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Allah's love

2010-06-23T16:09:00.000-07:00

Okay,

So, I have a niece, who I love more than life itself! And I mean that, like I'm not just saying it, I mean it! I have never experienced the feeling of missing someone, I say it all the time to my friends but I never actually miss anyone. This is me, who went to France at the age of 18 and stayed away for 4 months and called home once every 2/3 weeks. So when I say I don't miss people, I mean it. But my niece, 5 days or more and I'm willing to make ridiculous one hour visits to the other side of manchester just to see her face. And I can't begin to describe how that little girl holds my heart in her hands, she can make me feel like the most loved person in the world if she crawls to me when I walk in to a room, or the most useless if she simply smiles at me. Imagine this is how I feel, and I'm her aunt.

How does her mother feel? She must love her more than she loves her own mother. And its when Allah's love is compared to a mother's love that we begin to understand what his love means. But lately I've been struggling, can it be the same love? Or is it different in its own magnificent way.

Even as I write what I'm truly feeling, I'm conscious of Allah watching me, so I'm censoring myself. Because this love makes me feel guilty as I sit here having delayed Maghrib, its makes me feel inadequate that I don't spend enough time on my salahs, it strikes fear in my heart when I think of the grave. But at the same time I know if I just submit all these feeling, fears, worries will disappear. Sarah Joseph recently had a status that read, If you do it you'll regret it, if you don't do it you'll regret it, either way your going to regret it. So either I live my life submitting to Allah completely or I spend my time regretting not submitting to Allah completely.

2007-04-25T14:56:00.000-07:00

Salaam all

At the risk of sounding stupid...i feel like a pakistani now...hehe...i had a big family gathering (well it was about 15 people altogether) there was my great aunt, two great uncles, my mum's sister, her two children and husband, my dad and his mum, my mum and her 6 children (well thats us!). being somali i never had any of that 'my uncle is coming back from hajj so lets go get him from the airport and make sure that our second cousins wife's dog know about it! in fact we didnt know our great uncle/aunts were coming till last night!

i've been meaning to do something about my family and the fact that i dont know alot about them so i'm off to america insha Allah as all my family there live in callifornia - my brother went in december and he had a ball of a time - about 80% of my family in america live in the same area! my great uncle (who shall be referred to as uncle 2 from now on) and i are going to make a family tree insha Allah! uncle2 isn't really that old, i was expecting an old man with a grey beard etc but he's a young man, apparently he's a taxi driver over there and once he was caught speeding and he tried to worm his way out of a fine although they had caught him on camera and you could see his face as clear as day (or night in his case). my great aunt is also quite young, when she was leaving she cracked me and aisha up because she said 'i'll see you later guys" now say that again in a somali/american acccent..it hi-larious!

my unlce2 said he'd get me a ticket to go see them, so now, all that stands in my way is fear of flying...i promise you the more i fly the worse i get, i remember when i was first going to france i was so excited about the flight, i sat near the window etc but the trips back and forth for holidays made me realise that it wasn't fun being suspended in air...i mean really...we're human beings we should stay on the ground!

anyhoo i digress...i cant wait to get there and meet all my family and chat with aunts and uncles and shock male cousins cos i dont plan on hugging them (in somali culture cousins act like brothers and sisters). my brother made a dvd where he lined up 30 or so odd cousins in one room and went round and found out their name and how they were related to him, cant wait to do that aswell and i cant wait for sleepless summer nights talking to the oldies and having fun with the youngies!

okay i'll leave you with some pictures of our gathering!

the above picture is of the odd ones out, the ones who are additions to the mumin (my mums) familyits my dad, his mum and my aunts husband...lol

2007-04-25T00:43:00.000-07:00

Wow at the bottom of the home page it says you can blog in hindi...can someone who speaks hindi try please? i bet it's look really cool

I had such an interesting weekend!i had a living islam weekend meeting in linconshire, so i set off at 6am from my house to catch the train to bradford where a borther would give me and cow a lift. i got there and there wasnt a train till 7.25 which meant i wouldnt get to bradistan till 8.45 and i needed to be there for 8.00...anyhoo i called cow and being the genius she is she said to catch a train to leeds where we could catch the 7.50 train to bradford (it only takes 20 mins to from leeds to bradford). we got to bradford and made it to linconshire on time for our 10.30 meeting, but it turns out that everyone is late and arrival time is in fact General Muslim Time.....we started the meeting at 11.30 or someting like that!

For those of you who know the ex-ISB president he lost his dad on thursday and the jannazah was on friday, he was meant to be attending the meeting but for obvious reasons he didnt come. at the beginnning of the meeting the vp of living islam gets a phone call from the ex-president apologising for not being able to make it to the meeting...how amazing is that....after the vp puts the phone down he begins to cry because so many people didn't turn up to the meeting who were supposed to and many called on the day to say they weren't coming but here was a brother who had a genuine reason not to come, no-one would expect him to send his apologies but he did it anyway! we as ym have so much to live upto seriously and its quite daunting sometimes, the ISB lot are so great in everything masha Allah, they're all really successful in their careers, they're dedicated islamic workers, they've got the bond of brothehood that so many envy, they're wise...i could go on forever!

the meeting was cool, our plan (yms) were ripped to pieces in a good way because it made us more determined in our minds what we wanted to do, so we fought for them and won!hehe

the weekend meeting meant we'd all be sleeping on site at linconshire but it turned out that all the sisters were going home and the vp was planning a nice dinner and a movie for everyone who was staying afterwards....it would have been nice if it wasn't for the fact that it'd be me and 7 other brothers (btw they're all over 30, i'm sure, so they're like my dads...in fact some think they're my dads when it comes to safety and lifts, its really cool actually i have 3 shoe-in dads at meetings), so i went home on saturday night!the journey home involved, a train to bradford from leeds at 10.30pm, a bed in bradford, a train to leeds from bradford, then one from leeds to manchester! i was faffing about too much!

i have to say this but i almost think its a sin to say it but i miss mcdonalds, i've tried o convince myself that the food wasn't that delicious but it is!!!those fillet o'fish burgers would just melt in your mouth, top that off with frnch fries and curry sauce uts just heaven! but the boycottt must go on!

