Zulfiyakhonim Beshimova

Live your best life today

Bukhara , Uzbekistan

I am Zulfiyakhonim Beshimova. I was born on June 12 in 2007 in Uzbekistan. I am sixteen now. I am a pupil in secondary school in Bukhara region. My interests are reading, writing poetry and stories, painting, volleyball, graphic designing , taking photos and learning languages. My native language is Uzbek. I have been learning English as a foreign language for four years. Genarally I won several awards in English competitions. My biggest desired-goal is to travel all over the world and show the miracles of the World to my parents.


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Nothing is impossible with my God

Oct 03, 2022 1 year ago

Thanks to God! Thanks to my parents who teach me to do great works in this short life. My poem is published in International antalogy in America ­čç║­čçŞ under the name of "Talented voices of Uzbekistan" and sited in amazon.com and put to sale in 26 countries. I am so glad about this news. Just amazing situation. My poem travelled to my favorite dream country before me. I will also travel soon, of course. May be you want to read it... Save me, God. I was born with hope in my pure eyes Grew up and saw spring more or less. What I did in this illusory World Save me from sinfulness ,oh, my dear God Doing big or small sin is just define, And I abandoned you in my merry time. But I asked you help, sinking in grime, Forgive me, your sinful slave, oh, my God. Life is beautiful with me, I got it, For filling my life with happy event. For doing a lot of worthwhile good deeds, Always protect me,oh, my kind God. I will obviously take the top of science, My attempts show this, my prays define. I never surrender, victory is mine, Encourage me in this long way, oh my God. His hands are harsh, his hair is white, Still works in daylight or during the night. Because he tries to make my life light, Preserve my father, I beg you, oh, my God. Wrinkly faced,her kerchief fits well on her head, Her love likes fount, her love never end. Even sacrifices her soul to her kids, Protect my heavenly mother, oh my God. Being capacity isn't my ambition , My nation will know me. This is my intention. Readers love my poems as Zulfiya's word, Support my every work ,oh, my dear God. My alone request, my sole plead, This five days life is going to end. When it will measured my sin and good deed, Brighten my face in front of you, God. There are defects,I know. But it is written with sorrow in my heart. Anyway, I tried to express my difficulties, especially, parents' challenges on the way to my happiness. So it was hard to me express it with words, truly, I am weak to do this.

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Live your best life today

Jul 03, 2022 1 year ago

What╩╝s your purpose in life? I still remember that event caused me to muse about this question deeply and to find the answer to it. The 16th of March. In the morning we didn╩╝t go to school. Bad news was being announced about the enterance of Coronavirus in Uzbekistan. Before we were banned to only celebrate holidays , but now we had to stay at home. Online lessons began but both teachers and pupils were not ready and their knowledge about social networks was too poor: Internet speed was very slow, few pupils participate and lessons were plain-vanilla: teachers gave questions and we wrote answers. Even so I thought I could feel the real diseaster of this illness when it entered in our village and especially, examined me with my beloved people. My dearest person, second mother ÔÇô my granny was infected with Coronavirus. I was shocked because a thing I was mostly afraid had happened. She was taken to the hospital but I couldn╩╝t go, any family members also. At that moment the only reason calmed a bit was that my uncle who worked as a doctor was with her. I gave the same questions to myself again and again: When? How? Two days passed. Each time whan I asked my father how She was he didn╩╝t reply. " The virus progresses hard in old humans. Currently, the only hope is from Allah" - I cried when my mom told me doctors' conclusion. Uncle brought granny to home. Still she was breathing hard. He tried to put on oxygen mask on her mouth but she refused it, nobody persuaded her and also didn╩╝t take any medicine and just said "Anyhow, I don╩╝t want". Tears in my eyes I begged "Please, do something, uncle". Actually, I had already comprehended why she was doing like that. Maybe she would be very happy to die. Being happy to die so strange theory at first sight. However every patient who are fighting against a serious illness need bizarre courage. In old age your body becomes weak it╩╝s quite difficult to find this courage. Also she was left on the shore with the waves washing over her, unable to drown The next day everyone woke up except my angel granny- could She sleep inwardly? I was depressed. It╩╝s so tough when you are seeing that your loved one is dying but can╩╝t do anything, it╩╝s pretty hard when you can╩╝t huge him or her for the last time, it╩╝s challenging when you know that you won╩╝t be able to hear their voice anymore. After several weeks I could smell a sweet aroma of something while I was tidying the room." Granny╩╝s flowers had spouted" I mumbled and went outside. These flowers' perfume is unique and fascinating that╩╝s why every year in spring nearly all neighbours and relatives used to visit to pick up them. For this reason I had named them " Granny╩╝s flower". She always said " We all die, our bad or good name stay afrer us". She died but her name is alive in her flowers or in people's memory who have smelled her flowers and in her words said to me. My granny╩╝s death taught me to live my best life today and to be strong and that everything is temporary and doesn╩╝t become as we want. I was going to resemble my granny and I kind of reached my goal . In quarantine in a district near us a heavy rain and flooding took place, as a result population's homes ruined and stayed under the water. Because pandemic it was more difficult to help them. I decided to help them in spite of far distance. I posted challenge with headline "Dear compatriots, you are not alone! We are with you!". Soon many individuals commented and suppoted them. After that around the country the old, adults, children shared own stuff, clothes, toys, food with them. That occasion gave belief to me. Then I started my action online. Firsty, I prepared quiz and puzzles to make lessons more funny. Later I organised online competitions and gathered thousands of youth around me. Coronavirus won╩╝t disappear, it will continue but can╩╝t appall us who are experienced now like before. Years ago, there wasn╩╝t a cure for flu, smallpox and whatnot that╩╝s simple presently, this one will be too. There╩╝s one good thing in a bad one. Pandemic united the whole world together and on account of it humanity realised that they weren╩╝t be able to beat the virus lonely. I prefer to recall the period of COVID-19 with good aspects. We didn╩╝t know that Coronavirus would come and cause millions of people's death. And we don╩╝t know what will happen after a minute. Majority wait the arrival of time yet you are not able to guarantee you will wake up tomorrow . So today live your best life. I trust I found my true self by Coronavirus.

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