tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281902232024-03-23T11:28:00.703-07:00CooL MuslimaH“Allah does not burden any soul with more than it can bear. It gets every good that it earns, and it suffers every ill that it earns.” (Sûrah al-Baqarah: 286)CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-90872447587432475272009-09-05T00:21:00.000-07:002009-09-05T01:08:25.630-07:00ramblings<div align="justify">5th Sep'09.<br /><br /><em>Assalamualaikum warhamatullahi wabarakatuhu......</em><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Ramadan Mubarak.................</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Hope everybody's ramadan is going awesome..</span><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Alhamdulillah it has rained so its not as hot as it was in the past month..Its my first exprience of attending full classes in niqab as now i go to a co-ed college.. Today i read aloud a full 4 page poem of thomas grey and started feeling all dizzy. </span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">My Ramadan is going very listless and hence I feel very bad..I dont know where is the fervour..how to ignite the flame of iman in my heart..Everyday after iftar my 2 cuzins,my sister and the housemaid girl all gather and read about ramadan from "</span><span style="color:#000099;">Fazail-e-Amaal</span><span style="color:#cc66cc;">"..But still the heart is dead..we pray taraveeh,read Quran but something is amiss..What?? i fail to understand..I had planned to read LOT of Quran and set aside a time for reading its meaning and interpretation..but...............</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">One thing i'm doing is cooking iftar and today for the first time this ramdan i made sehri...My 2 younger neice and nephew are having their first fast next week so there's a grand iftar..inshAllah. </span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Ok..had just wanted to write ANYthing.......</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">MAy Allah bless everyone and make us do sincere ibadah in the last ten nights of Ramadan..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /></span><span style="color:#cc66cc;">remember the whole ummah in your duas...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">take care</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">~Cool Muslimah~</span></div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-85981122417012638612009-08-05T09:33:00.000-07:002009-08-05T13:33:20.661-07:00HoMeLaND...my hometown.....<strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">MY HOMELAND........</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>6</strong>th Aug'2009.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;">Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu....</span></div><br /><br /><p align="right"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366545188373914914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtWiXx5ZMWOfed2ERu39CTx7nXYGpfmX3AZTapQDQBuGLgixdxX27QFNg7m11yWOEwol7xIPP2Am43R9Rex0biro7oL9l65LjIbAMq6OTqb6d-IuM1wilXyrCaCoPJxmrxlIwX/s320/427918576_c252a8461d.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;">So i should begin with my tattered old line "its been a long time since i posted...." coz i'm mashAllah the Queen of Procrastination..mAy Allah save everyone from this deadly habit..</span></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Now i'm Alhamdulillah back in my homeland...ah! the freedom ones feel in their homeland is amazing..no doubt i had more luxuries in the Gulf, more wider variety of delicious food items, AC's everywhere and every possible comfort u can think of...</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;">And the moment we step on the Indian Airport u feel as if you have been thrown from the peak of a mountain..it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo HOT when we came here..Allah!..it has been declared drought here this year...it was soo sticky and still its hot like anything! Its scorching hot...everywhere namaz-e-istisqa (salat for rain) is being prayed ..and yes it did rain last week...alhamdulillah.</span></p><br /><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366545598019876354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9EJaLup_A35ZEN1sNqHble3WxPWsGj9caSH8gF8T8uNWbNAU_T6Cidim6VDG9bii5SVLgZ9i74l4SnSraDU_ak0bsSIlA7R2joae4e98S5MWjq5JfY6qB44RfT5D2KSexeVI/s400/009401.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;">ok..so back to where i was...as u step out of the airport there are poor people, a very haphazard traffic, hot, the AC of our taxi wasnt working etc etc...........BUT</span></p><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The freedom u feel, the power u have..u are a citizen of this country..no one dare say any racist remark to you..no fear of being looked down upon by whites or arabs or any other person..we aren';t second </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">citizen...all speaking the same language...All this is still not so much important but the thing that connects us or me to my homeland is my own people,my relatives my scores of cousins , aunts,uncles who live here..the happiness we all feel when we meet eachother, all sitting under one roof chatting away..elders scolding the lil ones...and everyone there to share your happiness and grief..the housemaids who come immediately when they listen of your arrival..the love showered upon by each and every related member...i cannot get all this on any corner of the earth that is a feeling of belonging..where i have my ancestral history..where there are people who show me the place where my grandfather planted a tree when he was a kid, a place where i played as a child and grew up with fond memories alhamdulillah..</span></span></p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAaEO5eLuifkWtRAG_yFLm-F3tt9VL6Im8_avLgYZ-xVzhPNTJxnRy5TcuQqez6kp2OM5L2wuiFMrFiavWaOg4u2nYnhq7a4hBdWsV5ps3C4cI-kHoATubcHNKGwYZJY7PLEyR/s1600-h/348867476_981dbc8260.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366563250380790178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAaEO5eLuifkWtRAG_yFLm-F3tt9VL6Im8_avLgYZ-xVzhPNTJxnRy5TcuQqez6kp2OM5L2wuiFMrFiavWaOg4u2nYnhq7a4hBdWsV5ps3C4cI-kHoATubcHNKGwYZJY7PLEyR/s400/348867476_981dbc8260.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;">The aromas of sweets on the road , </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">different seasons like autumn, the downpour of monsoon,the scorching summers with mangoes in full swing, the biting winters with roasted peanuts sold on every roadside and the spring season with flowers in full bloom...its fun to live here.....</span><br /></span></div><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366545509028471186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi27IZkoZmXjww9FJPNin2bDWsdxjSZDlfn8vXmT2p3GLGzw5DaPtGV56GwCBEqP4p3BDEhyphenhyphen2G8fDjBP1qgCTT_L7iy_2pwrAfioXREOOBBEFdVQb7EfQuUkSWaBHVPXz1X5iDO/s400/177605-bangles-galour-0.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pJRe8LBAPlqYSRu_6jQ0-P3sDLNs7X8aL9crhYoTstzEDOo6sQdccaAvPHdnl3GCoBT2knj_SiXB5KJsTvglutD5-uH9t6hCoWbM_pslrOX1J3vun383qe8puHsQ_ViqZelQ/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366561385802075890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pJRe8LBAPlqYSRu_6jQ0-P3sDLNs7X8aL9crhYoTstzEDOo6sQdccaAvPHdnl3GCoBT2knj_SiXB5KJsTvglutD5-uH9t6hCoWbM_pslrOX1J3vun383qe8puHsQ_ViqZelQ/s400/Image081.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span></p><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366545381178410994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmiwx5Rur-q0Q3hbXn96KnnGwVApE8jsPyBTNGprCRT5ow9QW8nhdMYHLyjvumkqC7aYv4GD31uXowwOgoLH5Fc816-dYnFppu9uAPgSgUzwrFxZXAclCKHHq0nOSrbSvJJe4j/s320/2960_1094494331557_1502528938_30544397_2004934_n.jpg" border="0" /><br />"A homeland (rel. </span><a title="Country of origin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Country_of_origin"><span style="font-family:verdana;">country of origin</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> and native land) is the concept of the place (</span><a title="Cultural geography" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cultural_geography"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cultural geography</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">) to which an </span><a title="Ethnic group" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ethnic_group"><span style="font-family:verdana;">ethnic group</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> holds a long history and a deep cultural association with —the </span><a title="Country" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Country"><span style="font-family:verdana;">country</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> in which a particular </span><a title="Nationality" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nationality"><span style="font-family:verdana;">national identity</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> began."</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">That was the most haphazard and distorted post i ever wrote....</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ma'salam</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">~Cool Muslimah~</span></div></div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-16959849549189751842009-07-13T02:09:00.000-07:002009-07-17T02:15:08.180-07:00I'm back from umrah alhamdulillah............<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTHuahgQvsz4MFsx4Fv6HyPjx6FUcZCX3I3ftRW3dytKsgdrXQ7Ot2M1cr6WJURm7-xVuTsYTuZgGZ20uz__igQYR3fmYDy5wlCXuEZ84JXBQ3GfqtqHsKFWIKRSAmHM026kHG/s1600-h/Img_0364.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359034471823752754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTHuahgQvsz4MFsx4Fv6HyPjx6FUcZCX3I3ftRW3dytKsgdrXQ7Ot2M1cr6WJURm7-xVuTsYTuZgGZ20uz__igQYR3fmYDy5wlCXuEZ84JXBQ3GfqtqHsKFWIKRSAmHM026kHG/s320/Img_0364.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>16th July'2009.<br /><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiundg72FiPI_oH1v7DAC1kiYAurhpwq_AJZVxJ80kTrHb1hwzABpH-xvThifw62YW10tKjncMtCQDWf3BIMVYTOj4tfHOQPwHS5SFiLvgFjj7QYJyjRG3KmW_5gjwE-PteBC_c/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357874782009695890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiundg72FiPI_oH1v7DAC1kiYAurhpwq_AJZVxJ80kTrHb1hwzABpH-xvThifw62YW10tKjncMtCQDWf3BIMVYTOj4tfHOQPwHS5SFiLvgFjj7QYJyjRG3KmW_5gjwE-PteBC_c/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;">Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu......<br />All thanks to Allah....bismillah ir-rahman ir-rahim alhamdulillahi rabbil alameen.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYATC0rIBZZRoQ4jgZUnlM0yHugufPc8-50LU4S7_A2zaFCGDIKhTCTPL6t9goJfkf9Ve7vR1tnqBCM-G0aqiHjrJcWkbKf-NpZqZVrhEFPyHYBV4sfqeMCRfvGiqEKQ5DBQT6/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">Yes..alhamdulillah i returned from umrah 3 days back..was meaning to blog the next day but i have soooooo much to write and relate that i dunno from where to begin and where to end...MashAllah what an experience...