2007-04-19T12:25:00.000-07:00

Okay i also give up on titles

i woke up this morning for fajr (thanks to liz), prayed and went for a jog! i have to say that jogging at 6am in the morning can be quite depressing as you feel the whole world is asleep...so we (aisha and i) went for a quick jog around the block and then did something called suicides. for those of you who don't know what that is its where you run to a certain point (in our case the nieghbours door) touch the ground and run back to the starting point, then to a point further than the first point and back, and then a third point past the second and back...you have to do this five time or 10 or how ever many you want but believe me its tiring.

i then came home after 30 mins....what??!? thats enough exercise for one day...watched some telly and marched off to school. i found out that my little sister is a bit of a chicken, when i was her age i was doing all sorts of things on my own but she's so spoilt that she can't even get the bus to wilmslw road on her own! tut tut! the youth of today eh?

i got into uni and realised that i couldnt really be bothered to concentrate in class or do anything so during a break i sat on a window sill somewhere in the corridor, and looked out into the day and then i came back to do more of nothing. i realised today that my classmates find me to be a bit of a novelty, they almost get shocked when i make jokes and listen and judge me on and everything i say. like the other day this guy had a t-shirt on and it had something written on it so i tried to read it, he said to me 'i don't want you to read, you won't like it (or something to that effect) and i said 'how do you know i wont like it' and then i read it and it turned out to be a rude joke. but it was so strange to see that this random guy had gauged the type of person i am and what i find to be suitable and what not. they also think i'm humble, modest, cute, meek....its all really strange its like i'm leading a double life - quite muslima by day, crazy muslima by night! ahhhh the joys of being a muslim in such a field!

i then met up with a friend and walked a whopping one hour (keep in mind the morning jog people!) where we talked, laughed, danced and hugged! well maybe not danced! but it was good fun! i also bought sunflower seeds, this wouldn't really be a thing i would blog about if it wasn't for the fact that they're so adictive but also large consumption of them can lead to errrm diarrohea! why make them addictive and bad for you?!?!? anyway i have to eat a bit at a time!!

right now ust in the middle of downloading final cut pro so i can start making my home movies! so watch this space!lol

What a gentleman!

2007-04-13T05:06:00.000-07:00

Jug, Aisha and I were downstairs watching Lost/cleaning when Hussein went upstairs and came downstairs looking like this:

He stood at the door and i promise you we could smell the aftershave from acroos the room! Awwwww, you should've seen him, he was so happy with himself! All he's missing now is a cigar...:)

We're now trying to work out who he's trying to impress...my guess is Jughead.

Once you go mac, you never go back

2007-04-11T10:26:00.000-07:00

Wooohooooo i have finally got my mac!!!its so delicious!!!

i went to get yesterday from the apple store in the Arndale, i usually just go in there just to look at all the shiny and cool gear or to experience that new computer smell however yesterday i meant business; i went in and said to the assistant I'm not leaving till i buy a mac today - that made his day i think because they work on commission - and i didn't!they had it delivered to my house at 7pm....i couldn't be there went it arrived as i was at a circle - the sacrifices i make for Islam - but i made up for lost time by playing with it well into the early hours of the night!!!

honestly i think i might throw a party in honour of my i-mac, it comes with in-built speakers, camera, a DVD/CD drive on the side of it, a remote which means i can control music, videos and photos from across the room!!!

Without further ado here it is

this next part of the post is not for the faint hearted!!so if you're squeamish turn away, turn away now!

whilst i was at the circle Hussein and my mum were at home bonding, chatting, playing etc when my mum decided to go into the kitchen, Hussein then feeling unloved gets my mums tasbih and hits it against the wall!!!the beads break off and bounce of the laminate flooring making a ridiculous amount of noise, so my mum comes into the living room to find her tasbih scattered all over the room!!she promptly demands that he pick it all up but he goes on to get kafe's (our kitten) bowl and throw all his biscuits on the floor...my mum losing her patience threatens to tell Aisha that he spilt kafe's food so Hussein begins to pick up all the biscuits off the floor and apologise to my mum.

later on when everything had settled down, my mum told Hussein to put his shoes on, he comes into the room and says to my mum after having put on his shoes 'mum can you get this out of my nose?', so my mum gets a tissues and squeezes his nose in an effort to get this 'bogey' out, when nothing appears on the tissue my mum lifts his head up and finds he has a bead lodged in his nose and she's just moved it further up his nose in her bid to blow his nose for him!!!my mum then starts panicking because she can't ask Hussein to blow his nose because that usually means he sniffs up which would mean the bead would move further up so she gets his nose, puts it in her mouths tries to suck it out - GROSS OR WHAT!?! - at this point my mum is picturing an ambulance, a trip to the hospital and Hussein's un-timely death! she then presses his left nostril down and tells him to blow and for the first time since he's been with us actually blows rather than sniffing up and the bead flies out!lol

i suppose our mothers will do anything for us!!!!

