"Every soul shall have a taste of death: And only on the Day of Judgment shall you be paid your full recompense. Only he who is saved far from the Fire and admitted to the Garden will have attained the object (of Life): For the life of this world is but goods and chattels of deception." (Al Imran Chapter 3 verse 185)

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Curbing my addiction

Since Ramadhan is a time for breaking habits I decided it's high time I curbed my caffeine addiction. Four days into the blessed month and I haven't had a any (except for a cup and a half of coffee when NM visited).

It's proving difficult......I have had a constant headache and bouts of dizziness coupled with being costantly tired. At first I thought I was coming down with some virus but I eventually concluded that this was my caffeine withdrawal symptoms.

Maybe going cold turkey wasn't the right way.......I'll see how I feel in the next few days and if I can beat this cold turkey. If not I would have one cup a day but I hope it doesn't come to this.

InshaAllah kheyr


Friday, September 22, 2006


Once again we have been blessed with the ability to witness the holy month of Ramadhan. A chance for us to rejuvinate and purify our soul. A month if observed properly and sincerely then by the mercy of ALLAH your sins will be forgiven. A month where we are given the chance to sympathise and empthise with those enduring hardships, A month where you exercise patience, tolerance and discipline by abstaining form your innate desires. A month where tha gates of hell are shut and those of heaven are wide open. A chance for us to reflect and contemplate, to wipe our slate clean and have a new beginning. A month to devote to your creator and his creation........a month with a thousand blessings.

I pray each and every one of us is able to reap the benefits and take advantage of the mercy and blessings ALLAH has bestowed upon us on this Holy month......ameen

Ya Allah forgive us our sins and help us fight the whispers of the shaytan and our nafs. Help us overcome our worldly desires and grant us the abilty to worship you with pure heart and sincerety.................ameen.

I paray that this month is all that we expect and more....ameen

Ramadhan Kareem to all those from my virtual community!


The new man in my life!

He is sweet, he's beautiful and all that I ever wished for. He is a that shining light and a glimmer of all things nice. He calms my heart and brightens my day. My gift from ALLAH.............. May he grow to be pious and God fearing, May he grow to be one filled with kindness and a radiation of inner beauty. May he be a blessed son to all..........ameen


Thursday, September 21, 2006

Bureau of Double Standards

Some time ago a Kenyan Cabinet Minister and Chair of the Parliamentary Committee on Defence was so incensed by the movie the Da Vinci Code that he threatened the President of the republic with dire consequences if the movie was shown.

Some time earlier angry mobs had attacked some churches of the Presbyterian Church, defacing them and claiming that they bore the marks of the devil. A while earlier, across the continent troops of baboons posing as Anglican Bishops threatened to walk out of the Anglican Communion if the Church of England went on to ordain gay clergy.

Across the Atlantic Ocean in the USA, Pat Robertson, a clergyman, former Presidential candidate, Presidential Adviser on Religion, Chapel Prefect of the Republican Party and purveyor of the Gospels on the CBS network called for the assassination of the Catholic President of Venezuela. Also in the United States, several clinic offering health services to women have been targeted for spiritual incendiary with bombs and targeted assassinations of abortion doctors and nurses.

The United States has its fair dose of weird cults, the most famous of which is David Koresh's. There are numerous more colourful ones, many violent and most with codes that are distinctly anti-enlightenment values. More mainstream are millennialist religious organisations that back Israel with the view that the entrenchment of the Jews in Palestine, and their subsequent conversion or annihilation will herald the rapture. So the murder of Arabs is kosher as it ushers the Second Coming. Returning home, we encounter the gory Ten Commandments movement and Joseph Kony.

What do all these groups and people share? A literalist translation of their holy book, the Bible, and an aversion for common decency that is called fundamentalism in journalistic cant. They also happen to be Christians, and so these stories do not regularly make it to the front pages. They are certainly not seen as symptomatic of a deep malaise in Christianity.

However, the murder of a 65 year old nun in war-torn, largely lawless Somalia is evidence of Islam's unique innately murderous nature. The kidnaps in the Gaza strip and the West Bank show that Muslims like their Prophet are evil, but when Nigerians capture for ransom Western oil-workers their religion is not mentioned. You heard of the Christian Phalangists in Lebanon, of Sabra and Shatilla? Not likely. Ariel Sharon is an elder statesman and uniquely was allowed to become Prime Minister in spite of the fact that Israeli institutions found him guilty of war crimes with regard to the Sabra and Shatilla massacres.

We are persuaded of the veracity of the Pope's quotes by historians who then fail to explain how the people of America were converted, or indeed the Africans and the Australasians.