</span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">The closeness with your religion, the companionship and love that emanates in the two holy cities for your fellow muslim bretheren, the barakah always descending, the throngs of people ranging from all nationalities,old people,young men and women, cute cherubic lovely children (mashAllah), people of all colour, class and nation-indonesian,malaysian,pakistani,Turkey,irani,syrian,Indian,Lebanese,South African....endless mashAllah.Young boys and men with beards,in thoub, saafa and topis..small girls prancing around in hijab,people crying away their griefs in front of the house of Allah, people supplicating and doing duas in their on mother tongues oblivious to the surroundings and people- reminding you of the day of Qiyamat (the Day of judgement)..the athan resonating through the city of Mekkah where once the <em>kuffars</em> didn't let muslims pray openly and then the multitudes of people and their buzz all silenced down once the Imam said Allahuakbar indicating the beginning of <em>salat </em>or <em>namaz.</em> It would be pin drop silence all silently bowed in front of their beloved Allah..i can't find words to express it..it could be just felt..so</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_MFEiuBhmuj_UtGj-hDGtsnY5nW6bsfa3Le1_c2_HpwQ2S82j5jlx-irLfvSkUwI8Qb7dZgQRfCD8lDCMdTTWAoV3Xk5W9mDhwRJsdvxOGLgKLwxLZdew_-0Iurh65jxdqqQ/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358588076969451506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_MFEiuBhmuj_UtGj-hDGtsnY5nW6bsfa3Le1_c2_HpwQ2S82j5jlx-irLfvSkUwI8Qb7dZgQRfCD8lDCMdTTWAoV3Xk5W9mDhwRJsdvxOGLgKLwxLZdew_-0Iurh65jxdqqQ/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">mething seemed to warm you from inside..tears themselves made their way specially when <em>Sheikh Sudais </em>led the Fajr prayers in Mekkah..subhanAllah it was amazing!!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">Our 10 day trip was beautiful..free from the hassles of wordly materialistic persuits.</span></p><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">I did lots of duas....may Allah accept them...It was soo funny ..as i did tawaf and at the Ruadha (tomb) of our beloved Prophet Mohammad salalllaho alayhi wassalllam I did dua and the name was not the ordinary names but "sacrifice for allah" coz i dont know her original name..lol!!<br /><br /><br /></span><p></p><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">I have so much to tell you all..simple things...some rich experiences and upload pix of the desert land ... I'm planning on making a new blog for my umrah trip.. whatsay??</span></p></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"></span></p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">~CooL MuslimaH~<br /></span><p></p>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-8731873588097874572009-06-29T13:55:00.000-07:002009-06-30T08:43:32.242-07:00I HATE I HATE....I SO HATE IT I HATE -------<br />30th June'09.<br /><br /><br /><br /><ol><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>when i have to edit my post innumerable times</strong></span>...<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;">yes i have todo it i dont know why..i give spaces between paragraphs but it doesnt appear on the blog and its way toooooo irritating...aaargh!!!</span></li><br /><li><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Attitude</span></strong>. <span style="color:#000099;">I hate attitude..specially people who think that owing a little more money or name makes them much better than the humanity and consequently they treat the others like shit! for instance , in India people usually in cars speak so rudely with the rickshaw waalas that i just want to go and give them a good beating!.. I remember once we were going to the airport, our taxi driver slightly hit a car in front of it..ohh that cheapstake stopped his car and steped outside and can you believe it he slapped our driver!!!! Oh man I just really wanted to do i dunno what to that man!! i was in a rage...And he just drove away as if he had done the noblest thing in the world!!..</span></li><br /><li><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">when</span> <span style="color:#660000;">i'm falsely accused</span></strong>..<span style="color:#330000;">ugh!! it drives me mad!!</span></div></li><br /><li><span style="color:#000099;">When a thing that i almost never do and the moment i think of doing it my mom catches me and goes on "ya i know you are so irresponsible" so oblivious to my desperate cries that i had done it just this time,.For instance, that day after lunch meal, i wanted to eat something sweet..so i took the jar of Nutella and licked off some chocolate and yes! what should have happend..my mom happens to come that moment..and has that knowing look on her face..and now she would not believe me that it was the first time.</span></li><br /><li><span style="color:#000099;">When people just get angry and they dont tell you what's the reason or they keep everything to themselves..And keep on nodding knowingly,smirking and acting as if you have committed something really bad but they wont damn tell you!!aargh!! </span></li><br /><li><span style="color:#000099;">US or ISrael butting in every country's matters be it Tehran or Pakistan or any other country..why can't they mind their own business??</span></li><br /><li><strong><span style="color:#660000;">bullying</span></strong> in any form</li><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>Teasing the weak people or insane people</strong></span>...like in my hometown in India there are a few people who roam on the streets and are psychologically not normal..its a common sight to see shopkeepers or vendors teasing them...(ok maybe its just in a light manner and they dont hurt them but i think its not appropriate or maybe i;m thinking too much)</li><br /><li><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Capris worn by muslim girls</span></strong>..i just dislike that fashion.</li><br /><li>Girls wearing revealing clothes.</li><br /><li><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Deceit and lying</span></strong>. (It doesnt mean i never lied...but nevertheless i hate lying)</li><br /><li>Wasting food.</li></ol><p></p><br /><br /><p>~Cool Muslimah~</p>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-14231677840418314472009-06-29T08:50:00.000-07:002009-06-29T15:25:04.234-07:00entrapped!! aaah why???<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Assalamualaykum...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#993300;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#993300;"></span><span style="color:#000066;">So only 2 days are left for going to umrah inshAllah...I have one thing that's irking me and i'm not working upon it..As usual i had thought of raising my iman level before going to umrah like read the translation of Quran or reading books on the companions of Prophet Mohammad sallallaho alayhi wassallam or anything pertaining to increasing the taqwa but alas! as always I merely think and the action is missing! This time I am in the lowest spirit of eeman..Allah help me out.</span></span></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Well, just now went to order an abaya each for my sis,mom and me.Then the girls whom i had gone with + my young sis and my elder cousin's wife- all went to yum Yum tree..I went for the 1st time...Man! what sad plight..I know i am no one to say this ..nor am i much better than anyone else but as a generalised comment which includes me..Its quite bad how we all have been trapped in the snares of this world..long menus of food+ malls where we spend hours of shopping wasting money on things we possibly dont want..its very sad! The girls and boys there were totally arabs and a small %age of pakis and indians wud have been there just that mingled in them i couldnt make out...Boys were mostly in bermudas..man I hate it i hate that item whoever invented it...Well boys can wear it in the name of fashion but when it comes to sunnah of wearing a pant or any clothing piece above your ankle they feel embarassed! How ironical! (or maybe they don't know about that sunnah but then that's another story--- what are their parents doing??) This whole culture of shunning all religious books and sticking just to QUran and Bukhari or any hadith book is somewhat affecting people...(that's again another story).. Ok back to Yum Yum tree..the girls were in gaudy abayas (which answered to my wondering this morning that who in the world wears these abayas? But on a positive note atleast they wear abaya!!) Flashy mobiles, fashion,makeup .sad very sad! where are our umar and fatimas?? Why are we as youths not attaining taqwa..Where is our iman? our fear of Allah? our zest for da'wah? Why can't we lower our gaze?? why do we give a damn about the western culture and what others will think of us?? Why dont we make Allah our priority? Alas!! ya Allah you are the most merciful, you love a human 70 times that of a mother then do fill our hearts with iman and grant us the highest level of taqwa..ameen ameen</span>.</span></span></span><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Ok nothing more is coming to my mind...will post soon..that is b4 going for umrah inshALlah...then after that obviously! I still dunno where I would be going first- Mekkah or MAdinah. I have a list on a piece of paper of all those people who ask for dua..coz i tend to forget and also, i like to do dua by specially naming that person..</span><br /></div></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Whoever reads this please do dua for me and the ummat.....</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">JAzakAllah khair</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">~Cool Muslimah~</span></span></div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-70754946905315211532009-06-26T02:02:00.000-07:002009-06-26T02:57:27.390-07:00rattling on...the chatterbox<em>26 june'09</em><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakutuhu..</em><br /><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">May anyone reading this read it in the best of their health and eeman..<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">Yesterday we had a one dish dinner at our place..we were given the responsibilty to cook rice..So at night came 5 families..Man there were such cute children..awwwwwwww...MAshAllah!! wish i could take their pix and post here..but its a sin so ....<br />During the men's chance food left was very little (nah! the women hadn't eaten all ..in fact it was in a small quantity)..khair..By Allah's barakah all were able to eat well...