People pleaser

2007-03-13T09:55:00.002-07:00

Does everyone remeber that thing that was going round where we had to write 10 good things about ourselves? i was reading my old posts yesterday when i came across this message from someone...

Anonymous said...
sister, after reading your entry :"10 things about me" it looks like to me that you are pple pleaser, how long can u keep pleasing other pple?........

The 10 things about me doesn't make me a people pleaser it makes me a good muslim....and whats wrong with thinking about others for once? if everyone in the world did that we'd have less problems...and everything i do i do for the sake of Allah so don't judge me when you don't know me...

Salaam Ladies and Gents

2007-03-12T08:29:00.000-07:00

So i took a bit of a break from blogger....but i'm back now, i assure you all that there is a reason for it.....i had a few things i needed to do including muslim jewish theatre - which was magical, for all of you that missed it you really missed out - uni work, random interviews with the bbc and so forth and so on.....

at the moment i'm trying to work out what i want to d with my life, well i know what i want to do but its how to go about it thats the problem and i can't seem to get myself to a careers advisor....maybe i'lll do that tomorrow....maybe

as you all know islamic relief are doing their famous concert again and oulandish are coming....i've been a fan of them since 'look into my eyes', i love that song, in fact i was listening to that song when i had my blogged/ranted about israel, being a pharmacist and life in general!anyhoo lets try and get everyone there because islamic relief concerts are one of those events that you just can't miss out on, it'd be like missing out on living islam!

ooooof

2006-12-18T12:06:00.000-08:00

theres too much going on in my mind right now that i want to get down

but first things first....

last night i went out with whitey and the girls to pink garlic (refer to her blog for more detail) and we had what can only be described as the asianest of asian guys, he thought we were his sisters or something who he could tell to not go out whilst going clubbing himself, he saw us having a laugh and good time and thought maybe he should put us in our place and told whitey that she wasn't in the playground but in restaurant....how rude....needless to say we left that restaurant and he lost out on £106 which we spent in sanam.....

anyhoo....my next story, on saturday night i was waiting by the college of music for sally (amina's new roommate) when a man of around 60 years old passes by me and says...

YOU F-ING MUSLIMS KNOW F-ING ALL

now let me just say that this has probably happened to me a million times before if not more but i have never reacted before because i'm the kind of person who assesses the situation before doing anything irrational, for example when i was mugged all the mugger had to do was ask me for my bag and i duly handed it over, but that has all gone out of the window since i started hanging around with whitey and nemo, you all know of how nemo beat up the mugger....in fact a brother from the mmu isoc has informed newbie and i that all the brothers at the isoc tell siblings bedtime stories of the hijabi who once beat up a mugger, and we all know about whitey and how she terrorizes peope in general (if you want to you may share a story about whitey and her many comebacks in the comments section because i don't have the time of blog space to do it).....anyhooo it was dark and it was me and this scally old man walking past me and the only sight i had of anyone else was of the people standing at the bus stop in the distance....and i decided to shout back

'WHAT?!? YOU IGNORANT GIT...'

he turned to look at me as he was passing by and i swear to god my heart jumped in my throat...forget that i began to say my shahada and ring family memebers and friends alike asking for forgiveness.... but he didn't saying antything at all, in fact he kept walking and it wasn't until he was a safe distance away from me that he started putting a finger up at me.....serioulsy how lame was that,wasnt that something you did in primary school....these idiots have nothing to say so much so that they've resorted to putting their fingers up at us.....bnp arse

i have to say i was proud of myself......

in the latest new i'm off to a five day camp....gosh...i haven't been to one of these in a while, it kinda reminds me of the tajdid and its magic....

Peer pressure and all that

2006-11-18T13:25:00.000-08:00

Hold off the funeral WA and Native….

Okay so what have I been up to lately…..the past month and a half I’ve just been too busy with everything and am only seen at meetings or at the Geoffrey Manton building

If you just look at this weekend and what I have planned then it’ll give you an insight into my world for the past 2 weeks – all blame can be directed to Islam Awareness Week….although my excuse for not blogging in October will have to be Ramadan with all its wonderful iftars, qiyams, radio Ramadan programmes and such.

Sat
1-2: meeting about the Family Treasure Hunt event which is happening on Sunday i.e. the following day
2-5 meeting rehearsing Ladies Night that’s an evening for both Muslims and non-Muslims
Sun
8- 2: in-charge of the helpers for the Family Treasure Hunt at Fletcher Moss Park in Didsbury 8- 2
2- God knows when: meeting discussing ISOCS in college and schools

And between all that I have to fit in time to do my uni work

Then Monday I have to make my way to Timperley in the middle of nowhere, where we’re doing a presentation on Islam to yr 5&6 and then in the evening we’re having rehearsal for a play we’re doing for the ladies night.

After IAW I’ll be free insha Allah….

