Have you ever felt so wretched that you are disgusted at yourself..?have your ever felt the pain of seeing your family fall apart, relationships break and sadness and pain strike you like a thunderbolt...thats what im feeling today watching hearing my dad voice his concern over us, the following silent argument with my mom...watching the tie of relationships loosen even though no breaking...it feels like two threads joined together on their last strand...which is soo feeble and so weak that a gust of wind may break it.
sometimes we become so selfinvolved we dont see whats happening around us...to the extent of even overlooking the people around us who are right there waiting for us to turn around with a look of affection and a smile in our eyes...and what do we do...we take them to be a compulsion, an unwanted distraction from our time
in todays world we give more time to the computer and mobile phone than our loved ones and im not blaming the others i belong the the blamed as much as the person next to me....we can live without our loved ones but without our computer we cannot imagine how our life would be
our friends thoughts and advices value much more than our parents....talking to our friends is much more important than talking to our family....
we hate going to family gatherings because we are not very fond of a few particular relatives
but when with our friends we can stand the people we hate just to be with them.....
talking to your dad or mom regarding your life is embarassing...but talking to your boyfriend/girlfriend is "sharing your problems with someone"
in todyas worlds relationships are disintegrating we are more dependant on technology than love
everything is a compulsion a duty....we live a meaningless existance and we refuse to believe it
we care about no one but ourselves
we do not care about the future or the past, peace or war, calamity and death we live an unexamined life but the truth is...our life will be examined...we will be questioned but Allah (SWT) what we made of our lives what we did what we did not do
the question that arises is will we be able to answer?
and if we are what will we say?
we wasted our lives doing nothing...when we think about life it is a pointless existance we are living...surely there must be a reason why we are here....even though deep inside the answer is within us we are here for a purpose which we know and recognise very well...only we refuse to see it...even when its glaring right into our faces...we continue to live an unexamined life..
May Allah (SWT) help us all
Friday, October 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
10 things
Ten things i really want to do:P!
1. My driving license
2.meeting omama
3.meeting all my friends in one place at one time
4.Meeting closest circle all together for an overnight
5. Meeting the right guy in a perfect place
6.dying a happy death with Imaan(faith)
7.Dancing in the rain(and getting kissed if possible:P)
8.Getting married....obviously not so soon...but yeah...weirdly as much as thinking bout it freaks me out..its something i wait for
9.going for extreme sports....i desire that adrenaline rush...bungee jumping,,,,sky diving...cliff diving...etc...
10.Doing something totally out of character xP
1. My driving license
2.meeting omama
3.meeting all my friends in one place at one time
4.Meeting closest circle all together for an overnight
5. Meeting the right guy in a perfect place
6.dying a happy death with Imaan(faith)
7.Dancing in the rain(and getting kissed if possible:P)
8.Getting married....obviously not so soon...but yeah...weirdly as much as thinking bout it freaks me out..its something i wait for
9.going for extreme sports....i desire that adrenaline rush...bungee jumping,,,,sky diving...cliff diving...etc...
10.Doing something totally out of character xP
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Love is.......
Love is uninhibited
and pure
it seeks not to cage you
but to liberate you
you feel like an
eagle soaring through the skies
not stopping
not looking back...
thoroughly enjoying the journey
that is the euphoria of love..
its like free fall
without fear of physical hurt
and then
SCREEECHH BAm...rides over buddy
gone is the rush of adrenaline...phermones arent flying anymore
reality settles in...
every good thing must come to an end
everything is temporary
from the darkness of night...to the brightness of the day
from the sunser to sunrise
but there is always hope
light will follow the darkness yet again..and the sun will rise...powerful and strong...to bear another day..
the walls we build up to guard our heart can be scaled again..
or they maybe bulldozed
you never know when the theif called love
would steal your heart...teach it how to beat for another
never to return it.....
*sigh*...im not in love...really..no...
im just reading too many romance novels
so ive gone a bit loony in the head:P!
quote: the magic of our first love is the ignorance that it can never fade!
and pure
it seeks not to cage you
but to liberate you
you feel like an
eagle soaring through the skies
not stopping
not looking back...
thoroughly enjoying the journey
that is the euphoria of love..
its like free fall
without fear of physical hurt
and then
SCREEECHH BAm...rides over buddy
gone is the rush of adrenaline...phermones arent flying anymore
reality settles in...
every good thing must come to an end
everything is temporary
from the darkness of night...to the brightness of the day
from the sunser to sunrise
but there is always hope
light will follow the darkness yet again..and the sun will rise...powerful and strong...to bear another day..
the walls we build up to guard our heart can be scaled again..
or they maybe bulldozed
you never know when the theif called love
would steal your heart...teach it how to beat for another
never to return it.....