<br /></span></span><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">One aunty came who has a beautiful daughter with VERY beautiful hair..all long,black,shiny and thick...But horrors of horrors she had cut them really really short!!..ugh!! i hate it when girls cut their hair short..all praised her..me n my sis sat silent coz "if you can't speak good then keep silent" and i hate lying "OMG u look so pretty"...ok she looked nice coz she is really adorable and will look bt4l even if i guess she goes bald (ok that was an exaggeration)...But i think girls cutting their hair is a sort of ungratefulness to Allah's blessing..anyway this is my personal belief! </span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Here its a trend to talk to your small ones in English..and it drives me mad!! Why? Coz a child should know his/her native tongue properly..and even if they r in west its understandable..but here..come on your kids won't be cool if they speak engllish...in fact what happens..is they get quite slow in getting what you say...they can't even cry in their own language..they don't have command over one languag..coz their parents are indian or pakis and english ain't their mother tongue so u expect the kind of english they would speak..And now is the need to teach your kids their mother tongue coz english eventually everyone learns..Neo colonisation at its extent!!</span></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">right now while i'm posting i can very clearly hear the juma khutba going on ..the masjid is literally a few feets away...and now the aqamat is being said and its DITTO LIKE THAT OF HARAM!!! mashAllah it feels i'm there in mekkah..My sis and me like always had planned to go to masjid..but then i thought of the hadeeth</span><br /><em></em><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Narrated by Ibn 'Umar: Allah's Apostle said: “Do not prevent women (wives, mothers, daughters, sisters, etc) from (praying at) mosques. Yet, their prayer at home is better (for them).”</strong> </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><strong>The Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) said: "A woman’s prayer in her house is better than her prayer in her courtyard, and her prayer in her chamber is better than her prayer in her house." (Abu Dawud</strong></span>)<br /><br /><em>So we decided to stay at home and inshAllah we'll pray in umrah at masjid nabwi..yay! inshAllah!</em><br /><em>Ok..so that's all for now..</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>JazkAllah khair...</em><br /><em>~Cool Muslimah~</em>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-33734117444227381802009-06-25T02:02:00.000-07:002009-07-02T06:02:49.963-07:00Am leaving bye,,..Photos i tookAssalamualaykum..<br /><p> </p><p>Am leaving for umrah in a sec.....i'll answer everybody's last post query on 11th iunshALSlh.<br /><br /></p>Thought i would share some pix i took from my cell phone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />1.Pics i took of a beach where we had gathered for barbeque in the land of desert-<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv65UNe8G2r11FFGIRsoi13CzCJRZGExC_nmljtbRbFBeNlWKnk1scmNTxogLeXgFyG_tcKWSU4ArYWiSbyvvDw9eutY-zPPtzAnBHdkFya1jfJ4XVegRgL0rAeQQ_6rjCovkU/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351197198378950914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv65UNe8G2r11FFGIRsoi13CzCJRZGExC_nmljtbRbFBeNlWKnk1scmNTxogLeXgFyG_tcKWSU4ArYWiSbyvvDw9eutY-zPPtzAnBHdkFya1jfJ4XVegRgL0rAeQQ_6rjCovkU/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GDPDnZ6327oqHElHkCywoSYzBrrndGliV96jzroIwHQHNyDOqYyRGZJphSs42wk5NPJHXiGFzBwoAcs6V0dalOzXO98-gy-f95Jmj_dWXmS_5CBC3Arm4yJBmypJirPLLttq/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351197045133330578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GDPDnZ6327oqHElHkCywoSYzBrrndGliV96jzroIwHQHNyDOqYyRGZJphSs42wk5NPJHXiGFzBwoAcs6V0dalOzXO98-gy-f95Jmj_dWXmS_5CBC3Arm4yJBmypJirPLLttq/s400/Image023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5taOTS8iwc6TVbSPmALb1s__lmTCAz53kE6rH1rEgMaccwezVEXwCzD9ttQ0XswClFuhLrGv9cy13sGd-FziUc-EB7-A_x7zWNI0h08aZrwjomKYmuU23FULJx5N8675k7p4v/s1600-h/Shafaq.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351196879383121634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbhAMaU7kfv3X1ucLoAQNh4nWBtz7eBsCxxpid7FsFEkzzeW_FhMi5Uhegnh9EjkXwjx3Yl-D406L6bECVGOcYRNrMZX8OYXgXCNoQtI0CIVpn4S6pSIIuEHaJ9Tv7tBYvKJvM/s400/Kari+dhoop+the..jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNJKW828LFolA598giR4VHdHNBQDVmuOl_cWBYjbBkiyECujAQlpQ8Aei1BJ-iGKab0HBNyyFHV9aZX6rTrukbMLDgtni21me1amEsABUb5unBXiN-LGl4-JUNQ2uIcoeOhNrn/s1600-h/Rajasthan..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195662474661506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNJKW828LFolA598giR4VHdHNBQDVmuOl_cWBYjbBkiyECujAQlpQ8Aei1BJ-iGKab0HBNyyFHV9aZX6rTrukbMLDgtni21me1amEsABUb5unBXiN-LGl4-JUNQ2uIcoeOhNrn/s400/Rajasthan..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFN2gguwetr03q1ZlfZzElt2dRZMi3kEe0OUUhlWIVr5kW40375V81T3JCTnL8lwmcSZsRqa0VTY-vAhQs5KTM058eQT75qd5qA_gqcnCT9NLfkddXFD355r14hw9zr0Mb1LPW/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195451681788226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFN2gguwetr03q1ZlfZzElt2dRZMi3kEe0OUUhlWIVr5kW40375V81T3JCTnL8lwmcSZsRqa0VTY-vAhQs5KTM058eQT75qd5qA_gqcnCT9NLfkddXFD355r14hw9zr0Mb1LPW/s400/Image050.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrDjrbucbD4IJc5IJ4UFtwtirmG8LAZaNBUfBwNucXvwg_l140Rf8rKpoyyhrHjWt7zhjEDNNljJCaUHDI2_1FYC8TZLEHQ2I6xdiHgyenauWuqIm2RPaz39e4KR6VXDDJIKP/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195238865448498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrDjrbucbD4IJc5IJ4UFtwtirmG8LAZaNBUfBwNucXvwg_l140Rf8rKpoyyhrHjWt7zhjEDNNljJCaUHDI2_1FYC8TZLEHQ2I6xdiHgyenauWuqIm2RPaz39e4KR6VXDDJIKP/s400/Image030.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div>These pix i took in India whilst travelling to my grandma's place-<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLHYvODjlzcnwHMexO5B_HYqKXmhNEP0aOAhaDGurVal9mKqb_fRP1NtpdVjBZdTawIpKIYRmgXkRDvYl52ZqP9EUYEEJeWeNVsgO4Xaw5vAlcurEhTirSScdfiF9eTHeJY6z6/s1600-h/hut.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351194812776598354" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggZDf0OB6e_1yyRlMdz28vK5niW6LRje4TgGk7FKayWoDvSOsxOos5BWfIE7Vd_o4I-RByAuoFsjdu_goNuLMLja3TJRMdlDIorqL7jSsHimoWC4vCFWFVLH6k7jnJiz8zjoMR/s400/Allah+ki+Nemat.jpg" border="0" /></a> Pix my sis took from the plane<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibSOYEztrrQPJc4dF5dMVeM8CzMvw7HWcwUR4yDO1tUCTTgLGuWHjS5PDQMFJgGYzgh4dR-YblQatcNpuEz2s7Gh5SGTGASYuuRYxOk4rnGkshWY9yONfwhSnq6opn0jz9Gh-Y/s1600-h/plane.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351191354402654130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibSOYEztrrQPJc4dF5dMVeM8CzMvw7HWcwUR4yDO1tUCTTgLGuWHjS5PDQMFJgGYzgh4dR-YblQatcNpuEz2s7Gh5SGTGASYuuRYxOk4rnGkshWY9yONfwhSnq6opn0jz9Gh-Y/s400/plane.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4bX57KkkG1pytRuWX0YrQW61P8bYkWrIWWCsCvPP1Ub2E-f6FY3S-_4go3II1QVfE26jjKmhjSykLKJ3_4_Xg-degTnY-grYMxuUfHDiDqhdj1_2Kzzcs9qvC7zD0sseZ7kg/s1600-h/Plane+take+off..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351191161349664290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4bX57KkkG1pytRuWX0YrQW61P8bYkWrIWWCsCvPP1Ub2E-f6FY3S-_4go3II1QVfE26jjKmhjSykLKJ3_4_Xg-degTnY-grYMxuUfHDiDqhdj1_2Kzzcs9qvC7zD0sseZ7kg/s400/Plane+take+off..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWe_EcEd-6Tn4XaArRnV9wfQEgzkWHPds27eVmQz4r6CrL2lkul-iwP1R_B6CeEHVDP8bLm-9L7b0EmkVKivvr0CZ5JOCMU4KQ7nqFC__bkPdhypI5m729nP0h-ZckI5le9CeK/s1600-h/plane1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351190987299081490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWe_EcEd-6Tn4XaArRnV9wfQEgzkWHPds27eVmQz4r6CrL2lkul-iwP1R_B6CeEHVDP8bLm-9L7b0EmkVKivvr0CZ5JOCMU4KQ7nqFC__bkPdhypI5m729nP0h-ZckI5le9CeK/s400/plane1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-19955032341003845092009-06-24T05:32:00.000-07:002009-06-24T06:13:32.992-07:00`in the land of shawarmas`<span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">24 June'09.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Assalamualaikum folks....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"> So i've safely landed in the land of desert and shawarmas alhamdulillah..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">My competetion was quite tough but...Allah is kareem..let's c.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"> My journey was very smooth by the grace of Allah, and since my young sis was with me we quite enjoyed it.The immigration official at the desk asked us soooo many questions..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Official- Where are you going? Why? When will u return? who's there? Where do u study? Are you married? Then why do u wear niqab? oh ! so unmarried girls can also wear niqab?....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"> And the girl who checked my face (to match with the passport) was very sweet..May Allah give her hidaya..ameen. I met one of my junior Mariam at the airport..we sat talking till our flight's departure was announced..the air hostess thought we were Arabs and greeted us quite cordially.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">the plane was almost empty..I slept the whole way..Mum and my bro were there to recieve us.In fact, my bro and me started laughing on seeing eachother (for no reason at all..hehe..).</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"> Me n my sis gobbled up chicken nuggets,twisters,laban..ah! the delicacies of arab world..no tension of halal or haraam...yesterday we went to a mall..Quite HUGE and i didn't like it..too much flashy, guys with gelled hairs, girls all in HEAVY makeup...Allah it makes me sad and WHY do girls wear makeup?? i never understand,...it makes them look horrible..</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"> Man! i saw so many obese people here...they all should be sent to india to pull rickshaws all will slim down..eating junk,sitting in AC's , always sipping soft drinks ..what do u expect??</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"> anyway bought an abaya today and also ordered one more....Alhamdulillah...Am on a spree to buy a new cell phone ...one which looks girly+sober+with a memory card+cheap....Actually, buying anything makes me feel guilty i dunno why..though my bro doesn't but i feel so..there was a red silver mobile which i liked but a bit expensive..i just passed by..my bro prompted me and when my mom herself said "the price is ok"..i was like yipppyy alhamdulillah....i wanna buy it before umrah to record the athan there and stuff.inshAllah.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Thats for now....will write something constructive soon inshAllah,...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">See ya.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">take care</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">~Cool Muslimah~</span><br /><span style="color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="color:#330033;"></span>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-80384894830539538782009-06-20T21:47:00.000-07:002009-06-20T22:37:09.501-07:00Ramblings of Cool Muslimah<div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Assalamualaikum..</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">So i'm off to join my parents and bro in a muslim country and then will be going for umrah in the first week of july inshAllah.....