Right now I’m excited about my latest project, it’s about communities and I’ve managed to change my focus twice, at first it was going to be about breaking barriers between different faiths then it went onto women in hijab and how we’re normal. Its going to be a stop frame movie that should last 30 seconds at 25 frames per second so it’ll take me 750 frames/picture to make a smooth looking video…I need a model....any volunteers? It has to be done in one day in the space of a few hours because I’ll need the lighting to stay the same etc

Wow what a random blog….I’ll shall try to keep you posted insha Allah

Whitey's speech at the Demo

2006-10-01T16:02:00.000-07:00

Watch it till the end....its an ending you'll never see coming

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeK9pOsz8D4

GREAT BRITAIN - THANK YOU

Cue the national anthem!

Uni

2006-09-26T10:15:00.000-07:00

Ha ha ha,
Yes it’s true
Little Bo peep, yes I love you….

I think I’m losing my mind with this new degree. Yesterday was my first day, I got there rather late (I have to get rid of this habit of not being able to hear the alarm), went to enrol at MMU, after that there was the introductions. As soon as I entered the room I knew it was going to be a testing year, first of all there are only 5 girls on my course and God knows how many guys, half of the guys were gay…one guy listed among his favourite things ‘everything that vibrates’, a tall black very camp man wouldn’t stop telling me about how he designs clothes for various different shops whose names I couldn’t even spell…

I feel like the odd one out, I don’t think on some crazy level, I don’t enter the enrolment room in MMU and think we it needs to look like the Sistine Chapel…I mean for the love of God it’s a room where you go to enrol, most people just want to get out of there.
Everyone on this course is into music, has some history with art, express themselves with random drawings of fish, get a buzz off the most mundane things…you just don’t know what to expect from them…artist are WEIRDOS!!!

Today we went on a tour of Manchester which was better than I expected, I learnt some really cool facts about our city centre, like how it was known as the ‘fake city’ because after the industrial revolution Manchester wanted to be on par with the big boys i.e. London, Liverpool so it sent its architects around the world who came back and built buildings that looked 700/800 years old so that people who came to Manchester would think it was a long-standing city and not the new kid on the block when really the building were a year or so old!

I’m off to Liverpool tomorrow to see the Tate, that should be interesting….and then its off to the pub, I was told you don’t have to drink alcohol to go to the pub…I kindly declined the offer…

I have my first assignment…I have to develop a 30 second animation on the theme Journey. It has to have a narrative – in reality I have to develop series of 5 narratives - then develop that into a story board using 5 key frames! Should be fun!

So I need a little help guys, what does ‘Journey’ mean to you?

2006-09-21T17:17:00.000-07:00

Tonight i met the military families against the war who will be camped outside the town hall till Sunday.
They are so amazing, the whole organization was started when a woman named Rose lost her son named Gordon who was just nineteen when he dide for this pointless and illegal war, another lady's husband served in Iraq and when he came back to his wife and kids he commited suicide beacuse he couldn't forget what he saw there. I just felt so overwhelmed and inspired and raring to go for this march.
Can you imagine having to beg to have your son returned home to you? begging for his safe return? begging that this government doesn't use him as a pawn for their own gains...anyway it was really inspiring to be with them.
At some point during the day a young englishman came along with 8 cups of cafe nero the one near primark and a kettle and gave it to the campers....he was so emotional that just apologised for not being able to carry more and left. Later on he sent his girfriend and she came and gave us his number and said ' he said to call him if you need anything else, and not just coffee or drinks but anything'. Its times like these that i love this country and its inhabitants, people can surprise you sometimes.
The highight of the day was on our way to the cinema we saw a policeman guarding the hotel that Tony Blair was going to stay in so i went upto him and asked 'are you here to arrest the muderous tony blair' and he said 'no, i'm just here to protect the building' so i said 'so you're here to protect him...nice one'! I think my emotions got the better of me and i was taking it out on a poor copper who was just doing his job.

I think we should make a citizens arrest and arrest tony

Ten good things about me

2006-09-10T12:32:00.000-07:00

1 - I easily forgive people who wrong me...in fact sometimes I dont even let them know that they've wronged so as not to agitate the situation
2 - I forget peoples short comings, the other day a friend of mine listed some of my shortcomings and I wasn't able to remember any of hers - thats not to say she hasn't got any...no-one is perfect - its because if I remebered peoples shortcomings I wouldn't be able to respect them
3 - I'm a negotiator, I have the ability to calm down even the hottest situations
4 - When I'm having a discussion/argument with someone I actually listen to them
5 - I'm a good listener and am able to make people feel better about their situations no matter how bad it is
6 - I respect other peoples cultures so much so that I will act like them when I'm round them
7 - I find it easy to love people
8 - I try to make people as comfortable as possible when they first meet me which sometimes means I make a fool of myself
9 - I sacrifice a lot for my family
10 - I am not too proud to say I'm sorry...sometimes I say it for the smallest thing

2006-09-06T17:03:00.000-07:00

As me and nemo were sat here watching the daily show clips on You Tube we accidently searched 'daily show - rubble r' and here is what came up on the screen after we pressed search

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Nemo and I both fell off our chairs from laughter...if you dont believe us try it yourself

look what i found

2006-08-31T16:46:00.000-07:00

loving the hat cow

Egypt

2006-07-22T06:31:00.000-07:00

Asalamu alaikum

We have arrived in Egypt (only by the grace of Allah), spent two lovely days in Cairo where we prayed Jummah at Al-Azhar (and got a tour from the janitor who also took us up the minaret where we took the most breathtaking pitures of Cairo!)