The BBC and SkyNews have been broadcasting for the last 4 days endless continuous footage of the Pope's speech, misinterpreting it and asking the Muslim congregation, what are you going to do about it. They have paraded every clown available to showcase his most bigoted racist views on TV, so we can all sit back and ponder just how right the Pope was, just how right Emperor Manuel was. We live in a world where merely doubting any facet of the Holocaust narrative can land one in jail, but where it is open season on Islam.

The reactions to offence, much like non-state terrorism or the kidnaps cited above are corollaries of deeply held feelings of injustice and powerlessness. They are emblematic of societies that have despaired of fair judgement in the courts of the world's opinion, dehumanised, weak and without leadership they resort to barbarism to express their anguish, whether on the streets of Washington DC or Paris or Warsaw or Islamabad.

In the end unless Western society feels its spirit can take on another Holocaust, she will have to stop making a fetish of Islam and its violence and seek in homage to the last Pope to make a lasting peace with Islam, a just compromise that is respectful of an old and sometime great civilisation.

P.S Minutes after I finished typing this out a German friend pointed out to me that the Pope's words were rather different than the English translation offered up by the Anglo-Saxon Press. Schlecht or bad, mutated into boese or evil, which obviously has greater capacity to cause injury. Moreover the Pontiff went on to describe as 'brusque' or churlish, or boorish' the statement attributed to Emperor Manuel.

This article raised some good points......I just thought I should share it with you all.


Sunday, September 17, 2006

I'm in love......and yes it's real!

I always thought that love at first sight was a myth….but I have been proven wrong. My heart was stolen by this beautiful creature on Saturday 16th September at 7:25pm. As soon as I laid eyes on him I knew I was hooked and didn’t want to leave him . His beautiful large eyes which inquisitively searched the room tagged at my heart strings. How is it one is able to love so suddenly….and so unconditionally? I’ve only known him for 24hrs and yet I cannot picture my world without him. He is the first thing I think about and the last….in fact he is all I think about. SubhanaAllah, truly Allah is amazing


Thursday, September 14, 2006


If I can't do
what I want to do
then my job is to not
do what I don't want
to do

It's not the same thing
but it's the best I can

If I can't have
what I want . . . then
my job is to want
what I’ve got
and be satisfied
that at least there
is something more to want

Since I can't go
where I need
to go . . . then I must . . . go
where the signs point
through always understanding
parallel movement isn't lateral

When I can't express
what I really feel
I practice feeling
what I can express
and none of it is equal

I know
but that's why mankind
alone among the animals
learns to cry

Written by Nikki Giovanni


Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Black Brotha

Angie Stone feat. Alicia Keys & Eve: Brotha (Remix)

[Alicia Keys]
Yeah, ha ha

[Angie Stone]

[Alicia Keys]
Say what Angie?

[Angie Stone]

[Alicia Keys]
Come on Angie

[Angie Stone]
Roll with a sista for a brotha

[Alicia Keys]

[Angie Stone]
He is my king, he is my one
My father, my son
He understands just what I am, he's my man
I'm here to show ya nuttin but love for ya
Let a sista glow you
My brotha, brotha brotha, brotha

[Alicia Keys]
He's my support system,
he likes his soul sista
And I can't live without him

[Angie Stone]
I love his lips his kiss his touch and his smile

[Alicia Keys]
That love is legendary,
his love is necessary
I want him with me daily

[Angie Stone]
I just want the world to know, about my

[Chorus: Alicia Keys]
Black brotha strong brotha
My brotha
I love ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Black brotha here for ya
There's only one above ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha

[Angie Stone]
Misunderstood, up to no good, around the hood
Some say this but they don't know shit, about my man
Fo yo' information, lot's of education, that of a situation
Brothas brothas gonna show you

[Alicia Keys]
He's my support system,
he likes his soul sista
And I can't live without him

[Angie Stone]
Can't live without him

[Alicia Keys]
That love is legendary,
his love is necessary
I want him with me daily

[Angie Stone]
You better believe, uh...ah ha....