</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Yesterday as I had promised my old maidservant that i would stitch her clothes if she would stay back with us...I sat down to sew..Now , firstly I don't know AT ALL how to sew clothes...u might be wondering why i promised? Actually, she being old and a bit cranky got angry that day with my aunt and refused to eat whole day...MashAllah what will power!! She didn't eat from morn till night..Keeping in view that she works very hard and has a good apetite it would have been quite difficult for her!..She doesn't have her 10 fingers whole..i mean they got cut in a grass cutting machine one day ..so they are chopped in half..hope u got it..Anyway still she does all her work and is so active that if i die and live 100 lives i wont be able to do so..Well after my lots of coaxing and cajoling she finally ate food in the dead of night at 1am..Alhamdulillah! So in that coaxing i had promised fearfully that i would sew your clothes..</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"> Since I had promised i took up the sewing machine..Alhamdulillah i was able to do almost the whole pyjama..but in the end I unfortunately, went up to my aunt to ask how to add a belt to it? Allah...my aunt looked at my sewing and started "is this how u sew child? Today's girls are so..come on open all the stitches and do it again"...AARGH!!!!!!.. well i did as she told me..My aunt is a perfectionist and finally I did till noon and once i banged at the sewing machine coz its thread was irriating me........Alhamdulillah work done!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">The maid who cooks <em>chapati </em>for us has two small boys who come to read Quran from my mom..since my mom's away my aunt has taken up the task..Anyway i had lured them that if they leran the "durood" I would give them a big chocolate each+ to the young girl who lives at our place and would help them in memorizing.</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Now it happened that one of them learnt it and I sent the girl to a nearby shop to buy a choc. and it wasn't available..i felt so bad..and the young one who's so irksome at times kept on ranting" where's my elder bro's choc? he has memorized it!The next day my cuz bot 3 chocs..i ate the one for the younger kid coz he wouldnt memorize at any cost and kept on giggling,running,peeping and all chilsih activities..Anyway at night the kids came to ask for some ice..I asked the elder one to recite the durood..as he recited i gave him the choc + to the girl who had helped..Now the younger naughty one on seeing this quickly memorised and said "listen to mine too"..I listened with apprehension and to my horror he had learnt in no time..man why had i eaten his share?? glutton!.. well he was stumbling at one part..I said learn properly and i'll listen tomorrow..yesterday i bot for him and today InshAllah will give him...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">tomorow i have a major test..250students are competing for just 30 seats..do pray i qualify it..its very important that i get in!! PLZ DO DUA FOR MY TEST..</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Moreover, I'm very much apprehensive that should i wear my black gloves at the airport or not...you see i have since the past 3 or 4 months started wearing gloves too, accompanying my abaya +niqab..now will gloves be ok at the airport or it would be too risky?? Do give me suggestion i dont know what to do?? pray for my safe journey...</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Will post after reaching the land of desert inshAllah.....</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Till then..adieu</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">take care</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">~Cool Muslimah~</span><br /><br /></div></span><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span></strong>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-73681425183291454942009-06-19T03:18:00.001-07:002009-06-19T12:33:26.947-07:00FacEBook Ruins...HELP!!!!!!!!<span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><strong><em>PART 1.</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Once upon a time in the age of Orkut,Blogs and Facebook there lived a girl called Leena..A very pretty and a bright girl, full of fancies and imaginations which best suited a girl of her age..Just like her other contemporaries, she was also hooked by the "net mania" and was an active member of Orkut or Facebook..Just like her brothers and sisters did toothbrush in the morning she checked her account and upated her profile..Wherever her family and friends went she had a digital camera to take pix of herself or the family gathering to be posted on her profile..You see she lived in the world of facebook..it was how she was connected with the world and retrospect on account of other people's comments..(after all real people judge you by your apparent looks and she was quite honest on the internet..she hated lying!) Her pics were quite decent...the usual ones that all have but being a beautiful girl her friends list was equal to the fan list of J.K.Rowling...</span></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"> If you calculated where her whole life was spent till date, maximum time from her teens was devoted in taking the various quizzes on facebook..( u know quiz is made for people to check their IQ and knowledge, so being a masterbrain she took innumerable quizzes..)..But these were not the usual quizzes where you answer questions like "whos' the president of Zambia?" or "Where are the headquarters of UNO?" instead they were much more juicy quizzes ..You know much more about yourself.(who cares about the damn world! just know yourself, enjoy and live your life)...questions so intelligent...man they make you puke! but like other people Leena loved doing them..( u know people get so bored nowadays..its the latest trend..its cool to say "I'm bored" and ironically, they also dont hav time..ha!) She was happy to know the answer of "how bitchy are you?" , "What psychiatric disorder do you have?", What's your swear word?"what does your eyes say? " "How common is your name?"Now doesn't Lena seem so self obsessed of herself? no she was not. Coz everyone she knew did that..So when everyone is so self conscious , what's the use of caring for someone? But wait..they were not so concieted..they were concerned about their frenz..they used to please eachother and</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#6633ff;">display thier affection by answering a questionnaire "How well do you know him/her?"..</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">These quizzes affected people badly which other folks were unaware of, like for instance-</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#996633;">Sam, a very brilliant and a straight A student much admired by his teachers after taking the quiz "Which psychiatric disorder do you have?" got the answer "you are a NERD"....He could not get over the shock and this got so embedded in his mind that he could not concentrate on his studies and finally dropped out of school much to the despair of his parents...And today he can be seen polishing shoes of people in front of the White House</span>.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#000066;">Alia and Cindy were best mates since childhood..they had grown together and people used to give example of their friendship..They always supported eachother no matter how dire the situation may be..but one morning it was observed that Alia and Cindy were shooting deadly looks to one another and in lunchtime they sat on different tables (quite a record breaking news for the big city) ..both sat stony faced passing cynical comments on eachother...When enquired the reason of this breakup was - Alia had scored a mere 33% in the quiz -How well do you know cindy?" on her Facebook</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Not only this the facebook has magical powers and can tell secrets which great sorcerers of the world could not do...It can answer questions like" When will you die?" "Who will be your future boyfriend" ..Now that's superb science and technology..grreat!! ( Man what do people get by getting involved in such baseless quiz...May Allah guide them..)...(What is the use of taking quiz such as "What pets do you have?"..If you have them already then WHAT IS THE POINT??</span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">*back to story*</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">TO be continued...............</span></p>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-30680271976342176992009-06-13T13:01:00.000-07:002009-06-13T15:36:30.519-07:00~WhEn I wAs A kiD~<div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"> <span style="color:#000000;">14june'09.</span> </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;">"For oft, when on my couch I lie<br />In vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eye<br />Which is the bliss of solitude;"</span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Assalamualaikum....</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">Alhamdulillah I had the opportunity to visit my ancestral town a few weeks back...the place where i spent the best part of my childhood days..</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">As soon as our schools would be closed for summer vacations in around april we all would gather there (my relatives from all around with kids of all age groups)...</span></strong><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">We have Old fashioned , traditional and big <i>havelis</i> connected with the homes of various relatives..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaztNRPfv7Kkpt5kf2muvmNyAXdu48AAWWV-p5_8D20Brgf5gFD1ne2hqNyJYBpjesQldq6PMyjIhzFPGrLvaL1LoIIE5x35nmlxw5VIY_2QnC0m125wcpJ138bU4BIHEitcjH/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346927991191846210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaztNRPfv7Kkpt5kf2muvmNyAXdu48AAWWV-p5_8D20Brgf5gFD1ne2hqNyJYBpjesQldq6PMyjIhzFPGrLvaL1LoIIE5x35nmlxw5VIY_2QnC0m125wcpJ138bU4BIHEitcjH/s400/Image037.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">so that we need not go anywhere outside to visit someone's place..Moreover the women of our household there don't cross the threshold of the mansion..The men's area is outside where our grandfathr,uncles and their guests would sit in the evening discussing about various topics and we as children (who were not bound by the rule till then and were allowed to venture out there) would play all sorts of bizarre games till dinner time...From morn till night we would play,play and play... at night all the servants' kids would also come and play with us...they had a wide range of unusual and eccentric games..(we would be around 20 kids mashAllah)..