Right now we are in Alexandria and I thought I'd do a quick post just to let you all know we are safe

Will post pictures later

Ma' salaam

Marrakech

2006-06-30T18:14:00.000-07:00

Marrakech what can I say....b-e-a-utiful!

We got there on Thursday at around 7pm, we shud have been there at 3.30but our flight was delayedbecause the French air force decided to have some sort of training or practise that day....i don't really care...all i know is that they wasted precious hours that i could have spent in marrakech!

I honestly cannot be bothered to blog all of our adventures so if you wanna know you can come see me :)

but i will tell you one thing while we were out shopping (which was everyday), the shop keepers who were sat outside would try to guess where we were from so we had men shouting all sorts of things at us like:

'PAKISTAN....PAKISTAN'

'INDIA...INDIA...INDIA'

'NAMASTE'....'wa alaikum asalaam to you too brother'

or my personal favourite

'BIN LADEN' (i should have turned around and said 'yes, i know him, i'm his third wife')

and either morrocans are dumb when it come to geography or they are colour blind because last time i checked i was a BLACK AFRICAN!

one guy in a shop asked where we were from so me and the Cow said

M&C: Ja-Mexico

Random guy: Mexico...ma sha Allah

M&C: no...akhee....JA-MEXICO, JA-MEXICO

Guy: oh wow where is that?

Me: its a country between Jamaica and Mexico

Guy: oh yes, i know where that is

M&C: Ma sha Allah....well done brother

Summary

2006-06-05T13:00:00.000-07:00

Wednesday 31/05 - lost phone

Thursady 1/06 - got mugged

Sunday 4/06 - got fired

THE END

The Little Man part 2 featuring Dalma

2006-05-28T16:02:00.000-07:00

Now you see him...

...now you don't :)

My little cousin has been staying with us from America...she is a HOOT, just ask NM and Whitey.
The Little Man calls her Dalma because he has a bit of a lisp and can't manage Salma.....you just wanna pinch his cheeks when he says it!

Here she is in the background sniggering at the Little Man...

here she is dancing

and here she is attacking Whitey

NOTE: the third person in the picture trying to pry Dalma's jaws open is my other little cousin Sumayya

Matchmaker

2006-05-21T06:07:00.000-07:00

Madame Zaney and I have our email addresses on the Young Muslims website so we always get weirdos/desperados looking to get married to 'good practising sister' contacting us. I once had this brother from Algeria or some place like that send me this CV type proposal as to why I should marry him but the funny thing was he sent the exact same thing to Zen, I suppose he thought he'll just cast his net out and see what he catches!

Anyhoo the other day I got an email from a sister and said:

Assalamu Alaikum,

I am a 27 yr old sister and I came accross the Young Muslims Website and Mash'Allah I feel that it is a very wonderful websiteand Allah Swt reward you for all of the work that all you brothers and sisters do. Basically I am a 27 old practising Muslim Sister living in South London and I was wondering if you know of any practising muslim brothers who are looking to get married at all

*cue the matchmaker song*

Well I thought fair enough there's no harm in emailing her and letting her know that I don't know of any brother looking to get married, but before I could do this she added me on to her msn and I didn't block her (I normally do if I don't recognise the email ad.) and today we had an interesting converstaion.....here is how it went

Light upon light is moi

Light upon Light says:
asalamu alaikum

I am here says:
wasalaam

I am here says:
how r u

Light upon Light says:
i am good alhamdulillah

I am here says:
how old r u

Light upon Light says:
i received your email but i dont think i am going to be of much help to you
Light upon Light says:
19

I am here says:
ok
I am here says:
does age matter

Light upon Light says:
no i dont think so

I am here says:
ok

I am here says:
my friend is 27 she just married a muslim brother he is 19 and she is 4 weeks pregnant

Light upon Light says:
mA

I am here says:
i was shcoked when she told me

Light upon Light says:
i hope you don think i am a brother.....i am a sister
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I am here says:
ok sis do u know any brothers looking

Light upon Light says:
well wher do u live?manchester or london?

I am here says:
i am in stoke on trent now

Light upon Light says:
well i dont know any that are looking at the mo

I am here says:
oh k

Light upon Light says:
i am not really in the business of knowing such things......

END OF CONVERSATION

I suppose after that I was no use

2006-05-04T16:06:00.000-07:00

Ever the Idealist said - Just as he was coming to terms with his sexuality s/he reveals to him that she is in fact a woman.....what are we talking about? oh no...its not an episode of 'Will and Grace' but the U rated Mulan.

Right from the beginning the theme is established with the scandal of Mulan's cross-dressing antics and before the credits roll the story has come full circle where the imperial army are all dressed as women, and nobody raises an eyebrow. Drag has become acceptable.

The captain's feelings for he/r are revealed by his deep sense of betrayal and hurt once he discovers her gender. He refuses to believe her and turns away in disgust and anger- an anger disproportionate to a platonic relationship. Plus he couldn't kill her cause he luuuuurves he/r.

