-T
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Hard Work
I truly believe that hard work pays off. The hours days that I spent locked up in my room doing homework and writing papers paid off. True, I procrastinated a lot but I put in legit hours and time into my work. and Alhumdulillah I am so glad it worked out so well! Jazakallah
-T
-T
Friday, June 24, 2011
Writer a MOI?
One of my goals in life is to write a book. I haven't written much but I do want to write a book. Maybe just a thing filled with memoirs, and short stories, maybe some poems here and there. OR maybe the next twilight without the supernatural, and little less Nicholas Sparks.
So I'm working on it. Let me know what you think, over HERE!!!
COMMENT ON EVERYTHING please!
<3
So I'm working on it. Let me know what you think, over HERE!!!
COMMENT ON EVERYTHING please!
<3
Fin de Siecle
FIN DE SIECLE
Kind of sounds like "spin the cycle" right? Well, your close! If you take a look closer it means, "The end of the century." I am kind of hoping that this is french since it was involved in my paper on the French Revolution. I will clear that up sooner or later with an edit but as for now.... Let's just believe its French.
So, I know I am old enough to have lived in two centuries, I know most of you read this have. Those of you who haven't well tough luck? Nope, you didn't miss too much, just those days where we didn't have iPod's, cell phones belonged to Business People, and Nintendo had cartridges... oh and this thing called the Internet was just a crazy dream. Okay, yes, you were left out darn!
So my QUESTION to you is, What was the end of the century to you? What happened during that time that changed things for us today? Was is good, bad, we know those MC Hammer pants don't exist anymore...
I would like to hear what you have to say.
<3 T
PS... I'm not that old, Nintendo had cartridges when I was probably five, then they came out with gameboy color! and My mom had a cell phone that was small enough to fit in my pocket, and my dad had the first picture phone. As for the internet, its way better now.
Kind of sounds like "spin the cycle" right? Well, your close! If you take a look closer it means, "The end of the century." I am kind of hoping that this is french since it was involved in my paper on the French Revolution. I will clear that up sooner or later with an edit but as for now.... Let's just believe its French.
So, I know I am old enough to have lived in two centuries, I know most of you read this have. Those of you who haven't well tough luck? Nope, you didn't miss too much, just those days where we didn't have iPod's, cell phones belonged to Business People, and Nintendo had cartridges... oh and this thing called the Internet was just a crazy dream. Okay, yes, you were left out darn!
So my QUESTION to you is, What was the end of the century to you? What happened during that time that changed things for us today? Was is good, bad, we know those MC Hammer pants don't exist anymore...
I would like to hear what you have to say.
<3 T
PS... I'm not that old, Nintendo had cartridges when I was probably five, then they came out with gameboy color! and My mom had a cell phone that was small enough to fit in my pocket, and my dad had the first picture phone. As for the internet, its way better now.
Heroes
Heroes
Heroes
Boonaa Muhammed
My heroes never wore tights or appeared on carton channels
They had long beards and kept clothes above the ankles
No combing the streets, like beasts at night looking for thieves
My heroes fought their egos, and narrated ahadith
And some of my heroes were once bag guys too
Baby killers and highway robbers, if you only knew what they knew
Cause you gotta know a lie in order to recognize the truth
And what the point of knowing truth if you can't back it up with proof
And to prove my heroes were united by a single point of view
Why else would they choose to go against what their fathers used to do?
Unless they knew, that paradise was worth being abused
The best of views, if only you could walk a mile in their shoes,
Oh what I wouldn't do to kick it with Abduallah Ibn Musuud,
Listen to him recite the Quran, sad to go into ruku
Yeah that would be cool, but me and Hamza, we would kick it old school
Joke about the Jahilliya, silly things they used to do
If I could pick my own crew, Salman Al Farsi would have to be in it,
An honest seeker of truth, may Allah bless his spirit,
Have Tea with Julilibib, Coffee with Anas Ibn Malik
Anything to pick their brains and gain a better understanding
Could you imagine taking a class with Abduallah Ibn Abbas
A scholar by the age of 10, just a boy amongst the men
And if I had one friend, it would be Abu Baker as Saddique,
Someone to hold you down and to really represent,
When Sumayya held her chin to her killers, did she think?
