Yada Yada Ya

So I have resolved my issues with wringing the neck of a certain someone…..I did some Tae Bo and got rid of the pent up energy I had alhamdulillah.

Still broody!

Saw a few of my homegirls today…..I haven’t seen any of them for over two weeks so it was well worth it. We just kicked back, shared jokes and had dinner together which was great mashaAllah.

Another thing, I am little bit confused about my feelings towards someone. I’m not sure if what I am feeling is something that has depth or if it is an idea that has been planted in my head. I talked to my sister about it as she knows us both…..she thinks my feelings are significant. According to her they convey something about my psyche. What does it convey? That’s the not so little mystery. Whether this is a positive thing or not….I don’t know. Bottom line though….I am feeling something, I just need to put a name to it.

InshaAllah kheyr

Something

“Defeat is the soil upon which victory blooms”

Taken from an episode of something that I happened to bump across this afternoon while I was channel surfing. This was the only thing that stuck.....not even the name of the show......anyway I liked the quote. Explains a lot to me.....

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............

MENTALLY INCARCERATED!

This speech was delivered by Willie Lynch on the bank of the James River in the colony of Virginia in 1712. Lynch was a British slave owner in the West Indies. He was invited to the colony of Virginia in 1712 to teach his methods to slave owners there. The term "lynching" is derived from his last name.

"Gentlemen. I greet you here on the bank of the James River in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and twelve. First, I shall thank you, the gentlemen of the Colony of Virginia, for bringing me here. I am here to help you solve some of your problems with slaves. Your invitation reached me on my modest plantation in the West Indies, where I have experimented with some of the newest and still the oldest methods for control of slaves. Ancient Rome's would envy us if my program is implemented. As our boat sailed south on the James River, named for our illustrious King, whose version of the Bible we Cherish, I saw enough to know that your problem is not unique. While Rome used cords of wood as crosses for standing human bodies along its highways in great numbers, you are here using the tree and the rope on occasions. I caught the whiff of a dead slave hanging from a tree, a couple miles back. You are not only losing valuable stock by hangings, you are having uprisings, slaves are running away, your crops are sometimes left in the fields too long for maximum profit, You suffer occasional fires, your animals are killed. Gentlemen, you know what your problems are; I do not need to elaborate. I am not here to enumerate your problems, I am here to introduce you to a method of solving them. In my bag here, I HAVE A FULL PROOF METHOD FOR CONTROLLING YOUR BLACK SLAVES. I guarantee every one of you that if installed correctly IT WILL CONTROL THE SLAVES FOR AT LEAST 300 HUNDREDS YEARS. My method is simple. Any member of your family or your overseer can use it. I HAVE OUTLINED A NUMBER OF DIFFERENCES AMONG THE SLAVES; AND I TAKE THESE DIFFERENCES AND MAKE THEM BIGGER. I USE FEAR, DISTRUST AND ENVY FOR CONTROL PURPOSES. These methods have worked on my modest plantation in the West Indies and it will work throughout the South. Take this simple little list of differences and think about them. On top of my list is "AGE" but it's there only because it starts with an "A." The second is "COLOR" or shade, there is INTELLIGENCE, SIZE, SEX, SIZES OF PLANTATIONS, STATUS on plantations, ATTITUDE of owners, whether the slaves live in the valley, on a hill, East, West, North, South, have fine hair, course hair, or is tall or short. Now that you have a list of differences, I shall give you a outline of action, but before that, I shall assure you that DISTRUST IS STRONGER THAN TRUST AND ENVY STRONGER THAN ADULATION, RESPECT OR ADMIRATION. The Black slaves after receiving this indoctrination shall carry on and will become self refuelling and self generating for HUNDREDS of years, maybe THOUSANDS. Don't forget you must pitch the OLD black Male vs. the YOUNG black Male, and the YOUNG black Male against the OLD black male. You must use the DARK skin slaves vs. the LIGHT skin slaves, and the LIGHT skin slaves vs. the DARK skin slaves. You must use the FEMALE vs. the MALE. And the MALE vs. the FEMALE. You must also have you white servants and over- seers distrust all Blacks. But it is NECESSARY THAT YOUR SLAVES TRUST AND DEPEND ON US. THEY MUST LOVE, RESPECT AND TRUST ONLY US. Gentlemen, these kits are your keys to control. Use them. Have your wives and children use them, never miss an opportunity. IF USED INTENSELY FOR ONE YEAR, THE SLAVES THEMSELVES WILL REMAIN PERPETUALLY DISTRUSTFUL. Thank you gentlemen."