2006-04-20T19:32:00.000-07:00

i'm so angry, i'm having one of those days were i can't forget the injustice that goes on in palestine. how does the world allow it to happen everyday, how has defence being confused with terrorism, how are they allowed to keep building that wall, how can they have checkpoints as if the land is theirs.....uuuuggggghhhhhh...i can't get over it. this is why i don't want to waste my time doing a job which i feel won't make a difference in the world

you see i got my place at john moores for pharmacy but at the same time i just don't think its my calling, i'm sure i was created for a greater purpose than standing behind a counter counting pills, surely i was put on this earth to at least make a difference to the world in a more profound way than prescribing someone a laxative

i just wanna do something right now, i wanna write a beautiful article that will put everything straight but i have'nt got that in me, i wasn't made to write.... i think i will leave this to fudge...don't give up on it dude!
maybe i should direct a blockbuster movie highlighting the issues and giving the true history of palestine and the terrorist state otherwise known as israel! but how long before i can go around dirceting million pound movies about that kind of issue without being assassinated by mossad but even so i dont think i have it in me to try and climb that very greasy pole either.

what am i supposed to do...i wanna do something AMAZING but i dont know how to go about it.
i'm waiting for that moment where it will all becomes crystal clear and i find out to how i'm supposed to revolutionize the world and rattle its cage.

love you all

p.s i am sad about giddy moving to london

p.p.s its 3.45 am and i am waiting for fajr so these are late night ramblings which i felt were blog worthy

Prayer Mats

2006-04-16T13:05:00.000-07:00

Quick question

Does anyone wash thier prayer mats?

Man's best friend eh?

2006-04-02T15:37:00.000-07:00

Curly Sue and I looked death in the face this evening in the form of a bulldog.

We were walking back to her house from my flat when we saw a dog behind a fence...naturally we crossed the road making dua and praying to God that it doesnt jump over the wall.

Nope...it wasn't meant to be, this dog had murder in it's eyes, it wanted to kill us and no 2ft wall was going to stop it! It charged at us though we were cats....my late night jogging paid off and I ran behind the nearest fence but for some reason Curly couldn't get herself to come behind the fence with me, instead she stood there screaming 'NO, NO, NOOOO, NO' at it, but that didn't stop the beast from barking at her feet relentlessly! I then joined in trying to ward off the devil incarnate by banging the broken fence and shouting 'NO,NO,NO,NOOOOO.......CUUUUUUUURLYYYYYY GET BEHIND THE FENCE, GET BEHING THE FRIGGIN FENCE!

You'd think by now the owner of the dog would come and rescue us but there was no-one around at all. All the while Curly is still screaming 'NO, NO, NOOOOO!', and every now and again we'd think we'd frightened it off because it'd begin to walk off but then would charge at us again and by us I mean Curly who is outside the fence! The more this happened the louder her screams got

After a while she finally gets behind the fence with me and we continue screaming and banging the fence hoping that someone would come to our rescue......

Now picture this - two hijabi's behind a fence SCREAMING at the the top of their lungs at this evil creature bent on maiming them.... you'd think that'd draw some attention from the neighbours, but no, clearly there was nothing strange about that at all!

Honestly I had never seen Curly so scared!lol

Finally just as our lungs were about to burst the owner pops her head out her front door and calls it back. Curly completely forgets about the dog and begins shouting at the owner 'CONTROL YOUR DOG!CONTROL YOUR DOG!

With the dog safely inside its house Curly and I burst into laughter and collapsed on the floor, with her SHAKIN like a leaf!

Just as we emerged from behing our fortress a brother who lives across the road from where we had been traumatised walks outside as if to rescue us....TOO LITTLE TOO LATE BRO!

I really shouldnt have pulled a face at it

2006-04-01T14:29:00.000-08:00

The other day I went to visit Naima at work and her colleauge was there, who always teases us about being somali (don't worry he's not a racist because he makes fun of very race and culture known to man including his own).
Anyway the usual banter started with jokes about somalis and sri lankans (he's sri lankan) and at some point after calling him a racist I called him arrogant!why? I DO NOT know, it just kinda slipped out, I actually meant to call him smug but somehow in my teeny tiny brain arrogant and smug became the same thing and I blurted out ' you're arrogant and racist'. I am not worried about calling him a racist because I call everyone one that if they so much as utter the words black or somlai, but calling him arrogant was just on another level and the thing is no matter how much I apologised i dont think he was convinced that I didnt mean to call him arrogant. I know that no matter what I do he'll always think I see him as some arrogant brother, which I dont,but it seems that my comment is now carved in stone and I can never take it back.

Silence is indeed golden.

2006-03-19T12:15:00.000-08:00

I went to a friends house the other day, she'd lost her 10 yr old brother to meningitis, he went from a being young lively boy to 6 feet under the ground within 24 hours.

It was me and 7 other girls that went to visit her. We were all cramped into one small room making small talk, no-one really wanting to talk about the issue at hand, but as soon as the jokes and 'how are yous' were over, her oldest friend finally asked how it happened. She explained that they got a phone call in the evening saying her brother'd been admitted to the hospital and then another at around 7am saying he'd passed away. She didn't shed a single tear as she told us what happened, instead we did. She continuosly asked if we were ok and consoled us if we became teary-eyed. Finally she looks at us and says 'Dont worry this isnt an act, I've accepted that he's gone, and that he's with Allah. He's in a better place now'. We all agreed that that was true.

I remembered the story that when children die they are looked after Ibrahim (AS), they play around his feet until the Day of Judgement. We told her this story to comfort her more.

I admire the sister so much for her patience and faith, I pray that when we lose someone close to us (because we all will some day) that we can have as much patience and faith!

Kulu nafsin da'iqat-ul-maut

2006-03-09T02:56:00.000-08:00

When are y'all going to Spain/Morrocco?