</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">ah! i still remember those moonlit nights, the serenity of the small town,the calmness pervading the air, eating the sour ripe mangoes which came from our fields,reading the Quran in the morning, rushing to our grandfather's bro's place the moment we got the chance (as half our cousins used to reside there)...then till lunch our abode would be the terraces and then in evening we would go out to the menfolks area palying in the vast adjoining field till dinner, the frenzy of action, sitting near the traditional <i>chulha</i>, (a mud stove used for cooking with wood as its fuel) watching the chapatis being made, hearing stories from our grandmother, going (rarely) to see our meadows and fields and eating mangoes,peaches,jamun.....etc.., the small fights and childish quarrels we use to have on petty matters, our younger siblings irritating us...aargh!! it still makes me angry to recall how they would forever tail us and would want entry in our games..i never culd comprehend why they couldn't get to play their own games!! On top of it they would go complaining to our elders who in turn scolded us and also forced us to let those annoying nitwits enter our sacred premises..(ok i'm getting a bit touchy..)</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">My ancestors all being very practising and pious muslims mashAllah had many rules which were slowly detoriating by the advancement of time..As i told u before the womenfolk of our household don't venture out of the threshold of the women's quarters which comprises of the whole big house..and if we want clothes to buy then a servant is sent to a shop and she brings all sorts of clothes in the house ..then all gather round and select their favourite piece...the money is sent and the shopping is complete...haha...we are so free from the hassles of the outside world there..no need to go anywhere..big mansion sort of houses connected with other relatives places.And in earlier days when my aunts were young they tell us that they would go in palanquins to a nighbourhood followed by a male member of the family..lol...</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">Television was a rarity as it wasn't allowed..so we would sneak to an aunty's place a bit far off and watch TV there...only on sundays..and tell our elders that we are going to wed our doll with the male doll there...we were so stupid that we thought we fooled them!! Alhamdulillah our home there, here at my place and at my paternal uncle's place still doesn't have the root of evil-the idiot box (television)!</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">When it would be the time of everybody's departure at the end of<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPquR_qzZmhZVSRt9186K36ZEshkwPolFWKgJfp0CopX9hyOZQrxdB6xTWwewqGZSrR_Djo76SMpdoJN130g-48i3ClItWEOR-1Okg-gU1cI3hcTjEQyiPcgXN13AhPeEuJ57_/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346930030627505714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPquR_qzZmhZVSRt9186K36ZEshkwPolFWKgJfp0CopX9hyOZQrxdB6xTWwewqGZSrR_Djo76SMpdoJN130g-48i3ClItWEOR-1Okg-gU1cI3hcTjEQyiPcgXN13AhPeEuJ57_/s400/Image059.jpg" border="0" /></a> summer </span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;">we would run after the rickshaw of the cousins leaving first and waving our hands like mad as if we would never met again (man .. we were so stupid...............hahaha).( in the pic is the road leading from our door till the far end which we kids couldn't even step ahead) ..and those were the bright days which coloured the pages of my life withe sweetest memories..alhamdulillah.mashAllah.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br />Some more pix of my recent trip-</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346932378235983474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpoVJkB7uffSV_639qQFuBVus1ouX159JRnNuxkjh2B3pTlUD1WbBu37f3uWugooflP4hAJvea9epIWybBxBNtxDk0e-YEp95LG-PEX-BbS5GLnqYCyj2QSO2jE0-slmPxdBed/s400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346932219685308690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu3bp1BIvrO7i304imYvLvFKc84QPadg95vo81H755yIznR_Zo5ML__82_qAS1ZxsFdfDp8IwX3JRn5nRFhldHvICWO3gD_jh7hFqtzBm7iRE77v2x2p5wf8KFlHCKFyhk6KGG/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346932062801604002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg18ggJ_ssnEFFXTmuaAJgKSoVIqBNbqF2z3PUf4pSgrCNF4eBkAiX0uYXK8A4MNFuNgMGfUsgzOu2Kjj1Ekin7Wb54CMwAmkW1tkD5yuq2-mNaazfA0s8mNA7gQGagriCaaBvB/s400/Image062.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346931757113398722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTOfePr3d3lTc6rwo3_rZhjPGOKlHi82Lk0Zit809ap3YF2KtrcHB5I5JsTDg0hnqwz7EDwdvOLX_UJZFJJkYfLRzoAkLm5IzLInDRNmY5C2NnnZ4Oypit9ht3w3Obc0RjyATA/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /> these were the pix of one part of women quarters<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346932866341719266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicMKDwGegjNh1Rv1bY21HPzJaa7pCZC935uKHjl6z2bTqV-pf4eFM-beuveOJ6UwCy4kjTVqS3UzG-IEVMMEyPvGp2u7zSZMcXHjwxNvNZst0f7nLQttC8w7Q0_SVYeTeqDdCC/s400/Image015.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p align="center">one of the terrace where we used to play and our cousins when not allowed to join our game would climb up from behind the other adjoining terrace and jump down onto the terrace from the shade visible at the far end of the pic..</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346936829722088194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fC0RBGoYAse4GPh652z87DJXZZCNy1fW61xTCBSMHxX-ktg_hBEAS2YSEyTckPR-SfeSijqmapygcXg41GAkGM9Bl90SDG2UrpnVuuu2i6XtAycD7CKLKwc05ZgdT7kzhp0R/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" />the house which we as kids believed to be haunted and never dared to come here alone even in broad daylight...lol.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346939534023469826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqq510wq4I_7fTh8OfDylsG-6JYhIouLsaeBXd1lrIdmmHjY-loA7Fi50j9N9cwYeD5B7g7mYfkbodY6B1O6c3HhGhy8paF0klc_AepTuCmGcoxBZhH-yZGwJzc-gtRwf1dYXQ/s400/Image032.jpg" border="0" /> Freshly plucked peaches which came from the fields..yeah they are not ripe but we ate them anyway..hahaha...</p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;">~~ That's all~~ </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;">JazkAllah</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;">~Cool Muslimah~</span></strong><br /></p><p></p>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-79703948027901768982009-06-05T22:47:00.000-07:002009-06-09T14:22:30.884-07:00Simple moments with rich memories......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8b8HuG_qx3W6X6sRlH09RfnIiETaaANU20OxRaZ8FbbZIAbFD_Q1CYo0QN8V2mqOWqWw2Yy-vflSP7PpqXW8jWC5CCa2BdC1TwE3vx1mhLr6ttYABMXTVNIhnntZ19h3H_Pc/s1600-h/pravs+-+contact+-+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345441273060500482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8b8HuG_qx3W6X6sRlH09RfnIiETaaANU20OxRaZ8FbbZIAbFD_Q1CYo0QN8V2mqOWqWw2Yy-vflSP7PpqXW8jWC5CCa2BdC1TwE3vx1mhLr6ttYABMXTVNIhnntZ19h3H_Pc/s400/pravs+-+contact+-+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">Assalamualaikum.......</span></em><br /><br /><br />It has become a mammoth task for me to sit and do any work on my computer..mashAllah I have 13 people right now in my home...aunts and cousins.Though i'm not complaining..its soo much fun specially when we go to sleep with all 6 or so cuzins stretched out on the floor..fighting for the Cooler Fan to be turned in their direction and recording our voices by singing wedding songs and in the midst as some one bursts out giggling all start laughing uncontrollably (for no reason at all)..ah! the fun in stupidities with your loved ones is so cherishing....But no fun is complete without the presence of a dictator who is feared by the mischief makers and this role is rightly played by my dear Mother..<br />the moment footsteps would be heard on the staircase all of us would just dart here and there and lie in a sleeping position with the plug of recorder pulled mercilessly by the sensible one.And never did it turn out to be mother ..always it was someone of our group whom we hadn't noticed missing and was kind enough to bring a bottle of chilled water for everyone(it soo hot nowadays that we r forvevr thirsty and its a daunting task to leave even a second of excitement amidst a game going on - to go downstairs and fetch a bottle of cold water from the refrigerator so all lazy fellows wait for someone to go down for some work and come along with water )...Ever heard of Murphy's Laws? Well i would like to add one more law to them..whenever we thought it was some kid coming up and kept on talking till late hour ..we found my dear mom standing in the doorway and we all sheepishly scurried hither and tither....<br />Some moments are so simple yet with rich memories...which always make you feel fresh when you recall them..like- Long talks on the prayer mat..(then realizing how late it was quickly getting back to pray)...listening to nasheeds,islamic lectures and recordings of our cousins and uncles when they were kids (and some who are no more in this world)...going to a cuzin's place coz we got the news he's got engaged and without any notice all reached his place and sang songs and whatever our aunt bought we just wiped the plates clean despite my dear mom glaring at us..hahaa..(no no we r not spoiled brats..just coz all were togethere after such a long time all were going bonkers).<br />Then by Allah's grace in the past few weeks the weather used to become so pleasant in the evening with cool breeze followed by rain and POWER CUTS...it was soo heavenly...all playing "chinese whisper" and getting punishments...One cousin of mine had come to study shakespeare from me and in a span of 15 days we studied i guess for hardly 10 hours..the moment we started studying ..we drifted from "othello" and "CAndida" to childhood days, sharing our problems and stuff! We also had sessions of tye and dye ( dying clothes in different colours with beeautiful designs emerging)...Pulling eachother's leg and teasing my elder cousin who is to be engaged inshAllah...... Going to the railway station to see off one cousin who was going back,(i'lll post the pic of the old station in my next post inshAllah)..man! these past days were so good mashAllah....thanks to Allah...btw 6 of my cuzins left today....it seems so bad...but still Alhamdulillah there are many people...and finally on 11th of june all will leave , even my mom, and only my younger sis , me and my aunt will be left *sniff*.<br />But on 23rd my younger sis and me will also leave and join mom,and my bro INSHALLAH..yippppeeeeee.<br /><br />Well....i guess this is the most silly thing i've ever written...sooo childish is my style in this post...but i'll publish it anyway and for those of you who have been bored to death by going throught the ardent task of reading it till the end..i appreciate your patience..mashAllah.</div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-18756341807160636332009-06-05T05:46:00.000-07:002009-06-05T07:53:09.326-07:00TAGGGEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDI have been tagged by <a href="http://myredbluestar.blogspot.com/">Ambareen</a><br />so here goes:<br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">1. Do you think you are hot?