[Chorus: Alicia Keys]
Black brotha strong brotha
My brotha I love ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Black brotha here for ya
There's only one above ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha

Come on....yo!
I'm a hold down my soldier,
weight of the world on his shoulders
Be real who else gon hold the
Call in my heartbeat, make my soul weak
'Course I'll never leave speak in tongues when he rolls deep
All I need is him, how he pull me in?
Rough and rugged daddy do me right no refusin him
Some they like to call him criminal cause of his style
Hustler, caged by the world so he live wild
Gotta stay strong cause we they backbone
And if a chicken try to creep then your coop she get slapped on
It's the reality, what's mine is mine
And look but don't touch until I resign and
Everything I need in him, I fiend for him
Fights the heavy knight, see the way I adore him
He never go nowhere without her, he gotta keep her
This is a dedication from me Angie and Alicia to my

[Chorus: Alicia Keys]
Black brotha strong brotha
My brotha I love ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Black brotha here for ya
There's only one above ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Black brotha strong brotha
My brotha I love ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Black brotha here for ya
There's only one above ya
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha
Clap your hands clap your hands for ya brotha brotha


Tuesday, September 05, 2006


My not so amazing but will have to do list of things..........

1. I adapt the accent of whoever I am speaking to. This attribute is rather embarrassing because people think that I am imitating them but really I just cant help it.

2. I am able to ‘hang out’ with any age group. From my youngsters to my elders. Most of my friends will tell you that I ‘chill out’ with their mothers (and lil and older siblings) a little too comfortably.

3. I look like a girl, I have the body of a girl and yet I act like a boy. I am one of the few tomboys who are not easily recognized as one because I wear an 'abaya'....loool

4. I laugh at absolutely anything….my sense of humour over-rides most things. Only a few people understand what I am laughing at as I laugh at the most weirdest things. I can’t help it….am just a happy person.

5. I am able to detach myself from anything that I feel will emotionally suffocate me, I will act as if nothing is wrong that even those close to me find it difficult to pinpoint unless I voluntarily offer info. I am not sure if this is a good thing or not………

6. I have broken my collar bone, dislocated and broken my shoulder, sprained my ankle, damaged the ligament of my foot and have an injured pelvic bone. What is amazing is all this is on the right side of my body…..the side that does most of the work. And alhamdulillah I am still running and living life..........

7.Another thing is that I have fractured my tailbone twice…….and that was not pretty both times. I have difficulty sitting on hard surfaces for a long time which can be hell embarassing when you go to a new a place and try to decline politely when asked to sit on hard surfaced chairs……. I am wondering if I should have shared that piece of info………

8. I have a high threshold for bullshit so long as it is directed at me and not others. For some reason I find it easy to tolerate someone directing ill omen at me but can’t exercise the same type of patience when it is directed at others. Go figure…….

9. I easily forgive……..

10. I am my family's and friends agony aunt….everybody in the house seems to trust me with everything be it their secret thought or their secret stash of something forbidden or anything they want to keep on the d-low....another thing is that strangers seem to want to tell me their problems or crazy thing they have done in their life.......

That's all folks.......
Now that the damage is done……..I guess I’ll be leaving.
Before I do that....I am tagging NM,White African and MD although I doubt MD will be posting anything soon ;)


Monday, September 04, 2006


I have just had an idea which might be able to help a group of people who are very close and dear to me. It is rather risky and involves a lot sacrifices on my part and theirs. However I believe that the end result might be might be one that benefits them for the better. It requires patience and a lot of tolerance but as I said………the end result might be one which is of benefits to us all.

Now the main thing would be to present the idea to them and see if they will accept it. I am hoping they would for their own good……. I mean I will be making the biggest sacrifice in this situation but I am prepared to do so because these people are very dear to me.

All I can do for now is pray and hope the Almighty guides us all in the right path, and blesses the final decision that is made whether it is in the affirmative or otherwise.
Now I have to prepare my speech and wait for the right opportunity to present it inshaAllah.

Y’all make dua for us that the right decision by Allah is made inshaAllah


Saturday, September 02, 2006

A Day in the Life of a Paradox

The act of staying sane is making me crazy
I watch the blind
hear the deaf
kill for life

happy to be angry
live for my death
I hate my love
live underground
but attack from above
a criminal for justice
I fight for peace
a fool for wisdom
a man with a piece
The chrome shines
but my kind laughs at guns

I fear none
that's when I got jacked by nuns
I live in a time when priests cheat
when a brothers keeper won't keep
when you can sell your body and sell your soul on the same street
demons make millions selling death to children
buildings takes place of nature
the sun burns through glaciers
pure energy
you hear imagery
and see sounds
smells verbs and nouns
looked up to those on the ground
not those standing over
its touch but not much
I'm in nights clutnowhere I find a four leaf clover
only weeds that are picked to inhale
jail cells in hell
my habitat repels
light and such
I can look forch
trying to make me nocturnal

paternal thoughts
I watch
cross the street
slide and collide
with reality
the mentality of me is unknown
not fully grown
but owned by me
and only me
it's swollen me
to this illiotic level of poetry…
By Amir Suleiman