I wanna come

Well I think I do anyway...do I...yes I do

Just a few questions though

Where will you be staying? What will you be doing? How long are you going for?and more importantly how much will it cost...i've got to save for egypt you see

2006-03-04T12:16:00.000-08:00

Introducing The Little Man (again)

Azhar Usman rocks!

2006-03-04T12:00:00.000-08:00

Watch out for the taxi driver

http://www.tinkusworld.com/episode1.htm

Ma Sha Allah

2006-03-04T11:11:00.000-08:00

You have a really long blog ahead of you!

Sometimes saying something often makes us forget what it really means, for example the word Ma sha Allah is something that we all use regularly but we don’t really know what it means.
Ma means what
Sha means wanted
So it simply means ‘what Allah wanted’

Yesterday morning I was woken up to baby-sit the Little Man since everyone else was off to work or school and my mum was ill. It was just me and him for 4 hours and in those 4 hours I learnt every possible children’s program from Balamory to Noddy (and his red and yellow little car).

I was feeling slightly annoyed at the turn out of the day because I missed Jummah and not only that but I was going to be late for a talk by Aisha Fontain (ex-supermodel). So around 3pm I finally left the house after much cleaning. I made to it to the hospital at around 4pm despite saying I would be there at 3pm to meet up with my sis, Nemo and Sarah who were all visiting a sister who had had a baby. If a person is not convinced by the existence of God after they see baby I don’t know what will convince them

We left the hospital at around 4pm and started making our way to Salford University where the talk Was being held! Just as we got on the bus Nemo turns around and says ‘you know we’ll never make it, we might as well go see a movie’ (the talk was meant to start at 4.30) to which I replied ‘how often do you meet a super model who became a Muslim?!?’. We decided to take the tram to Salford Uni because AD was sure that if we got to Salford Quays she would know without a shadow of a doubt how to get to the Uni from there.

As we got closer to Salford Quays AD backed out from her word and says ‘I don’t know where we are’, so we then turn to Amra to guide us to the uni since she worked in the area.
We get to Salford Quay:
Amra says: ‘No, I know this place there is no uni around here’
MD: Are you sure
Amra: Yes I worked here for ages, I’m sure it’s the next tram stop
Next tram stop
Amra: No, it’s not this stop, I know because I worked here and there are no unis around here
MD: Please let’s get off and catch a taxi
Amra: No, there are no taxis around here….trust me I worked here! It’s definitely the next tram stop…I can just feel it!
Broadway tram stop
Amra: Okay everyone lets get off
Nemo: Where are we?
Amra: I don’t know but there are no uni’s around here!!
MD: Huh?!? Forget it, let’s just catch a taxi
Amra: You can’t catch any taxis from around here…trust me I worked here
MD: Ooooh…look there’s the Lowry Outlet Mall, I’m sure they’ll have taxis there, let’s go!

We got to the Lowry Mall and there were no taxis available as no-one was willing to drive up there in the snow. It was around 5.30 at this time, so we decided to just catch a movie in the end. We got subway, and were waiting for the movie to start and I thought let me call Liz (a friend) that I was meant to meet up with at the talk and let her know I’m not coming

MD: Hey Liz, we’re lost and there are no taxis in this God-forbidden place, so we’re just going to catch a movie, sorry.
Liz: Hold on MD, let me get someone to give you directions because the speaker is stuck in traffic because of the snow.
MD: Really?!?

Random sis: You need to exit from on to the main road and turn left at the dual carriageway
MD: Sister, I’m on foot
Random sis: Really?!? Hold on we’re coming to get you

10 minutes later the sister came with a people carrier and we were on our way to the talk despite the fact that it was 6.30 and the talk was scheduled to start at 4.30

Ma Sha Allah

We got to the talk and I rushed to pray a very late Maghrib. As I was doing wudu this little girl comes up to me and asks me to wash her hands, as I am washing her hands this other sister comes and say…’please sister can you just pour some water over my hands’, I took at look at her and she was so beautiful Ma sha Allah and then something clicked in my head

MD: Are you the speaker?
Sister: Yes
MD: Oh! Ma sha Allah, can I say salaam
Aisha Fontaine: sure….asalamu alaikum sister
MD: Wasalaam….you know I thought you were white
Aisha: (laughs)…no, I’m not…are you pleasantly surprised
MD: YES!

I missed the beginning of her story, but I heard it from ‘so this sister and this brother came to my house and spoke with me for 8 hours telling me about Islam. At around mid-night, the brother asks
Bro: So do you want to embrace Islam?
Aisha hesitates
Bro: You know why you’re not converting? Because Satan doesn’t want you to.
Aisha: Ash-hadu an lailaha ilallah, wa ashhadu ana muhamaddur rasulullah

Ma sha Allah

But as soon as she said her shahada her helpers disappeared, this seems to be a great problem nowadays, we as Muslims have a duty to keep in contact with reverts and not just leave them to the pits as soon as they have reverted.

So Aisha went back to her modelling, and working on one of the most prestigious streets in London, Knightsbridge. She continued her work at Chanel as she struggled to land a modelling contract with Models 1 agency which is one of the best modelling agencies in London. Time passed and she lived on her wages from Chanel and the odd modelling contract from Dark and Lovely.

After some time her knowledge of Islam grew and she learnt that as a Muslim she needed to cover so she began wearing a scarf to and from work but took it off once she got to work. One day while she was working, two women approached her asking her all sorts of questions, they turned out to be ‘talent scouts’ from Models 1 agency. They asked her to come down to their office so they see her portfolio, so she did.