<br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Nah Alhamdulillah i have a normal temperature..not running from fever!</span></em></strong><br /><br />2.upload your favorite picture of you?<br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Ah! this beauty is hidden by the command of Allah ...</span></em></strong><br /><br />3.why do you like nature?<br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#993300;"><em>Becoz it gives me a feeling of peace and brings me close to Allah as i ponder on Allah's creation<strong>..</strong></em><br /></span><br />4.when was the last time you ate pizza?<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em><span style="color:#993399;">maybe 5 or 6 months back...</span></em></strong><br /><br />5.The last song you were listening to......?<br /><em><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>"Sing Children of the world..."- Dawud Wharnsby Ali </strong></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqsY9b5dJcM&feature=related"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>Sing Children Of the World</strong></span></a></url></em><br /><br />6.What are you doing right now besides this?<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc6600;"><em>writing a mail to my friend, chatting with my cuzin and listening to nasheeds</em><br /></span><br />7.What name would you prefer besides yours?<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc6600;"><strong><em>I just LOVE my present name alhamdulillah!</em></strong><br /></span><br />8.people to tag:<br /></span></span><a href="http://pen-marks.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Pen Marks </span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">9.who is no.1?<br /><strong><em><span style="color:#333300;">My younger sis.</span></em></strong><br /><br />10.no.3 is having a relationship with?<br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#993300;"><em>no.3 is very pious and a practising muslim ..mashAllah..he doesn't get involve in haram raltionships muhahaha</em><br /></span><br />11.Say something about your best friend?<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc6600;"><em>She is someone with whom i have shared the best of my sweet memories an who's always there for me with a sound advice.............LOVE YA MATE<strong>..</strong></em>Alhamdulillah...<br /><br /></span>12.how about your enemy?<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><span style="color:#663300;"><span style="color:#cc6600;">enemy...i have no enemies Alhamdulillah</span><strong>.</strong></span></em><br /><br />13.who is the best person in the world?<br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Prophet Mohammad (Salallaho Alayhi Wassallam<em>)</em></span></strong></span></span>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-2488152267547248962009-06-02T02:44:00.000-07:002009-06-02T02:59:54.314-07:00update<span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Assalamualeikum people,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">this is just a quick (instant) post to say that I'm going for a trip to my grandmother's village, where i have spent my best childhood days and which hold my most cherished memories.....will be back soon inshallah, so hoping that i bring some more memories back with me and have some of them to share with you............ah, it's nostalgia time.......catch you soon again, friends.</span></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">until then,</span></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">wassalam.</span></strong></span>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-5316459660632882952009-05-24T10:35:00.000-07:002009-06-05T11:36:11.809-07:00I'm BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK<strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Assalamualaikum</span>....</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;">Its been ages since I posted ( oh! i have often typed this statement on my blog..hahah)..and i should admit my mind is still blank and my writing skills have quite rusted in the past stagnant months (or years..hmmm..can't remember).<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;">Anyway inshAllah will come up with something...Just finished my exams ("just" means almost a month..hehe) .</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;">Exams bring an important aspect to my mind.. Exams always bring me closer to Allah or I should say I am more focussed in my Salah and more fervent in my duas..ISn't that selfish?? But I remember 2 years back i lost my brother's and mine passport..you can imagine the tension it can give mainly because it meant we won't be able to travel to meet our parents , plus undergoing the tedious process of getting it issued again.. Anyway, the moment we got to know my bro and me both started parying nafl,doing duas ardently and reading Quranic ayahs for retaining lost items...It made me question my Aunt that isn't it soo selfish on our part? She replied in her soothing manner that when a person strays away from good deeds Allah subhanota'la makes the person undergo a small trial..if the person is patient and turns to Allah then Allah is happy but....if he still doesn't pay heed then Allah leaves him to his own state. and man that's scary...what are we without our Lord? <strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">So never let that damned Satan trick you into thinking that -like, "duh! its so selfish of me to pray when in misery or during exams</span>"...</strong>Yeah! ideally we should be thankful and devoted to Allah in every state of our life but what teeny bit of good deed you can do don't let it go waste..coz on the day of Qiyamat even a small good deed can save us from hell fire..(just like that sinful woman who was forgiven just coz she gave water to a thirsty dog!).So be steadfast as much as you can. and Allah knows best. </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;">P.S-In the unlikely case that you have endured reading uptill here..then first of all congratulations for your patience and thanks for taking the pains to read my post..<strong><span style="color:#663366;">JazakAllah...have a nice day. ~Cool Muslimah~</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-66248728813593817522007-10-08T04:37:00.000-07:002009-05-08T06:29:05.750-07:00FIRST IMPRESSIONS<div align="left"><span style="color:#006600;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Assalamualaykum</span> all muslim and muslimas!!<br /><br />RAMADAN KAREEM!!<br /><br />I just want to write ANYthing...so this post maybe boring.<br /><br />Whenever we do something first time the excitement we go through is amazing and you can never feel it the second time you do it. The nervousness, the eagerness, all such emotions rise in a very ecstatic manner..<br /><br />Few instances of my life are perfect example of this:-<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">1. The first time I was returning home after spending 4 months in hostel (or dormitory) .. the excitement i felt on returning home was sooooo much... i remember that as soon as it was announced that the plane was landing on the airport I felt butterflies in my stomach and the moment the plane touched the ground and came to a halt I immediately stood up , grabbed my trolley bag and was the first one to come on the airport.. Even my family was soo eagerly awaiting my arrival.. My brother and cousin were standing in front of my home.. my sister had decorated the room we share. All my requests were fulfilled, i was pampered and the time to go came soon..One month just flew by.. As the time came everyone tried to hold back their emotions.. I recall the night i was packing .. my Father kept pacing from his room to my room..he asked 'is there anything you want., any restaurant you want to go, any place you want to visit?" I felt so heavy hearted.. . Everyone put up a happy face and i departed on the airport controlling my emotions very skilfully.. But the moment I sat on the airport waiting for the announcement to board the plane ..i opened my diary .. saw 3 statements written for me by my mother, lil sister and my sweet caring brother.. I read them and silent tears slid on my face.....................<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#000066;">2.This memory is so embedded in my mind.. i'll never ever forget it.. it is one of those moments which leave a lasting impression on you.<br /><br />We were going for umrah .. though Alhamdulillah i have done umrah twice but the journey of the first trip is etched so vividly in my mind.. Our bus reached /meeqat (the place where we put on our ehraam) and then we came back and sat in our bus..From that place onwards all male passengers were reciting the talbiya-"labbaik allahumma labbaik.................." and the whole bus was echoing with it.... With our bus on its way to Mekkah, big boulders on either sides of the road, vast desert.... and the talbiya with its words " I respond to Your call O Allah, I respond to Your call, and I am obedient to Your orders, You have no partner, I respond to Your call All the praises and blessings are for You, All the sovereignty is for You, And You have no partners with you" .. The whole atmosphere was electrifying.. I cried and cried ....<br />Then my father pointed out the board which marked the beginning of Masjid-Al-Haram boundary.. My brother asked where?? I couldn't bring myself to speak out .. i felt so emotional on thinking that I had at last reached THE place...Alhamdulillah.<br /><br />BEST and MOST MEMORABLE MOMENT- when our eyes first rested upon the MIGHTY and GLORIOUS Kaabah.... A lasting impression which can be felt and not described.<br /></span><br />~ that's all for now folks~<br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">~take care~</span></span></span></div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-39377626914783061482007-01-04T08:37:00.000-08:002007-01-10T15:26:06.516-08:00It was time to go to india..gifts were purchased...suitcases jam packed!! We reached india and i had specially remembered 2 bring some things for the womenfolk who work at our place-cooking cleaning making roti..............U might be thinking what's thr gr8 deal in buying a gift for some house maid? wait wait...i'm coming to the point.I happily gave her the pair of slippers and earrings i had bought for her and the toys for her kids..But............................she just turned the pair of slipper in her hands and said"that's all u have bought for me?" ..I felt stung,bad!! Its not that i wanted her 2 bow or curtesy me or even thank me.It was just her ungratefulness that shook me.<br />It made me realize that wait!.........don't i do it many a times.When i buy something i badly wanted i just frown and say with a sigh "how i wish i could get a better one"!! Never giving a thought that Allah subhano ta'ala blessed me and i'm turning it down without even thinking of the scores of people who do not have it.....instead of saying "alhamdulillah" for the thing i have bought i am already thinking of some other "good and better" thing that i now want desperately.