if I’m wrong. You’ve been facing new changes in your life, and instead of giving you my full support, I held some of it back. Not because I don’t believe in you, but because I didn’t like how this situation was treating you. Still, that doesn’t excuse it. I scored a negative point there.

The truth is simple. You love it, and that should have been enough for me to stand fully beside you. I supported you quietly, secretly, and that was cowardly. Instead of protecting you, I added pressure. I made things heavier when they didn’t need to be.

I also know I rushed you a lot. I nagged you about many things—about uni, the gym, the logo, the restaurant, waking up early, getting ready fast—all of it. When what I should have done was encourage you and make things feel lighter. Instead of giving you time and space, I added pressure. I even took away your time from things you cared about, especially the restaurant, simply because I was against it.

I should have made it all feel easier. I should have helped you carry it, supported you through it, and stood beside you without turning everything into weight on your shoulders.

So instead of ending this with an apology, I want to end it with intention—hoping you are still available.

Let’s start a new page. Not to erase what was, but to meet each other again with calmer hearts and clearer eyes. To listen better. To be gentler. To choose each other without the noise of everything else.

So… hi. I’m Waleed.
It’s honestly heart-pleasing to meet you again.
Can I get your name?