We would name our little girls after her to teach them strength
And who cares about these rappers, we got Hassan Ibn Thabit,
Dude was sick with the flow, can't believe you didn't know,
That Zaid was a slave who became one of praise
Lived the American dream, when America was Cree
Umar Bin Khattab was G, held it down for this deen
A real superman, made the devils cross the street
And if I ever had beef, I would call up Khalid Bin Walid
He was a ride or die homie, amongst the Salaf as Saliheen,
And if I close my eyes, man, I could almost see
Bilal amongst the cold morning breeze, Allahu Akbar
Cause surely salah is much better than sleep
Like Abu Sufyan after he embraced the deen
On this earth Talha, was a walking shaheed
And Jafar gave his life for our Ummahs victory
May Allah be pleased and grant them all the highest levels of heaven
Like Uthman ibn Affan, who even the angles were shy in front of
Aisha was a genius, ever word was like a thesis
Mother to all believers, pure like that of Isa's
Khadija held the fetus of Fatima, who was the teacher
Of Hassan and Hussein, sons of Ali who were slain
Man you gotta know these names, cause these people paved the way
It's a shame, we know more about them monkeys on BET
This is our history, all the sacrifices that they made for me
Gave to me, a legacy that I could be proud to keep
Said: Be! It was decreed, that at Badr we were only 300 deep
But with the angels on our side, who could even compete?
Although he was a man of peace who preached speech before the sword
He raged a war against error, the worship of fake Lords
Came to restore the deen that Ibrahim laid before
Extreme in his need to feed miskeen and the poor
Yeah, he was hardcore with his face to the floor
Off praying so long that his feet became sore
Uhhhh, yeah he got down like that
And told all the rich they should pay the zakat
And make the salah, and spread the salaam
And declare Ashdu-la-ilah, Ha-il-allah,
Muhammed a rasooul Allah, Sallau alahe wsalaam,
Was the difference between Jannah and Jahennim,
Like the mailman just delivering a message
Who else do you know with a swagger that's blessed?
The best and perfected, corrected the method
Madina state of mind, coming from the hood of Mecca
Champion companions, homeboys were go-getters
Did it bigger and better, had followers before twitter
The leader of leaders, amir to believers
Enjoined all the good and forbade all the evil
My hero taught people that we were all equal
The best of examples outlined what is legal
Forever I'm grateful for all that he came for
May blessings and peace always reach to my mentor
My teacher, my brother, my hero, my prophet
Muhammed, Sallau alahe wsalaam
And that's how it goes, so tell everyone you know
That this party don't stop till the son of Mary come home
I am pleased with my Lord and Islam as my deen,
May we die on these words, Allahuma, ameen
Hope you enjoyed!
-T
Please help support and spread the poems of Boonaa Muhammed @ www.boonaa.com
They had long beards and kept clothes above the ankles
No combing the streets, like beasts at night looking for thieves
My heroes fought their egos, and narrated ahadith
And some of my heroes were once bag guys too
Baby killers and highway robbers, if you only knew what they knew
Cause you gotta know a lie in order to recognize the truth
And what the point of knowing truth if you can't back it up with proof
And to prove my heroes were united by a single point of view
Why else would they choose to go against what their fathers used to do?
Unless they knew, that paradise was worth being abused
The best of views, if only you could walk a mile in their shoes,
Oh what I wouldn't do to kick it with Abduallah Ibn Musuud,
Listen to him recite the Quran, sad to go into ruku
Yeah that would be cool, but me and Hamza, we would kick it old school
Joke about the Jahilliya, silly things they used to do
If I could pick my own crew, Salman Al Farsi would have to be in it,
An honest seeker of truth, may Allah bless his spirit,
Have Tea with Julilibib, Coffee with Anas Ibn Malik
Anything to pick their brains and gain a better understanding
Could you imagine taking a class with Abduallah Ibn Abbas
A scholar by the age of 10, just a boy amongst the men
And if I had one friend, it would be Abu Baker as Saddique,
Someone to hold you down and to really represent,
When Sumayya held her chin to her killers, did she think?
We would name our little girls after her to teach them strength
And who cares about these rappers, we got Hassan Ibn Thabit,
Dude was sick with the flow, can't believe you didn't know,
That Zaid was a slave who became one of praise
Lived the American dream, when America was Cree
Umar Bin Khattab was G, held it down for this deen
A real superman, made the devils cross the street
And if I ever had beef, I would call up Khalid Bin Walid
He was a ride or die homie, amongst the Salaf as Saliheen,
And if I close my eyes, man, I could almost see
Bilal amongst the cold morning breeze, Allahu Akbar
Cause surely salah is much better than sleep
Like Abu Sufyan after he embraced the deen
On this earth Talha, was a walking shaheed
And Jafar gave his life for our Ummahs victory
May Allah be pleased and grant them all the highest levels of heaven
Like Uthman ibn Affan, who even the angles were shy in front of
Aisha was a genius, ever word was like a thesis
Mother to all believers, pure like that of Isa's
Khadija held the fetus of Fatima, who was the teacher
Of Hassan and Hussein, sons of Ali who were slain
Man you gotta know these names, cause these people paved the way
It's a shame, we know more about them monkeys on BET
This is our history, all the sacrifices that they made for me
Gave to me, a legacy that I could be proud to keep
Said: Be! It was decreed, that at Badr we were only 300 deep
But with the angels on our side, who could even compete?