These techniques are still practiced to this very day on various communities (not just blacks per se). Whilst they may not be in chains, their minds and actions are testament to that. You just have too look around to see the proof…………

Makes you think doesn't it?!

AFRICA! AFRICA!

Yo!
incase you aint know I go by the name of Native Female and am from
Africa Africa
Home of the frankincense and myrrh. Am from Somalia. Eastside!
Africa Africa
So ama share with you where am from and how it was coming up
Africa Africa


So what you know about
The struggles that my ancestors went through so you could live the way you live now

Say what you know about
Seeing that brand new mother giving away her new born child

So what you know about
Mr M . A Hassan who the British army tried to shoot down

So what you know about
How people love to perceive us when we come into a brand new town

Now what you know about
The city of Seylac where all my people lived refined

What you know about
Being born in the struggle, avoiding bullets from the blue sky


Still from the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa
Coming from the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa
Coming from the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa
Yes am coming from the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa


So what you know about
Canjeero, soor, codkac and mufoo my favourite foods

So what you know about
Brothers throwing rocks, busting shots at the military invading my home

What you know about
Kids with automatic machines waiting for the war to get on their side

So what you know about
How God comes first in our lives, everything that we do is for ALLAH

So what you know about
That old land called Punt where perfume was sought

So what you know about
Coming here, getting money, investing it back home


Right in the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa
Give it to the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa
Take it to the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa
Send it right to the ghettos of Somalia
Africa Africa


See this was just a little piece about my the mother land.
Africa Africa
See we could come together and make it a lot better back home
Africa Africa
So don’t complain about how they treat you here, take your millions of pounds there
Africa Africa
We own that man, we own those diamonds
Africa Africa

Dedicated to all my African brothers and sisters. What they know about our ancient libraries in Timbuktu, our pyramids in Egypt , our gold and diamonds in South Africa, our oil in Nigeria……to name a few of our treasures. What they know about us!
Africa Africa
One love!!

Akon made a great song. If I had a car it will thumping loudly from it but for now my neighbours have to put up with my singing and loud music!
Africa Africa

Real World?!

Just watched dispatches on channel four. The topic was the condition of women in Iraq three years after the war. The documentary was just tear wrenching. I mean the people of Iraq are truly suffering! The documentary mainly focused on the lives of two women; Intisar who was a pharmacist and Rayaa a gynaecologist. These women worked to help the people of their country despite the curfews, shootings, short medical supplies, lack of equipment……and this is just a few of the obstacles they faced!

A whole nation shattered in the name of democracy. Their country destroyed and families’ torn apart, children orphaned. Mothers lose their sons, wives their husbands and sisters their brothers.

The country is in a state of pandemonium! The liberation they expected form the Americans and British is long overdue. Resentment for the occupying force rings loud from every corner.

The troops bombed hospitals and residential homes. The whole point of the war was to get rid of the dictator and to help build the country; instead it has turned into a competition of how many buildings can be destroyed in a day and how to rob the people of their assets with their eyes open.

Saddam, Bush and Blair are all dictators. The thing that sets Bush and Blair apart from Saddam is that they practice their dictatorship in other people’s countries and torture other nations. Why did they single Saddam out? Well, because he was willing to stand up to them and to show them that they weren’t that different from him.