When she got to the office she was a wearing a thin scarf over her head, she showed the lady her portfolio and the talent scout was beyond impressed with the amount of work she had done. The lady was about to sign her when she asked Aisha if she could just let her scarf slip so she could get a better look at her, something clicked in Aisha’s head, there was a man behind her and despite modelling her body even after converting something clicked and she said ‘I’m sorry I cant takeoff my scarf, I’m a Muslim’. She left the office after turning down Models 1 agency feeling content and elated despite the fact that this had been her dream for years.

Ma sha Allah

She went back to working at Chanel and she was desperate to leave because they wouldn’t let her wear her hijab at work. But she needed the money badly so she stayed on for a while asking Allah to guide her and help her. She had been there for 6 years when a Chanel hired this young girl. One day the new girl and Aisha got into an argument and it turned physical. Another colleague came to separate them and Aisha went straight to her locker and cleared it and went home. She found out that despite the fact that she had been there for 6 years they dismissed her and let the new girl stay on, so Aisha took them to court for unfair dismissal and they paid out big time for her to not take the issue any further.

Ma Sha Allah

Listening to her story just makes you realise that Allah guides whom He wills, and we should be so grateful that He chose to guide us without us having to ask for it.

I propose that we invite her down for our ‘Role Models’ day program.

2006-02-22T07:57:00.000-08:00

Hmmmmmmm.....I'm in a bit of a dilemma

My parents think that I'm ill because I've been doing too much and not been taking care of myself, which is true but it has lead them to come to the ruling that not only do I have to move back home (which won't make such a big difference seeing as I'm here all the time anyway) but I have to stop everything else but TNS (which is really quite flexible and doesn't demand anything at all) and college, which was fine with me until I remembered all my YM work

So it was reviewed and this the new plan for me:
Monday to Friday - College and any TNS shifts I may choose to take
Saturday - a day of rest (the sabbath)
Sunday - in my mums words 'religious work ie YM, arabic, circles if we ever get them runnig again)

We'll have to see if they ever change their minds but I intend to break the rules and go out every now and again with you guys especially you Giddy A who I haven't seen in absolute ages!

I wonder if they'll let me go to Janet's mendhi...I can't miss that....Oh My Golly Gosh, I'm really worried....I might see some you lot tomorrow but if I don't come (which I will insha Allah because I intend to employ Older AD to smuggle me out of the house) can someone apologise to Janet for me?

This is all ridiculous....I need to gain weight, this whole being under-weight business might be why I have such a weak immune system and am always feeling weak and run-down or maybe I just need to eat lots of oranges!

Being skinny sucks! It really does more so when you're an African and skinny people are seen as being less-attractive in light of the more bootylicious big-gals!

The Little Man

2006-02-21T09:16:00.000-08:00

As you all should know there is a new addition to the family....'the Little Man'.....I now officially have seven brothers!

There's a lot of love in this house for him. He's really cute mA and very cheeky, he picks up things very quickly aswell.....little AD taught him how to say Assalamu alaikum today!

But more than anything he's a cheeky little monkey, when he wants something which he know is wrong he'll look me in the eye and say 'you don't like me!', which pretty much means if you do like me you'll let me do this!lol

He was raised by a non-Muslim family since he was a baby and he's three now. We were all really worried that he was missing his foster family too much but the other day we caught him praying and realised his little heartache(which hopefully wont last too long) will be well worth it in the future!

Allahu Akbar

2006-02-20T19:40:00.000-08:00

Its 3 O'clock in the morning right now and I cant sleep!I've been coughing too much! I normally wouldnt get out of bed but I feared I would wake up my sister who has a long day ahead of her tomorrow!

Does anyone have any magic cough medicine or some home made natural remedies using lots of lemon and black pepper? My own personal favourite is milk, honey and black peppers....it normallly works wonders....try it yourself!

Oh well time to try and get to bed!

2006-02-20T05:52:00.000-08:00

Hello?!?

Hello?!?

Hello?!?

Can anyone hear me?!?

Its so quite in hear!

Wa'Allahu ma'sabireen

2006-02-18T10:51:00.000-08:00

my head is about to roll off my neck

my face is about to fall off

my ears are about to burst

my legs are about to give out under me

and my fingers are about to drop off

2006-02-17T12:30:00.000-08:00

I think I'm dying....I havent left my house for the past 5 days, they've been spent roaming the house, downloading Lost,watching programs that I'd normally never ever watch aka 'Blind date', not sleeping at night and roaming the house some more.

That Native Deen song comes to mind.....

'One day I was ill, was lying sick in bed
sweat did I feel, this pain in my throat and head
crying to myself, about my misery
longed for my health, would soon come back to me'

And to top it all off, I haven't been able to go and get my phone off the lovely sister who picked it up when I left it at the lowry, therefore, haven't had any communication with the outside world, haven't been able to get out except for today and that resulted in a three hour nap and a fit of coughs!

Somebody please apologise to Sister Samaira for me, I haven't been able to contact her and I don't think I'll be leaving me casa anytime soon to retrieve it either.

I guess all there's left is the power of dua!

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I look around and realise there is nothing left

The Lord is my sheperd
I shall not want

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures
He leadeth me beside the still waters

He restoreth my soul
He leadeth me in paths of righteousness through the deep sea

Ameen