<br />It happens with us many times.We get some awesome set of clothes, a beautiful mobile set.....how many times do we thank our creator Allah...do we always read the dua of wearing new clothes?? or we tend to forget it in our ungratefulness.Our exam goes fabulous do we thank Allah or r v so naive that v think its our own genious mind which did it? fail to look at the so many blessing (naimat) that Allah has bestowed upon us be it parents, siblings, good frenz , eyes to see , legs to walk and lastly the biggest blessing which can be bestowed on any human being-I AM A MUSLIM!! isn't it the greatest thng one can get...to be saved from the hell fire, to know Allah is always there for u.CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-73654433499852843602007-01-01T05:49:00.000-08:002007-01-01T06:05:28.043-08:00LATE COMEBACK!!<span style="font-size:130%;">Assalam-o-alaykum</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I was away since sep....whew!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">anyway.. a lot happened since then.The latest being Saddam's execution.Some people say he was a tyrant so he got what he deserved.Had the iraqis themselve hanged him i wouldn't had any problem..but who is the US to butt in every matter??</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">They themselves are killing thousands of iraqi civilians, torturing innoccents in abu Ghraib,Guantonamo..........and hanging a dictator of his own country in which they themselves have created a havoc.What an irony!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May Allah forgive him and give everyone hidaya,ameen.</span>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1153790129721146372006-07-24T16:57:00.000-07:002006-09-09T02:10:21.393-07:00photos of arab land<span style="color:#003300;">Assalamualaykum warahmatullah</span><br />a rather late comeback!! actually i was cut off from internet for 2 months....inshalllah i'lll come a bit frequently..<br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#003300;">here are some random pix of the arab desert land where i am right now.....</span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(827).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28827%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> a dates laden tree<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(826).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28826%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>a more clear view<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(823).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28823%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>the arab style of dressing.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(828).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28828%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>desert<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(796).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28796%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> a masjid<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(795).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28795%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(791).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28791%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>again desert<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(787).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28787%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> date trees<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(783).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28783%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(781).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28781%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(771).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28771%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> Islamic library<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(466).jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(466).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28466%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> surprised! water in a desert..actually this country is an island desert<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(466).jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(466).jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(038).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/400/Image%28038%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Grand Mosque<br /></div><div align="center">hope u enjoyed.....ur comments r welcome!</div>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1153702613851784582006-07-23T17:53:00.001-07:002006-07-23T17:56:53.853-07:00happenings of this monthAssalamualaykum<br />Its ages since i posted mainly coz of my laziness and secondly i am forever on MM. Well a lot has happened in the past month.<br /><br />1.ZIDANE'S FANTASTIC HEADBUTT- I truly admire Zidane now.He sure showed that he has a noble character not caring whether a million fans were watching him nor of the fact that it was his last match.He gave what that scum bag %&#$% racist materazzi guy deserved.*applauds and gives a standing ovation to Zinedine Zidane*.May Allah give him hidaya and guide him to the right path-Islam.(ameen).<br /><br />2.Israel attacks Lebanon-Yesterday my FAther pointed out a really interesting thing.. try to understand!!<br />1. URDU BBC they have the main headline- Heavy fighting in Lebanon..many civilians killed + photos of children wounded and sobbing, people all smeared in blood.check it-<a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/urdu/regional/story/2006/07/060720_intense_fighting_as.shtml" target="_blank">BBC URDU</a><br /><br />2.Yet the same version of BBC ENGLISH..the news u will find there will be- Hizbollah launches missile, two israeli soldiers killed, and focusing mainly on HAifa all the timesee it for urself-<a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/5194068.stm" target="_blank">BBC ENGLISH</a>can u see the trick and the logic behind it??<br /><br />1. The urdu paper is viewd by MUSLIMS - pakistanis and indian muslims.So , when they will see these news of destruction they would get either DEMORALIZED , feel helpless, think that "really isreal is so powerful..we can't do anything" or it will give birth to TERRORISTS (as they wud feeel anger on seeing the pix and wud take up jihad) which the isrealis and US want in order to promote the negative image of islam in the world.<br /><br />2.As for the English BBC the people who read it we all know-Europeans,US....almost whole world.So these people would seee all negative stuff of Hizbollah, muslims as terrorists plundering HAifa, and pity the killed israeli soldiers.Got it? THE MOST CUNNING PEOPLE-ISRAELIS!!they rule the media and hence the wolrd!!<br /><br />May Allah guide the kuffars to the right path and give all muslim brothers and sisters peace in the world and hereafter.ameen. wassalam.CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1152355115290202502006-07-08T01:22:00.000-07:002006-07-12T12:13:35.570-07:00Photos<span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333300;"></span><br />Assalamalaykum warahmatullah<br />These are some pictures I took in umrah last week...Mind you everyone I took these pictures for only one purpose-DAWA'H. Only with the intention that people might see how beautiful and heavenly these 2 holy places (Mekkah mukarramah and Madinah Munavvarah) are and they would inshallah try thier best to visit these places soon.<br />As taking pictures of Living things (human beings and animals) is not permissible I've tried my best that none of the photo has any human face visible.And Allah knows best.Kindly let me know if someone is sure i've commited wrong.<br /><br />Masjid Al-Haram-"The Sacred Mosque", is a large <a title="Mosque" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mosque">mosque</a> in the city of <a title="Mecca" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mecca">Mecca</a>. It surrounds the <a title="Kaaba" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaaba">Kaaba</a>, the place which all <a title="Muslims" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muslims">Muslims</a> turn towards each day in <a title="Salat" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salat">prayer</a>, considered by Muslims to be the holiest place on <a title="Earth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth">Earth</a>.<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(882).1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28882%29.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(882).1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28882%29.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(880).1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28880%29.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(879).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28879%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> the verandah from where we first get a glimpse of the magnificient Kaabah.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(859).0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28859%29.0.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is the Masaa (the place of doing saee between Safa and marwa)<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(858).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28858%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(857).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28857%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> The mount Safa<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(863).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28863%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> A Zamzam water cooler(there are thousands) this one is in the exterior of the masjid</div><div align="center">in the interior there are more small and compact coolers.<br /></div><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(866).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28866%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>a view of the outside of MAsjid Haram-(all below pix are of outer area of Al-Haram)<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(867).0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28867%29.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(867).0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28867%29.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(883).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28883%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>a view of Masjid Al-Haram<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(864).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28864%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(865).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28865%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(878).