Although he was a man of peace who preached speech before the sword
He raged a war against error, the worship of fake Lords
Came to restore the deen that Ibrahim laid before
Extreme in his need to feed miskeen and the poor
Yeah, he was hardcore with his face to the floor
Off praying so long that his feet became sore
Uhhhh, yeah he got down like that
And told all the rich they should pay the zakat
And make the salah, and spread the salaam
And declare Ashdu-la-ilah, Ha-il-allah,
Muhammed a rasooul Allah, Sallau alahe wsalaam,
Was the difference between Jannah and Jahennim,
Like the mailman just delivering a message
Who else do you know with a swagger that's blessed?
The best and perfected, corrected the method
Madina state of mind, coming from the hood of Mecca
Champion companions, homeboys were go-getters
Did it bigger and better, had followers before twitter
The leader of leaders, amir to believers
Enjoined all the good and forbade all the evil
My hero taught people that we were all equal
The best of examples outlined what is legal
Forever I'm grateful for all that he came for
May blessings and peace always reach to my mentor
My teacher, my brother, my hero, my prophet
Muhammed, Sallau alahe wsalaam
And that's how it goes, so tell everyone you know
That this party don't stop till the son of Mary come home
I am pleased with my Lord and Islam as my deen,
May we die on these words, Allahuma, ameen
Hope you enjoyed!
-T
Please help support and spread the poems of Boonaa Muhammed @ www.boonaa.com
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Blessed Eyes
Abdullah bin Amr narrated that Rasul Allah (sal Allahu alaihi wasallam) said: “Two eyes will not be touched by Hellfire: An eye that cries from the fear of Allah, and an eye that spent the night in a guard post (in jihad) in the path of Allah.” [Tirmidhi]
This hadith shows the significance of being on the alert for the protection of Muslims.
When there is an Islamic state in which Allah's laws are supreme, not subordinate to man-made laws, then Jihad is Fard Kifayah. This is because if Muslims give up Jihad altogether, the aspirations of the Kuffar to take over Muslim lands are emboldened. This is what has happened since the destruction of the Khilafah. Moreover, the justice of Islam is for all humankind. Others may not be left to suffer under oppressive man-made systems while guidance from Allah (subhana wa ta'ala) is present.
The four fuqaha (jurists), the ulema (scholars), the mufassireen (scholars of tafseer), and the muhaditheen (scholars of hadith), all agree that if Muslim land is occupied by as much as a handspan, Jihad becomes Fard Ayn.
Furthermore, the fuqahaa have stated that if a part of a Muslim land is unable to expel the enemy, either due to lack of resources or laziness or negligence, on the part of the Muslims living there, then the obligation spreads in a circular fashion to those surrounding them [Ibn Abidin, Ibn Nujaym, Ibn al-Humam, al-Kakaani]. This obligation will continue to spread until the obligation of repelling the enemy is fulfilled.
Another condition under which Jihad becomes Fard Ayn is if there is a single Muslim prisoner in the hands of the Kuffar.
-Daily Hadith App!
This hadith shows the significance of being on the alert for the protection of Muslims.
When there is an Islamic state in which Allah's laws are supreme, not subordinate to man-made laws, then Jihad is Fard Kifayah. This is because if Muslims give up Jihad altogether, the aspirations of the Kuffar to take over Muslim lands are emboldened. This is what has happened since the destruction of the Khilafah. Moreover, the justice of Islam is for all humankind. Others may not be left to suffer under oppressive man-made systems while guidance from Allah (subhana wa ta'ala) is present.
The four fuqaha (jurists), the ulema (scholars), the mufassireen (scholars of tafseer), and the muhaditheen (scholars of hadith), all agree that if Muslim land is occupied by as much as a handspan, Jihad becomes Fard Ayn.
Furthermore, the fuqahaa have stated that if a part of a Muslim land is unable to expel the enemy, either due to lack of resources or laziness or negligence, on the part of the Muslims living there, then the obligation spreads in a circular fashion to those surrounding them [Ibn Abidin, Ibn Nujaym, Ibn al-Humam, al-Kakaani]. This obligation will continue to spread until the obligation of repelling the enemy is fulfilled.
Another condition under which Jihad becomes Fard Ayn is if there is a single Muslim prisoner in the hands of the Kuffar.
-Daily Hadith App!
Ayatul Kursi
An email from my dad.
-T
Ayatul Kursi
Please forward this to all so that they can benefit
from this message.
It is said that when the angel of death is taking the
rooh (soul) out of the body that passes away , it
is a painful experience. They say that when the dead
awake on Qiyaamah, the effect of the rooh being taken
out will still be felt.
Therefore, ALLAH has told us to recite the Ayatul
Kursi after every Fard salaat and it has been
stated that whoever recites this, their rooh will be
taken out as you would take out a strand of hair from
a pile of flour. How light would that feel,
Ma'shALLAH! May Allah save us from any sort of pain
and may He let us die with Imaan in our hearts and
save us from the azaab.
