-In America, people are so hostile, nobody want to share, to mingle, to smile. We all just need to care some more.
-There are two things money can’t buy: health and the eternal life.
-I’m like a horse with my blinders on; I don’t need to be poisoned by the people on this earth. I know there’s light at the end of the tunnel, and I’m gonna get there.
-I’d rather face trials and tests and learn from them than have a care-free life and not live.
-Don’t be deluded; you come into this world with nothing and you’ll leave this world with nothing except for your deeds. Make them count.
-I’m a writer, but nowadays I can’t write. It’s like I’m in survival-mode, the cold isn’t completely gone, yet. Where am I going to sleep, eat? I can’t think about writing when all I want to do is survive. Sometimes I get the itch, but the ink don’t flow when I’m on the streets.
Abdullah the Slave of God competed in the Vancouver Poetry Slam Last Chance Slam on February 24th. This is Abdullah’s poem Greed and Give
My brother wrote this over the break. Spoken word has taken him to a place of expression I’ve always wished he had.
My mom just messaged me:
Two things help success in life. The way you manage when you have nothing and the way you behave when you have everything. Keep this in your mind iA it will help us to get through this difficult time. Always remember everything happens for a reason. Hard time is the reminder of what it is feels like to have good times and also to test our patience. As long as you have your faith and seek Allah’s mercy everything will be fine iA. We are still alive and healthy alhamdullillah so we will be fine iA.
The MSA is holding “Experience Islam” week this year, and I went to the planning meeting for it just so I could have some sort of input. What bugged me was this: the one event that everyone passionately demanded to be had, was “Hijab Day”.
I am all for others understanding what hijab is and why we wear it, but I have problems with the fact that Muslims tend to boil religion down to entire superficialities. Yes, the hijab encompasses more than just physical attire, but for a non-Muslim seeking to wear the hijab for a day, there is no way the action is not going to be somewhat superficial. They put the scarf on for a day, go about their daily lives, and that may just be it. Of course, one can seek to make it more meaningful, but be honest, how many will?
Going beyond this, it annoys me that Muslims seek to somewhat justify their religion to the general public. As the hijab is considerably debated in media, received by so many opposing voices, we, as Muslims, respond by emphasizing how great it is, how liberating, how etc. Fine, good. But the problem lies in this: when one of the most discussed topics to the non-Muslim world is choice of attire, we make superficial the representation of our religion. Why can we not hold conversations on God, on faith, on prayer, to the greater population? These are essentials to our religion, and if we cannot communicate the fundamentals, the basis of our entire deen, it becomes useless to try to justify the nuances of the religion. People do not accept what is commanded if they do not first believe in the commander.
Anyway, I don’t know what your thoughts on this are, if you have any sort of opinion on Hijab Day, do let me know, I look forward to hearing from you.
What I’ve learned about college-going students in the past semester:
- No matter how much they’re expected to be matured, rounded-out, self-confident adults, a lot of them are just the vulnerable, insecure teenagers who never had the chance to understand what it means to be alone.
- And when they finally do understand
- make sure you’re there.
And how arrogant can one be to think that one’s sins are too weighty for even the Most Merciful’s mercy?
Fall to your knees and seek your forgiveness.
As I see it, the only people who will ever express how much you affect them are those who either extremely love you or those who extremely dislike you. Their feelings for you are always understood, always received. But then, there are those in the in-between—those who you meet on occasion, in passing, the acquaintances you’ll never get to know beyond surface-level—they might never say a single word to you as to what you mean to them, be it positive or negative. These sometimes-there are too polite and too much of a stranger to say anything to you. You will, of course, affect every single person you meet, significantly, minutely, it matters not, and I ask you to always remain aware of how you are to the sometimes-there. Yes, you will return love to your lovers, and you will also return dislike to your dislikers (if you are not yet able to love them), but you must also be an equal lover of the strangers who cannot tell you what you mean to them. They will harbor in them good-will for you to the end of their days, and always cherish your being. And what more can you ask for than the silent love of the numerous strangers who were sometimes there, who met you for a second but quietly, minutely loved you forever?
Ammi: These aren’t even real worries. You’re facing just the beginning of what people have faced and will face for years; say alhamdulilah and be thankful for it all, the trouble and the rewards. Remember that in the end you are in such a privileged state nevertheless, and for that, alhamdulilah. You can’t do too much about all else, but just be grateful and make du’a to Allah.
Because if they truly want to be with you, value your time and thoughts, and appreciate your company, they will make the effort. It will not come in the form of an off-hand, casually, reflexively replied, “we need to hang out sometime!” It will be a steady perseverance for your accompaniment, a journey of many days with increasing amounts of openness, trust, and confidence. Seek those who seek you, for they’re the ones who esteem you as you meant to be esteemed.
This is so weird. I’m glad I still have this to check up on. Happy New Years, all!
My (inshaAllah) Resolutions:
- Balance grades, deen, work, family, and friends.
- Find something awesome to do this summer, either a cool internship or work somewhere exciting
- Get back on my qur’an memorizing/tajweed
- Figure out my academic path
- Keep company for the sake of Allah, spend my time with others WISELY
- Read, draw, invest in a camera
- Gift others more often
- Strive to speak in a pure manner, without anger, harshness, mockery
Lessons Learned from 2013:
- I can trust in my own character and personality to attract the right type of people. Alhamdulilah, I am at a point in which who I portray myself to be is more or less who I am, and not a deception.
- Family is precious, and although I yearn to have my extended family next door, our own unit is often more than sufficient. We’ve worked it out with time and patience.
- Art can be found in the most mundane of situations, it is up to the eye to see it.
- Success is, yes, a result of hard work and perseverance. And it helps, too, to love the struggle.
- Passion? Do it, do it everyday, and don’t let it go.
Q:Salam! First and foremost, your blog is beautiful. MashAllah you have a way of capturing small moments and events that paint life in all its beauty and terribleness. And you always manage to make me smile :) Now on to the question! You've said that you don't have a best friend and that you don't need one. While such self-sufficiency is admirable, I wonder: is it because you haven't met the right person or because you've resolved never to have one?
I’m not sure when you sent this message; I haven’t checked my tumblr in a long time, so I apologize first off for the assumed late reply.
Secondly, thank you. It always makes me feel a bit better to know that this blog isn’t simply a one-sided translation of my thoughts. It’s comforting that someone out there is reading what I write and perhaps taking something away from it.
As for your question, I used to be really close to quite a few people. At that time, they seemed to be the perfect best friends; you know, they thought similarly to me, they were kind, caring, good people, and they would know a lot about my life and vice versa. Over time, however, I simply grew apart from those friends, not because I intentionally sought to do so, but because it just naturally happened. Looking back, I source it to how differently my growth was to my friends’. As individuals, we essentially lead individual lives; we walk our own paths and open our own doors. Sure we may cross one another in our travels, but such an intersection is momentary. We will always move on, alone, if not in life, but eventually in death.
I still have close friends, friends that I can trust and have known for a long time (alhamdulilah), but I don’t expect from them what I used to expect. I recognize that we can grow apart, but such a fact does not hinder the relationship we have or hurt me anymore. What you’ve seen on this blog is the learning process I went through to come to such conclusions.
Anyway, I hope that answers your question. Peace to you and your loved ones,
Edit-I don’t think I really answered your question, but I think the problem is that when I write that I don’t have a best friend, I’m referring to a specific definition of a best friend (which is wrong on my behalf because of how subjectively the word can be interpreted). I mean that I don’t have one friend that I expect to remain as my confidante to the end of my days, whose friendship I assume to be constant no matter what.