MOTHER, MAMA, HOOYO, UMMI!

MOTHER (Sami Yusuf)

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Beautiful song!
This is dedicated to my gorgeous mothers (my mom and her sister) whom I love with all my heart and soul! Indeed I will be lost without you both!

Blessed is your face

Blessed is your name

My beloved

Blessed is your smile

Which makes my soul want to fly

My beloved

All the nights

And all the times

That you cared for me

But I never realised it

And now it’s too late

Forgive me

Now I’m alone filled with so much shame

For all the years I caused you pain

If only I could sleep in your arms again

Mother I’m lost without you

You were the sun that brightened my day

Now who’s going to wipe my tears away

If only I knew what I know today

Mother I’m lost without you

Ummahu, ummahu, ya ummi (Mother, mother, O mother)

wa shawqahu ila luqyaki ya ummi (How I long to see you O mother)

Ummuka, ummuka, ummuka ummuka (Your mother, Your mother, Your mother, Your mother)

Qawlu rasulika (Is the saying of our Prophet)

Fi qalbi, fi hulumi (In my heart and in my dreams)

Anti ma’i ya ummi (You are always with me mother)

Ruhti wa taraktini (You went and left me)

Ya nura ‘aynayya (O light of my eyes)

Ya unsa layli (O comfort of my nights)

Ruhti wa taraktini (You went and left me)

Man siwaki yahdhununi (Who other than you will embrace me)

Man siwaki yasturuni (Who other than you will cover me)

Man siwaki yahrusuni (Who other than you will guard me)

‘Afwaki ummi Samihini.... (Your pardon mother, forgive me)

Ya nura 3ayni....that's my hoyo, she is the light of my eyes!
Mama nipe radhi! Mother grant me your blessings! Hooyo isoducaay!

9 Annoying Habits About Everyone!

1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time.... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they? Gonna Kick their asses!

5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid £6 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor.

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?

7. When something is 'new and improved!'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, dumbass?

An old friend of mine sent me this so I thought I would post it instead of a more personal blog........so it doesn’t look like I am neglecting my corner. Made me laugh but not as loud as I hoped................ still something though!

You spice tea?!

We have new neighbours! They haven’t moved in yet....the decorators are in doing their thing for now. My uncle came from Jummah prayers today and saw one of these decorators.....being the person that he is, he offered to make the man some tea.
He came home and got to work.....started putting the kettle on and adding spices to the water. Ten minutes later the tea was ready (the tea wasn’t black tea......rather tea made with milk). Anyway, he poured the tea into the thermostat and took it to the decorator. However, he forgot to mention to the poor guy that it was tea with spice (he was an English man who was used to drinking normal tea without spice). The man tasted the tea.......the look on his face was priceless!
Poor guy kept gulping down the tea......eventually he finished it but he returned the thermostat saying.......“I wouldn’t mind some of that next time”. Although I wonder is this English politeness or did he genuinely like the tea?
Guess only way to find out is making him more tea.....and watching the look on his face!

38hrs later......after the game!!

This blog should have been posted yesterday, but that was practically impossible! As soon as i got home I had a shower and went straight to bed(at 6:45pm)..........that's how exhausted I was!! I didn't even get to see my mummy for a whole 24hrs........and we were in the same house! When I left she was in bed and when I came home she was at work......unbelievable!
So anyway, yesterday we had our basketball tournament. I am member of the Muslim sisters basketball team…..I play for my uni (by now am sure you are picturing a bunch of hijabees in jalbabs bouncing a ball around……….that‘s what I thought when I heard about it first but I tried out for the team made it and here we are). We had a local tournament involving the universities in the city and the winner would qualify for the nationals. I was excited even though I was ill and missed a couple of practices……..I mean I was psyched!
Had an early start…….left the house by 9am. Had an hour of warm up and pep talks…..the game kicked off at 11:30am. While warming up I thought I’d scope out the competition……..I realized I was one of two black people playing (the other black member was my team mate). This kind of made a little self conscious…..but I thought we are all sisters so let’s get on with it.
We ended up being the first team up playing against team MU. First half of the game I kept shooting and missing, our defence was crap……we were losing by 13 points. The whistle blew for half time and we left the court feeling a little down…….I was personally kicking myself (metaphorically speaking of course…..I wasn’t literally kicking myself….lol). We had a bit of a pep talk and discussed tactics…….the coach kept telling us to focus and that I should take my time while shooting and don’t be intimidated.
Second half……we came back strong. I still wasn’t scoring but I played a mean attack. This half was enjoyable……..we lost by 5 points but we were smiling coz this second half was ours!
Our second game of the day was with team S. This was our comeback game……the first half was great and we were winning (I even managed a trick…..purely unintentional and accidental but nonetheless it was a hot trick…….I sound so egotistical……but still it was a hot trick…..lol). The second half was even better we were back in the game……….but I was injured (the ball snapped my fingers backward, I had to snap them back into shape again and it hurt like hell but I sucked it up!). The game was over and we were winning by 15 points…….man I even did a little dance!
We were through to the semi finals but the last game was a very competitive one…..we lost by 3 points. This was the most enjoyable game even though I got elbowed in the shoulder and it still hurts. We were doing great plus I even managed a few shots but unfortunately it wasn’t meant to be (but alhamdulillah ‘ala kuli hal!). We didn’t get through to the nationals which was disappointing but as I said it wasn’t meant to be!
At the end of the tournament we all went out for a meal and it was fun…….we still had love for each other even though we were rivals. I was afraid we would want to tear each others hair our and that I would leave the place black eyed peas style……….wondering where is the love? We joked and ate……..it was an all round brilliant day plus I got a ride home (I was dreading getting the bus coz my body was aching!).
Got home with the mother of all headaches and an aching body! My little brother was the only one home…..after saying my salaams I just hit the shower one more time, put on my pyjamas and was in bed.
I woke up this morning with the worst body ache ever…….but am embracing it. Went for a jog and also lifted some dumbbells even though my elbowed shoulder and the fingers I snapped still hurt!
Told my mom about the game and she said all the right stuff and made all the right noises. But when she saw that I was hurting she told me I should give up basketball………it’s a dangerous game she said (bless her soul)! This is the funny part though I mentioned the only thing I enjoy more than basketball is dance and she suggested I take belly dancing classes (you should have seen my brothers face when she said it….it was a picture). Apparently it’s a good way of keeping fit……while at the same time being ladylike (My mum wants me to be more ladylike......Somali stlye. So far no big change has taken place). I love my mum….she never ceases to amaze me! May Allah bless her soul and grant her a long life…..ameen!

Say what?!

Something wierd has happened to me. I haven't drunk tea for a week. Am not sure you are going to appreciate how much of a big deal this is......I mean am telling you that tea was my life. I couldn't function without tea, for real!
Let me make you understand the depth of this thing here. On a normal day for past twelve years i have averaged on four cups of strong tea a day. I come from kenya (where some of the best tea is found) so me and tea were inseparable..........hell we went together like white on rice. Our names were synonamous.........you wouldn't think of tea without thinkin of me!
I hope you now understand how this feels.........I have been trying to give up tea or at least reduce my intake, but I never thought it will happen like this. So sudden, I didn't even get the chance to say goodbye......or drink my last cup of beautiful kenyan tea. It just happened........I woke up one morning and boom!....I didn't want anymore tea.
Now am trying to get used to life without tea....no stimulant to take me through the day. It's hard life albeit a healthy one.Live on juice and water as forms of fluids......kinda cool but still its nto cool. I miss tea!!!!!
This has left me saying............say what?