There is no word as beautiful as Allah, no example as
beautiful as Rasulallah Salallahu - alaihe wasallam,
no lesson as beautiful as Islam , no song as
melodious as Adhan, no charity as meaningful as
Zakaat, no encyclopedia as perfect as Al Quran, no
exercise as perfect as Namaz, no diet as perfect as
fasting and no journey as perfect as Hajj.
Let us realize that Islam is ever beautiful &
perfect.
Please forward this message to as many as you can.
-T
Ayatul Kursi
Please forward this to all so that they can benefit
from this message.
It is said that when the angel of death is taking the
rooh (soul) out of the body that passes away , it
is a painful experience. They say that when the dead
awake on Qiyaamah, the effect of the rooh being taken
out will still be felt.
Therefore, ALLAH has told us to recite the Ayatul
Kursi after every Fard salaat and it has been
stated that whoever recites this, their rooh will be
taken out as you would take out a strand of hair from
a pile of flour. How light would that feel,
Ma'shALLAH! May Allah save us from any sort of pain
and may He let us die with Imaan in our hearts and
save us from the azaab.
There is no word as beautiful as Allah, no example as
beautiful as Rasulallah Salallahu - alaihe wasallam,
no lesson as beautiful as Islam , no song as
melodious as Adhan, no charity as meaningful as
Zakaat, no encyclopedia as perfect as Al Quran, no
exercise as perfect as Namaz, no diet as perfect as
fasting and no journey as perfect as Hajj.
Let us realize that Islam is ever beautiful &
perfect.
Please forward this message to as many as you can.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
The Scientist
The Scientist
Coldplay
Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets
And ask me your questions
Oh, lets go back to the start
Running in circles
Coming up tails
Heads on a science apart.
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start.
I was just guessing
At numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science
Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me
Oh, and I rush to the start
Running in circles
Chasing our tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
Oh it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I'm going back to the start
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets
And ask me your questions
Oh, lets go back to the start
Running in circles
Coming up tails
Heads on a science apart.
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start.
I was just guessing
At numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science
Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me
Oh, and I rush to the start
Running in circles
Chasing our tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
Oh it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I'm going back to the start
<3 T
I'm Sorry
Monday, June 20, 2011
Sense of Belonging
Like I have said in a previous post, Facebook is truly amazing in conveying messages.
It is so true. The world is scary. So scary in fact, that you always fear your actions and you always second guess your choices and you always have a backup plan in case your goal back fires. You go through life just wondering how to make the next second worth it. Most people my age, sleep, work, study, and eat. I can say for a fact that most of my friends from high school have forgotten about Islam.
I love that I got involved within the JMIC Youth Group, Alhumdulillah, I never thought I would be as accepted as I was. I was expecting everyone to be cold and strict. But this group of kids, teens, and 20-somethings have proved me wrong. Mashallah they are fun and energetic, they always have something different up their sleeves. I hope all of you get your place in jannat. Thank you for everything you have done!
I hope you strengthen your Deen and Iman. The world won't last forever, and neither will you.
- T
Alhumdulillah, how fortunate we are to wake up everyday & know that we know the Truth..and to have a clear understanding of our purpose and a direction of how to be successful.
-Haroon ChaudhryThis is Brother Haroon's status for the day. Mashallah, everyday he writes something as real as this and I always wonder how he comes up with or finds these inspirational quotes from the Quran and from life to post on his wall. I hope Allah (SWT) grants you jannat.
Its such a scary world to wake up to and be confused & lost about what the purpose of our existance is..and the only things to look forward to are work, school hanging out w/ friends etc..you just wander around like a lost soul..but everyone in this network is extremely fortunate, more than they realize to have someone teaching them about this. Please don't take this for granted and absorb the knowledge so that you can pass it forward as well.
-Haroon ChaudhryWith this, he explains his status update in a more broad spectrum.
It is so true. The world is scary. So scary in fact, that you always fear your actions and you always second guess your choices and you always have a backup plan in case your goal back fires. You go through life just wondering how to make the next second worth it. Most people my age, sleep, work, study, and eat. I can say for a fact that most of my friends from high school have forgotten about Islam.
I love that I got involved within the JMIC Youth Group, Alhumdulillah, I never thought I would be as accepted as I was. I was expecting everyone to be cold and strict. But this group of kids, teens, and 20-somethings have proved me wrong. Mashallah they are fun and energetic, they always have something different up their sleeves. I hope all of you get your place in jannat. Thank you for everything you have done!
I hope you strengthen your Deen and Iman. The world won't last forever, and neither will you.
- T
Truth Be Told...
By now you should know that I am not he type of person to make up a story to feed to my parents, or the type of person who kisses up to people just because I can. No, I will tell you like it is. I will say sorry if I know it is going to hurt you, but I am only saving you from what you would feel later on.