The western world knows how to prosecute and bring to trial other nations dictators. That was the case with the Serbian dictator Milosevic (who massacred a great number of Muslims during his rule) who recently died. My conspiracy theory concerning his death was that he was killed by the American and British intelligence. The last time the Milosevic trial was broadcast Milosevic said that Clinton and Blair should stand to trial with him. He believed they were as guilty as he was. The UN (or was it NATO…I forget) lead thousands of Muslim Serb men into a trap and watched them being persecuted so I don’t find Milosevic’s idea illogical in the least bit.

Sitting here I wonder if this is what we are living with then what does the world have in store have for our future generations. I hope by the grace of Allah one day (soon) I am able to have children but I ask myself what kind of world I would be bringing them up in.

It is very perturbing because I know in order for things to get better they have to get worse first, much worse!

Late night random rumblings!!

Thursday night..........actually i think friday morning would be more acurate (since its after midnight). I have been suffering from the worst flu ever since monday. I have been bed ridden for three days now and its gettin pretty boring an painful. I thought i was finally going to get away with it this year.............but this neverending winter(i guess a year without me suffering from the the flu was a lilttle too ambitious). This flu couldn't have come at worst timed moment, i missed my friendly game on wednesday because of it and i also missed some much needed revision classes.....my only consolation is that it might be an expiation of my sins (inshaAllah that would be the case).
Since I have been reduced to spending my days in bed resting........me and the television have become re-aquainted. Channel surfing has become my favourite past-time.......who would have thought i would find respite in daytime television! Wierdly as soon as my doorbel rings i forget daytime tv(now theres a suprise)..........i get this feeling of excitement (maybe its someone coming to save me from my boredom......before it kills me) and i open the door with a big smile on my face but as soon as the person on the otherside side sees the state am in, they soon make some lame excuse about how they gotta be somewhere! Hey its only the flu......not some life threatening disease(not when you are healthy young person who isn't suffering from a longterm chronic disease anyway). But I cant blame them.....i'll probably run in the other direction if I saw me in this state too!
Since channel surfing is my new past-time.....I have been introduced to lot of stuff (main one is daytime tv is boring.......its geared towards housewives, pensioners and kids too young to go to school.....and i dont fit into any of those categories). But i gotta say tonight after watching my fav medical program, House (its just so real.....and fun!) I decided to do a spot of channel surfing (armed with the remote in my hand, a cup of orange juice next to me, my cell phone on vibrate......I was ready to do some serious surfing!) so i flicked back from channel 5 to channel 4.......and that was the end of my so called serious surfing. There was a compelling documentary on some racist political party in South Africa (kinda like the BNP only more active, open and in Africa). The members had some long Dutch surnames which I am not even going to attempt to write.......however the leaders first name was Eugene...hhhmmm. Anyway......this has made me wonder, how can someone have the nerve of going to another man's homeland and treat them as the inferior. I mean its's like someone visiting my home and then telling me that they are better than me and that my home now belongs to them and from now on i gotta bow to them and call them master, be at their beck and call or else I will be facing dire conequences.....and all because of the colour of my skin. Am sorry but i find it difficult to understand how someone has the audacity to do such a thing.....especially to a fellow human being. I don' t know......maybe it was how i was brought up.......but I have always believed no human being is superior to another....whether it be through intellect or aesthetics. After all we are all equal in the sight of Allah as He says in surah Al Hujraat chapter 49 verse 13 of the Holy Qur'an: "O mankind! We created you from a single (pair) of a male and a female, and made you into nations and tribes, that ye may know each other (not that ye may despise each other). Verily the most honoured of you in the sight of Allah is (he who is) the most righteous of you. And Allah has full knowledge and is well acquainted (with all things)."
I think its time we took some time out and contemplated on the meaning of this ayah (verse)......wether you are a muslim or non-muslim. And with this final thought I think am gonna say good night........and try to count some sheep so that i can fall asleep.........till next time.....
peace out!