*sigh*...im not in love...really..no...
im just reading too many romance novels
so ive gone a bit loony in the head:P!
quote: the magic of our first love is the ignorance that it can never fade!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Ramadan is here!
Another year bites the dust
another ramadan has come to us
a time of bountiful blessings
and merciful forgiveness,
the devil is caged the world seems cleaner
an air of piety settles around us...resolutions are made to be a better person, a better muslim, to fulfil zakaat to pray, to do taubah, to meet relatives...a time of delicious iftars and the countdown for eid
Ramadan Kareem!
another ramadan has come to us
a time of bountiful blessings
and merciful forgiveness,
the devil is caged the world seems cleaner
an air of piety settles around us...resolutions are made to be a better person, a better muslim, to fulfil zakaat to pray, to do taubah, to meet relatives...a time of delicious iftars and the countdown for eid
Ramadan Kareem!
The French Controversy Against The Abaya
when i was in india.....flipping through the newspaper i came across this headline that caught my eye, the burqa/abaya was going to be banned in france....reading further, it had really created an uproar it seemed but its actually very sad, wearing an abaya or head scarf is something that a muslim woman does on choice...even though in Islam it is incumbent upon her to actually start covering her head and bosom once attaining puberty...but its rather taken as a choice, i want to ask...that when a nun covers her self totally why isnt she questioned and looked down upon...rather she is regarded with respect
a woman in an abaya is respected in the gulf, where as once she steps out of it, she finds stuff like backward, inferior and un-modern thrown on her, but wearing an abaya actually symbolises a feeling of security and power, that even though she can very well not wear an abaya she makes the better choice of covering herself, we live in a world where people talk about freedom of rights and all that bullshit....but muslims all round the world are still looked down upon.
even the sharukh khan case where he was detained at the airport simply because of his name...and he himself has said that when he travels to the US often he is asked to take his clothes off for checking.....if such a world renowned actor is subjected to such treatment, what would the ordinary people be going through in various parts around the world
a woman in an abaya is respected in the gulf, where as once she steps out of it, she finds stuff like backward, inferior and un-modern thrown on her, but wearing an abaya actually symbolises a feeling of security and power, that even though she can very well not wear an abaya she makes the better choice of covering herself, we live in a world where people talk about freedom of rights and all that bullshit....but muslims all round the world are still looked down upon.
even the sharukh khan case where he was detained at the airport simply because of his name...and he himself has said that when he travels to the US often he is asked to take his clothes off for checking.....if such a world renowned actor is subjected to such treatment, what would the ordinary people be going through in various parts around the world
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
My first post=)!
I've always loved writing,reading blogs...always wished to have one of my own...
but I've always been afraid of the response I would receive...but thinking about it...i realised...its actually my thoughts which i want to put forward...so why in the world should i really care....coz whatever response ill receive would actually be constructive~~
anyways enough of all that
ive been pushed my a few friends and a cousin , in his words if my blog works well...i could very well start earning...he sees it as a gr8 way to earn fast cash!:P
but i dont really care...im just trying my hand at something new...venturing into an unknown territory kinda thing...and its something i dont usually do..i prefer to stay in my own shell with lots of fictional stories....and frankly saying ....the fiction i read has really warped my imagination,the way i think,talk and feel about myself....
anyway...mainly i was inspired to write a blog by my brothers best friend...who i must say is an awesome writer...i would love to write as well as the people whose blogs i read but its a far off thought
my moms just arrived from india...ill better go see her now
ciao!
but I've always been afraid of the response I would receive...but thinking about it...i realised...its actually my thoughts which i want to put forward...so why in the world should i really care....coz whatever response ill receive would actually be constructive~~
anyways enough of all that
ive been pushed my a few friends and a cousin , in his words if my blog works well...i could very well start earning...he sees it as a gr8 way to earn fast cash!:P
but i dont really care...im just trying my hand at something new...venturing into an unknown territory kinda thing...and its something i dont usually do..i prefer to stay in my own shell with lots of fictional stories....and frankly saying ....the fiction i read has really warped my imagination,the way i think,talk and feel about myself....
anyway...mainly i was inspired to write a blog by my brothers best friend...who i must say is an awesome writer...i would love to write as well as the people whose blogs i read but its a far off thought
my moms just arrived from india...ill better go see her now
ciao!
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