Almost everyone I know wants me to kiss up to the women I meet at social gatherings, but I can't and I won't. Why? Because why should they like me for being fake and judgmental? I want to be real. If I like what you are wearing I will tell you. and By the way, I will not tell people they look ugly, because that's just mean. and I will not be mean just because I can...
I believe I am a sweet person, I have been told so. but Truth be told, I am real as anything. Don't ask me to lie, because I won't not unless I know the truth will bring the person to their knees.
I also want to take this chance and say that I am sorry if I hurt any of you. I never meant to, and I hope that one day soon you can forgive me.
One of my close friend asked me point blank, "Do you think I am stuck up?" I responded with, "You know I am going to tell you the truth right?". Knowing that I was she said, "Yeah, that's why I am asking you." I looked her straight in the eye and told her the truth. If she had asked anyone else they would have denied her question completely. The girl is amazing but she has her flaws just like everyone else. She knew she would get the truth from me and I gave her what she asked/looked for.
Now, I know that most of you might be think damn, this girl is hard, but I am just as soft. Even though I don't go looking for it I get a lot of feedback on me, myself, and I. I make most of it and the other part is usually my mom and then random people who don't have a life will make an assumption. So my point is that ask me about the world and I will tell you the truth. Tell me to fix my flaws and I will listen. The bitter truth always hurts, but its sweeter than having nothing.
Almost everyone I know wants me to kiss up to the women I meet at social gatherings, but I can't and I won't. Why? Because why should they like me for being fake and judgmental? I want to be real. If I like what you are wearing I will tell you. and By the way, I will not tell people they look ugly, because that's just mean. and I will not be mean just because I can...
I believe I am a sweet person, I have been told so. but Truth be told, I am real as anything. Don't ask me to lie, because I won't not unless I know the truth will bring the person to their knees.
I also want to take this chance and say that I am sorry if I hurt any of you. I never meant to, and I hope that one day soon you can forgive me.
T
Heartfelt Hard Work
I like to think that I work hard to make everyone happy. It kills me to know that I have hurt someone, or that someone thinks that I don't care. I do, I do care. I went over to my best friends house after I she was broken hearted and consoled her. I drove to my other friends house in the middle of the night to make sure I would be there the whole day of her engagement. I actually did a lot for her, and here is where the reason for my post belongs.
I did her hair, told the makeup lady to throw more color into her face (the idiot wouldn't do it), and I fixed her dupata (the scarf part of the outfit) onto her head. I also fixed her zipper after I broke it and told her that she had no reason to be nervous. I talked to her all day about how she felt and I made sure she was happy doing everything. We did a lot of stuff last minute and I had fun doing it. Her mom was nervous throughout the day and we even consoled her a bit.
All in all I had fun and I wish her all the best! So yes I will do anything and everything for my family and friends because they mean the world to me. I will bend over backwards. and Somewhere along the line I will get shot straight in the heart, and I will get over it. So I love you guys for what you do for me and what I can do for you!
Inshallah, you have an amazing future ahead of you so make lemonade out of every lemon, whether it be blue, green, or rotten.
<3
T
I did her hair, told the makeup lady to throw more color into her face (the idiot wouldn't do it), and I fixed her dupata (the scarf part of the outfit) onto her head. I also fixed her zipper after I broke it and told her that she had no reason to be nervous. I talked to her all day about how she felt and I made sure she was happy doing everything. We did a lot of stuff last minute and I had fun doing it. Her mom was nervous throughout the day and we even consoled her a bit.
All in all I had fun and I wish her all the best! So yes I will do anything and everything for my family and friends because they mean the world to me. I will bend over backwards. and Somewhere along the line I will get shot straight in the heart, and I will get over it. So I love you guys for what you do for me and what I can do for you!
Inshallah, you have an amazing future ahead of you so make lemonade out of every lemon, whether it be blue, green, or rotten.
<3
T
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Upside Down
"Upside Down"
Jack Johnson
Who's to say
What's impossible
Well they forgot
This world keeps spinning
And with each new day
I can feel a change in everything
And as the surface breaks reflections fade
But in some ways they remain the same
And as my mind begins to spread its wings
There's no stopping curiosity
I want to turn the whole thing upside down
I'll find the things they say just can't be found
I'll share this love I find with everyone
We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs
I don't want this feeling to go away
Who's to say
I can't do everything
Well I can try
And as I roll along I begin to find
Things aren't always just what they seem
I want to turn the whole thing upside down
I'll find the things they say just can't be found
I'll share this love I find with everyone
We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs
This world keeps spinning and there's no time to waste
Well it all keeps spinning spinning round and round and
Upside down
Who's to say what's impossible and can't be found
I don't want this feeling to go away
Please don't go away
Please don't go away
Please don't go away
Is this how it's supposed to be
Is this how it's supposed to be
-T
Monday, June 13, 2011
Social Network
I love the power of Facebook. The amount of motivation, discouragement, opinions, likes, dislikes, complains, and PROCRASTINATION you see on here is truly just inspirational. I will live off of your words, because that is what writing is all about.
