Being Random!

Well….it has been a week of planning and researching.

First and foremost NM and I have been given the ability to sort out our issues with a certain friend. ALLAH (s.w) sent inspiration to us via White African….alhamdulillah. Jazakillah for the help White African.

WA has left for morocco for 10 days…….I hope she had a safe a safe trip and ALLAH keeps her and her companions in best health and of iman, and returns them safely back to us ……ameen

I think we might have finally found an all female martial arts class…….I know we have found a belly dancing class to accommodate our needs ( we need to get fit and toned……sitting around on our lazy butts all day aint gonna do us good).

Another funny incident occurred.......WA, NM and I had to teach a little rudebwoy wannabe a lesson......I will NM have the honour of blogging about this.

Plans on broadening my linguistic skill have been slightly modified. Together with plans on learning Arabic I will also be learning Bosnian (albeit basic). On top of that save for our Egypt trip with NM. It’s going to be the most hectic six months in along while. This sounds a bit far fetched but I am hoping to fit in driving lessons into my schedule as well (although I am wondering whether I should leave that to NM and keep riding on the passenger side for a little longer.........hell its cheaper so you cant knock it).

Oh........another funny thing (I nearly forgot). While innocently surfing brother Rendezvous blog I decided to curiously browse through his links. I came across a blog called Native Xalimo (I was wondering who has the same name as my blog...........and wondering why I didn’t think of adding Xalimo to my name instead of Female). Anyway I was with NM at the time and it made us laugh. By the way……brother Rendezvous has cool blog.........entirely dedicated to Muslim women........I guess he knows we are the better half......lool

I also watched District 13 (the French movie)......it was good! And I met some great Muslim teenagers from London and Bosnia. MashaAllah.....this kids migth be going places....they are our future!

Hhmm!

"Anyone who thinks that they are too small to make a difference, has never been in bed with a mosquito."

I've suffered from malaria so I know a mosquito makes a hell of a difference.........

Think about this and then let me know if you still think that you can't make a difference in this world............

Confused Soul!

Friday……a day of rest for the muslims. People gather at jumma prayers and you see all the brothers in their khamis on their way to drop two for ALLAH. Me personally I hardly go to Friday prayers….most of the time I observe my prayers at home.

It's quite warm here in Mancity today…..its averaging on around 29-30 degrees C. So you can imagine it’s a bit more warmer for us hijabis (but hey…..hell is hotter!).

Today I have an evening shift at work and to be honest I don’t want to go……but I need the money. If I am going to be able to fund my gap year and start paying my debts I might as well stick to it and keep going.

Yesterday after work on my way home (at just past 9pm)…was with NM and S but their bus came and they went home………and I was kinda glad to have sometime with myself actually. However that wouldn’t be the case……instead I was approached by a drunk Somali man. He wouldn’t let get home……infact he followed me all the way there (yea….kinda scary but in a way I was prepared to practice my kickboxing if he played up….how I was going to do that with a skirt I don’t know but I would’ve thought of something). Anyway the brother insisted on having a philosophical conversation on the existence of God with me and why God made me a female and him a male. Here is an excerpt of our convo:

Drunk man: do you believe in God

Me: of course I do. Do you?

Drunk man: yea..

Me: why do believe in God?

Drunk man: because my parents believe in God. Why do you believe in God?

Me: I believe in God because He is the answer to my questions. When I see all that is around me and I wonder how I came to be, my answer is always a higher being is responsible. God is responsible…..

Drunk man: you are not making sense……tell me why you are female and why I’m male?

Me: because ALLAH willed it and wished it. There are some things in life you are not meant to question. Alhamdulillah I am a female……obviously this is what is kheyr for me. ALLAH always give us what is kheyr for us I believe!

At this point I am having a headache from the smell of alcohol……I'm a bit of a lightweight and when I smell alcohol I feel dizzy (sort of what I envision a drunk person feeling after getting hammered).

Drunk man: no-one has ever spoken to me this way…

Me: am sorry for that….I hope I did the right thing

Drunk man: can you help me with the deen?

Me: well I can’t personally help you because I am uncomfortable spending time with a non-mahram but if you are serious about this I can put you in touch with brothers who are more knowledgeable in the deen and can help you.

Drunk man: no……I want your help!

Me: why me specifically?