Found this on a friends status:
-T
Found this on a friends status:
We are living like possessed zombies..feeling so weak & hopeless..oppressed & brainwashed to be so weak to money, the materials of the world & our own desires..yet everyone is living stressful & feeling empty. We need to be strong & break away from this guilt & fear & reach out to everyone around us.
-T
Alhumdulillah
I look around me sometimes and all I can think is Alhumdulillah. For those of you that don't know what "Alhamdulillah" means:
-T
Alhamdulillah or (الحمد لله) is an Arabic phrase meaning "Praise to God" or "All praise is due to Allah," similar to the Hebrew phrase Halelu Yah (Hallelujah). In everyday speech it simply means "Thank God!"
There is so much to be thankful for. Alhumdulillah!-Wikipedia
-T
Sunday, June 12, 2011
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T - Aretha Franklin I can't believe what some girls think "respect" means. A few of my friends believe that the guy in their lives love and RESPECT them so much. I really don't understand how they think they are earning or being treated with respect when the guy has his hands all over them. That, people is not respect. IF he respected you then he wouldn't help you sneak behind your parents backs, he would confront your parents and follow their wishes. IF he respected you then he would keep his distance. If he respected you then it would never go further than phone calls, emails, and text messages. Because if it was respect then he would connect with your soul and nothing else. The touching and groping is disrespect and its definitely not even close to your own self-respect because you let it happen. Please realize where you are going wrong and invest some time into what respect really means. It totally threw me off when I found out what had happened, and all the while she was angry with another on of our friend for doing the SAME thing. Thanks -T |
Friday, June 10, 2011
Run Run Rudolph
I am always rushing to meet deadlines and appointments. The funny part to this is that I'm always scheduled. I have schedules all over the place, what time to wake up, what to do, when to be where, when to leave to reach point B. Its always either in my mind, on my phone, or in writing; in my planner or on a piece of paper. But how do I always end up making it right on time when I give myself that extra 15, or end up being late even though I calculated traffic into the equation? and The days that I am early, I am way early. So I'm thinking, how is this going to effect my future, and by future I am talking about the next year... When I have that real time job and I need to be at work at a certain time. Is it going to be a regular schedule? Am I just going to know? Right now I know that I can be at work at any time and have my work done ahead of schedule. That totally pleases me, but then again there are off days where I burn every scone, and the salads are over powered by vinaigrette (no, today was not one of those days!). Thank God it's not a everyday thing!
My point however, is that who says that we can't be late and still make everything work? Why is it that we need to be punctual all the time? Why? I have the answer to that by the way... Because society demands it. Living in America, if your not punctual you are considered to be arrogant and lazy. Basically selfish and uncaring of other peoples PRECIOUS time. UM, hello! If I'm on time then why is the professor late, why does my boss walk-in half way through a meeting, and why do I have to wait hours at the doctors office?
My professor is being paid by me to teach me things I don't know, but if I am late then "oh hey, one you are disturbing my class, and two late again and its an absence, DUDE I AM PAYING YOU, quit complaining! My boss, is late, because his wife burned his breakfast, well in this case you are paying me BUT don't show me an attitude when the reports are presented wrong to the staff, because I DID CALL YOU COUNTLESS TIMES, oh and for your information I DIDN'T eat breakfast, just so I could be on time. As for the doctor, people of the world, STOP GOOGLE-ING YOUR made-up ILLNESSES and let the doc do their job!
The world we live in is a paradox of hypocrisy! I feel like my life is that scene from Home Alone, where the characters are running through the airport to catch their flight, making it but forgetting they left their son at home.
So run, run, Rudolph, I'm reeling like a merry go round.
<3 T
My point however, is that who says that we can't be late and still make everything work? Why is it that we need to be punctual all the time? Why? I have the answer to that by the way... Because society demands it. Living in America, if your not punctual you are considered to be arrogant and lazy. Basically selfish and uncaring of other peoples PRECIOUS time. UM, hello! If I'm on time then why is the professor late, why does my boss walk-in half way through a meeting, and why do I have to wait hours at the doctors office?
My professor is being paid by me to teach me things I don't know, but if I am late then "oh hey, one you are disturbing my class, and two late again and its an absence, DUDE I AM PAYING YOU, quit complaining! My boss, is late, because his wife burned his breakfast, well in this case you are paying me BUT don't show me an attitude when the reports are presented wrong to the staff, because I DID CALL YOU COUNTLESS TIMES, oh and for your information I DIDN'T eat breakfast, just so I could be on time. As for the doctor, people of the world, STOP GOOGLE-ING YOUR made-up ILLNESSES and let the doc do their job!
The world we live in is a paradox of hypocrisy! I feel like my life is that scene from Home Alone, where the characters are running through the airport to catch their flight, making it but forgetting they left their son at home.
So run, run, Rudolph, I'm reeling like a merry go round.
<3 T
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Caste
This is a homework assignment for history that I wrote and I actually liked the topic enough to post it here.
After stating the individual efforts of the population Sieyès asks “who puts them forth?” and answers the question with, “The third Estate.” Until now the third estate was not mentioned. Now that it has, it is still questioned as the title states, “What is the third Estate?”. Abbe Sieyes then continues into the “Public Functions”, which is the four heads, or states of affairs known as “the sword, the robe, the church, and the administration. He then goes onto say that the third estate is buried under the abuse of the privledged classes. That the third estate is no more than the lower class.
The third estate according to Sieyes is not eligible for anything other then what is already a given. "Whatever may be your services, whatever may be your abilities, you shall go thus far; you may not pass beyond!", this is like picking a “go to jail” in a game of monopoly, and in fine print is says do not collect the $200 that is given to every player when they pass “Go”. The game and his explanation of the third estate are similar in the way that the individual is limited to the rules and regulations set for them. The third estate follows them and if found to be cheating there are repercussions to be added to the deal. Where in the game the same repercussions are had and the individual is left ashamed and left out for a moment in time.
The game however is a game, where reality happens every day. “Who then shall dare to say that the Third Estate has not within itself all that is necessary for the formation of a complete nation?” The estate does provide what it can for itself it is looked down upon and is in the shambles of the working class. So all in all the functionality of the third estate is all but normal but too low for the classes above them to accept as equality.
To answer the question asked, “What is the third estate?”, the third estate is the working class. The individuals that work every drop of blood and sweat to stay alive and move to the top of their caste level. They might even try to achieve the highest caste but only to fail in the attempt, simply because they weren’t born into the system of the privileged. They do however, make the best of it by claiming imperium in imperia, an empire within an empire. They have all the standing to become and empire of their own but are stopped and barricaded by society.
What is the Third Estate?
Sieyes starts by the individual efforts for each class. The first class is consisted of those that provide agricultural labor, the second consists of those who perfect or supply the population with the product that the world can prosper with. The third class however, consists of those who sell the product and make a profit from the sales of the goods, they are those who bring demands and comparison to the market. The fourth and last class consists of those who bring all of three above classes together.
After stating the individual efforts of the population Sieyès asks “who puts them forth?” and answers the question with, “The third Estate.” Until now the third estate was not mentioned. Now that it has, it is still questioned as the title states, “What is the third Estate?”. Abbe Sieyes then continues into the “Public Functions”, which is the four heads, or states of affairs known as “the sword, the robe, the church, and the administration. He then goes onto say that the third estate is buried under the abuse of the privledged classes. That the third estate is no more than the lower class.
The third estate according to Sieyes is not eligible for anything other then what is already a given. "Whatever may be your services, whatever may be your abilities, you shall go thus far; you may not pass beyond!", this is like picking a “go to jail” in a game of monopoly, and in fine print is says do not collect the $200 that is given to every player when they pass “Go”. The game and his explanation of the third estate are similar in the way that the individual is limited to the rules and regulations set for them. The third estate follows them and if found to be cheating there are repercussions to be added to the deal. Where in the game the same repercussions are had and the individual is left ashamed and left out for a moment in time.
The game however is a game, where reality happens every day. “Who then shall dare to say that the Third Estate has not within itself all that is necessary for the formation of a complete nation?” The estate does provide what it can for itself it is looked down upon and is in the shambles of the working class. So all in all the functionality of the third estate is all but normal but too low for the classes above them to accept as equality.
To answer the question asked, “What is the third estate?”, the third estate is the working class. The individuals that work every drop of blood and sweat to stay alive and move to the top of their caste level. They might even try to achieve the highest caste but only to fail in the attempt, simply because they weren’t born into the system of the privileged. They do however, make the best of it by claiming imperium in imperia, an empire within an empire. They have all the standing to become and empire of their own but are stopped and barricaded by society.
By: T. Aamir
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
ICNA - Islamic Circle of North America
This past Memorial Day weekend, I went to the ICNA Convention in CT.
I learned so much more about Islam during this event and I fell even more in love with my religion. There were so many inspirational speakers. They all spoke in a way that you couldn't be distracted.
The one battle that you never win but always fight, is your sincerity (towards religion) - Yasir Qadhi
Obedience, courage, and trust. This are the three factors Prophet Musa needed... - Nouman Ali Khan
Never lose hope in Allahs mercy or be pessimistic about his mercy. - Yasir Qadhi #icna2011
Its not how you are born or live but how you die! - Imam Siraj Wahaj
Even the devil believes in god so what does that make you? - Boonaa Muhammed
You can hide everything from your parents, the girl or boy, the pot, the drinking and partying. But how do you plan on hiding all of this from the one you cant see but he can see
your every action and know more about you than you know about you? - Imam Siraj Wahaj
Not to mention there were a lot of artists too, Imam Faraz Khan had amazing work to display.