Drunk man: because I love you and I believe you are an angel…

Me: well thank you….but I am mere human being and am sure after you are sober you will realise you don’t love me.

Drunk man: why do you hate me (crying)

Me: I don’t hate you…..in fact I don’t think I hate anybody in this world

Drunk man: you hate me (still crying)

Me: I don’t know you to hate you. All I know about you is that you are a confused 35 year old drunk. That is not enough for me to form an opinion about you.

Drunk man: I am coming to ask fr your hand in marriage!

Me: stop drinking and try to be a better muslim and you might stand a chance with a muslim girl….

Drunk man: you do hate me!

Me: listen all you have to do is stop drinking because you are killing yourself painfully. Go visit an islam info centre and work for your hearafter.

Drunk man: give me your number.

Me: no I won’t

Drunk man: let me give you mine

Me: there is no point in that because I won’t call you

Drunk man: why

Me: because I don’t want to……listen brother I have been talking to you for nearly an hour and we have been going around in circles. So I am going to go home

Drunk man: no!!

Me: uh…yes I am. So I guess I am wishing kheyr for you and will make dua for you. I hope you do the same for me.

This was the end of it…..I went inside and he left. Then it dawned on me that I asked a drunk man to say dua for me……..

What was heartbreaking about this whole thing was the brother was quoting ayahs of the Quran and translating them for me. He is just a misguided soul who needs help…….I pray that he is able to sort himself out and become a better person.

Another thing NM and I are also having some issues with a new friend. However inshaAllah kheyr. Things will hopefully sort themselves out or we will have the inspiration to sort it out ourselves.

MD has also left us here in Manchester for Alexandria in Egypt. She will spending 6 weeks there learning Arabic she says…..but probably she will having more fun than studying. Lucky girl!

Hopefully if my savings go according to plan I myself might be in Egypt in a few months time……inshaAllah kheyr!

Hey Sista!

Sista to Sista

We are unlike no other,
We embrace you like, the rings of Saturn.
We are part of every life's beauty.
Tall as the palm, and strong as the Cypress.
Sistas' are the cool of the ebony night,
and the morning dove in flight.
We are the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow,
and the passionate force in every brothas' soul.
Cultured like fresh water pearls, different shades of blackness in every world.
We shine like flawless diamonds of the African mines.
The most beautiful women from the beginning of time.

Written by Kimberly Robinson aka… PaintedDiary

Hijab

Still on the topic of Hijab....................I thought I'd share with you all this piece of beautiful writing which always makes me smile. It looks at the hijab from a different perspective..........


THE ELEGANT HIJAB

The pea is a splendid plant. It proudly displays its strong green Hijab. Which protects it from the hot and cold weather and guards it from insects. Allah has blessed the pea with a special Hijab, because without it, the seeds would scatter, dry up and die.

The orange keeps itself within its shiny orange Hijab to protect its delicious fruit. Otherwise it loses its taste too.

So are the banana, the coconut and the pomegranate. Each one has an elegant and unique Hijab, which protects it from disease and destruction.

The jewel of the sea, the pearl, has been given a very tough and rugged Hijab - oyster shell. It protects it from sea animals and keeps it sparkling and shining inside.

However, the most beloved of Allah in all His creation is the Muslim girl who wears the Hijab. She knows it is a gift from Allah. It protects her from harm, injury and mischief. She wears it knowing it gives her dignity, beauty and respect. So precious she can be that she hides herself beneath her Hijab.

Do you wear a Hijab? Give it a try today.

Taken from: www.jamiat.org.za
I am not sure if this piece of writting is still posted on the site (it was a long while ago when I took it from the site)...you can always try and see though!

Reflections!

One of my brother's friend lost his life in a house fire caused by a gas leak (his older brother, his wife and two kids were also lost in this tragedy). The boy (called Abdirahman) was only 18.

My mom just called us from back home to tell us this. It happened this afternoon (kenya time).

May ALLAH have mercy on them and grant them jannah! Ameen

This reminds me that death does not discriminate.
Truly......kulu nafsun da'iqatal maut!

Life is short.........people let us use our time on earth productively.
I for one need to increase my dhikr and taqwa. Lately my 'ibadah hasn't been what it should be.

Inalillahi wa ina ilayhi raji'un.