They all had so much to give and taught me so much about life. I will have more up soon but alhumdulillah this trip was truly amazing and exactly what I needed.
-T
Established in 1968, the Islamic Circle of North America was a response to the growing need for a supportive Muslim community in North America. The organization initially focused on educating its growing membership about Islam, the goal being to adhere to Islamic values amongst a religiously diverse community. In the early 70s, ICNA members, the majority of whom were of South Asian descent, focused their efforts on education and personal/spiritual development.
In November of 1977, nearly a decade after its formation, ICNA members met and discussed the need for Islamic work based in North America. After drafting and adopting a new detailed constitution, the organization formally became known as the Islamic Circle of North America (ICNA). With a new name and new direction, members of ICNA were determined to become an inclusive, diverse organization, and adopted English as their official language. ICNA’s work towards establishing a place for Islam in America began.
That's the description off of their website. I, for one had a blast. The experience was definitely different. Going as a group with people I didn't know was different as well. But after spending three days with Islam and a group of 40 people I had never met before was amazing. I loved every part of it and the biggest thing I realized was that these men and women are extremely friendly and welcoming. I never felt like a outside the whole time. Thank you everyone for making this even more memorable that I expected it to be.
With the 80s came several key expansion projects—ICNA Sisters’ Wing was formed in 1980, ICNA’s main headquarters established in Jamaica, Queens in 1984 and the annual convention celebrated its 10th year in 1985. With a central location from which to base its efforts, ICNA was able to launch numerous projects, many of which still thrive today. ICNA Relief, 877-Why Islam, Young Muslims, the National Shura Council, the Message International, Muslim Alert Network, Muslim Savings and Investments (MSI) and more branches were formed throughout the following years to cater to the needs of the American Muslim community. Along with the national convention, clusters of ICNA chapters across North America hosted annual regional conferences; Neighbor Nets were formed for members of local chapters to meet on a consistent basis. 1993 marked a milestone in ICNA’s history, as it’s Charter and By-Laws were approved and adopted.
In the past decade, ICNA has expanded its reach across the US while maintaining an active presence in local communities. Muslim Family Day, first hosted at Six Flags in the year 2000, now attracts nearly 50,000 a year. The ICNA Council for Social Justice, a branch of ICNA dedicated to representing the Muslim voice on matters of social justice was formed in 2009. ICNA has worked to establish connections between Islam and the public, collaborating with numerous Muslim organizations to reach this end. ICNA also works closely with many national interfaith organizations for the betterment of society. By focusing on self-development, education, outreach and social services, ICNA has cemented its place as a leading grassroots organization in the American Muslim community.
I learned so much more about Islam during this event and I fell even more in love with my religion. There were so many inspirational speakers. They all spoke in a way that you couldn't be distracted.
The one battle that you never win but always fight, is your sincerity (towards religion) - Yasir Qadhi
Obedience, courage, and trust. This are the three factors Prophet Musa needed... - Nouman Ali Khan
Never lose hope in Allahs mercy or be pessimistic about his mercy. - Yasir Qadhi #icna2011
Its not how you are born or live but how you die! - Imam Siraj Wahaj
Even the devil believes in god so what does that make you? - Boonaa Muhammed
You can hide everything from your parents, the girl or boy, the pot, the drinking and partying. But how do you plan on hiding all of this from the one you cant see but he can see
your every action and know more about you than you know about you? - Imam Siraj Wahaj
Not to mention there were a lot of artists too, Imam Faraz Khan had amazing work to display.
Family First: Five Essentials of a Happy FamilyCheck out more of his work at the Liberal Arts Forum.
By Faraz Khan
They all had so much to give and taught me so much about life. I will have more up soon but alhumdulillah this trip was truly amazing and exactly what I needed.
-T
Tell me something...
Tell me something.
Tell me that you don't care.
That you rather not stare
Show me that you are not here
Tell me something
I just need a reason
A reason to understand
That these days aren't supposed to be like prison
Tell me anything
Come to me and tell me
It’s over or that I can’t be
In your life no more
Please show me what you
Are thinking. This feeling
Makes me want to crawl
To a corner and cry
Why? Why won't you speak?
Why won’t you seek?
Why won’t you leak?
Why are you so weak?
I am strong and waiting
To hear the undeniable truth
That you hold on your tongue, but
Don’t want the hurt that words may cause
I want to know, what is it?
What have I done?
What have I said?
What have I seen?
That’s so bad that
You avoid being seen
With me by your side
Tell me something
Tell me something
Anything just tell me its
Not true, that I’m just flying
In the clouds of assumption
Please make my heart calmer
And tell me something
Something that I wish I knew about
Tell me everything I did wrong.
By: aAMIRicle
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