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28878%29.jpg" border="0" /></a>all the above pics were of the outer area of MAsjid Haram.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(876).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28876%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> people going to pray for Dhuhr.</p><p></p><p>Pix of Madina-<br /></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Sabz%20g.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Sabz%20g.1.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p>The most beloved part Of masjid nabvi.See the green dome below it is the Rauza (grave) of Prophet Mohammad Salallaho Alayhi Wassalam<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(893).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28893%29.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p>an outer view of Masjid Nabvi<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(892).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28892%29.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p>same<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(898).1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28898%29.1.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p>Masjid NAbvi<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(897).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28897%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(899).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28899%29.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p>interior of MAsjid nabvi(taken by my brother ...in case u r thinking how come i barged into men's section:)<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(889).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28889%29.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><br />Masjid Quba <p align="center"></p><p align="left">Hope u all liked the pix....................................</p><p align="left">wassalam</p><p align="left">take care.</p>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1151967693286170242006-07-03T15:11:00.000-07:002006-07-03T17:10:25.796-07:00back from umrah!!<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Sabz%20g.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Sabz%20g.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Image(882).0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Image%28882%29.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Assalamalaykum folks</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">V just returned from umrah today alhamdulillah.Our umrah went very smooth and wonderful thanx to Allah subhano ta'ala.We reached Mekkah Mukarramah after a 17 hour drive in bus along with people of various nationalities viz. moroccan,turkish,pakistanis,indians,bahraini arabs....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">We reached Mekkah Mukarramah on thursday.We have seen the kaaba twice before but seeing the Kaaba is always an incredible sensation which cannot be described.You can feel it once u reach in front of that marvellous Baitullah (house of allah i.e Kaaba) We did umrah.As usual there was a rush of people but to us it seemed empty coz we had last seen the Huge rush of hajj mashallah.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">We met our uncle's family from canada in Haram after 5 years.We all ate roasted chicken,shawarma,chicken burgers,pakistani food......slurp...all HALAL (obviously :) Ah! the delights if living in arab world.And u get chapati,salad,raaita free of cost!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Ok enough about food..i just can' help it..hehehe...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">On thursday night there was a great rush of people as next day was friday and its weekend for saudis.On friday after fajr amma and me did tawaaf and tried to touch the hajre aswad (the black stone) but there was such a rush of people there that we came back.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">It so wonderful in mekkah and madinah...people always going towards the two holy masjids...only muslims..b4 entering madina and makkah..a few kilometres before ...there's a board -"MUSLIMS ONLY" and "NON MUSLIMS THIS WAY" !!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">The call of athan and the shopkeepers close their shops ..the usually bustling bazaar is empty..every1 just goes towards the masjid..and once the Imam stands for namaz there;s pin drop silence ..the whole crowd is hushed and bowed in front of THE ONE AND ONLY ONE -<em>ALLLAH THE ALMIGHTY!!!!</em></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">On friday after isha amma and me again did tawaf and reached upto the hajre aswad and alhamdulillah after a while we were able to touch it.I kissed it 3 times and thanked allah for letting me sinner touch it.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Then we reached Madina Munavvarah on saturday and prayed 2 nafl in Masjid Quba and visited Mount Uhud and prayed for the martyrs (shuhuda) of Battle of Uhud.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Then at last we saw the MOST BEAUTIFUL masjid of the whole world-Masjid Nabvi!! Its absolutely breathtaking!! How i wish some non muslim could just see the namaz in the 2 masjid..sooooo many people without any hungama doing worship peacefully mashallah and prostrating in front of ALLAh subhanota'la.I do hope u all might soon visit the 2 holy places inshallah.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">We went to the Rauza in MAsjid Nabvi and said our salam 2 Prophet Mohammad Sallallaho Alayhi Wassalam,Abu BAkr Razi allahu ta'la anhu and Umar Raziallahu ta'ala anhu.We alhamdulillah got a chance to pray 4 nafil in Riyazul Jannah,( to see what it is .see the below post on madina munavvarah).</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Altogether it was a nice trip.May allah accept everyone's umrah and duas.And grant us many opportunities to visit soon.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">I'll post the pictures soon inshallah, maybe in a day or two.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#003300;">Any mistake or question?</span></strong>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1151149335188570012006-06-24T03:55:00.000-07:002006-06-26T07:24:03.380-07:00some pix v took in madina (saudi arabia)<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;">Assalamalaykum everybody</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;">We are inshallah going to umrah on 28june and returning on 3rd July inshallah.We'll pray juma in Mekkah Mukarramah inshallah and spend 1 day in Madina Munavvarah inshallah.<span style="color:#990000;">Anyone has any special duas?? or Anyone wants to send thier salam 2 Prophet Mohammad Sallallaho Alayhi Wassalam at his Mubarak Rauza (grave) in Masjid Nabvi?? </span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;">Here i write about our trip to MAdinah Munavvarah in hajj and umrah both-</span></strong><br /></span>Masjid-e-Nabvi is BEAUTIFUL extremely heavenly BEAUTIFUL!! U marvel at its beauty.Afterall its the masjid of prophet(PBUH).He along with Sahabiya(his companions) had built it.First it was built with Date leaves, mud...Now it has so beautiful and intricate carvings in the pillars, air conditioned and all.We went to Roza-e -Aqdas ( the place where Prophet (PBUH) was buried) which was the hijra (house) of Hazrat Aisha Razi Allah taala Anha.At the roza -e Aqdas`we went to say our salam to Prophet Mohammed Salallaho Alayhi Wassallam.It's a very very emotional and heartwarming sensation.It is said that when u visit the Roza-e-Aqdas it is as if u hav visited Huzoor Aqdas Sallalaho Alayhi Wassalam in person.<br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;"><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;"><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">In hajj</span>-</em></span><span style="color:#000099;">After putting everything in hotel v go to MAsjid NAbvi.The beautiful and magnificient masjid with 41 gates to enter inside. Due to hajj it is full of people.So we pray outside.If u go 1 or 2 hrs b4 namaz time then u can get space inside.Well after praying isha we cum back coz the masjid closes at around 11:30pm.And also we won't be able 2 go to the Rauza(grave of Prophet Mohammed Salallaho Alayhi Wassalam).As women have their time after fajr and from 11 to 1 pm. We wake at 2pm and take bath wear good clothes and set 2wards the holy mosque.There is a peaceful atmosphere in Madinah Munavvarah.Though there are thousands of people here but still there is a quiteness and calm preavailing over whole of madinah.The people of MAdinah are also soft natured. Its tahajjud time.Masjid is almost empty in women's section.We enter from the gate no.29 as from here the partition will be opened for women to go to the Rauza.there Bab-e-Jibril: Through this gate Hazrat Jibril, the angel, used to visit the Holy Prophet (Peace be upon him). This is the gate Through which we go to Jannat-ul-Baqi'.<br /></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">We occupy the space near to the partition.There are women of different nationalities to be seen.On my right hand and behind are indonesians.In front of me is a group of Nigerians.Just near them are Turkish old ladies.Some pakistanis can also be spotted.(Indian and pakistanis are less to be seen coz they come after hajj is over to MAdinah Munavvarah.) Irani women are also sitting.Thus, women of every country can be seen here. Afetr fajr every1 stands up in anticipation that the partition will be opened any time.After 1 hour of sabr the partition opens from the other end.UGHHH!!! but sabr we have 2 do in the whole hajj.well, women are rushing.U dont have 2 walk.the flow of crowd will take u.So we wait for some time then go calmly with bowed heads,tears streaming,heart beating with excitement and durood on our lips.As the Rauza draws nearer so does our excitement grows. Now the rauza is in front of us.The most paak ,most beautiful,most precious strip of land in the whole universe.Oh! what a wonderful feeling.We say our salam quitely to first Rasool aqdas salallaho alayhi wassalam the beloved prophet of Allah subhano taala.Then to HAzrat Abu BAkr Raziallah taala anhu(who is buried on one side of Rasool aqdas sallallaho alayhi wassalam).then say our salam 2 hazrat Umar raziallah talah anhu. Do duas whatever comes in mind. We want 2 go to Riyaz ul Jannnah 2 pray( the strip between the Rauza and rasool's mimbar where praying nafil holds lot of sawab).It is marked with green carpet.But going there is very difficult as there is throng of women there.So we just go and pray nafil somewhere near and do lots of dua specially for our ummah and that may Allah subahano taala accept Prophet MOhammad Salaallalaho alayhi wassalam's shifa'at for us on the day of qiyamat (judgement).Then we come back.Go back to hotel.Come again for Zuhur and then go after isha.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">After every farz namaz there's a namaz of janazah (dead) also. 3 days we spend in MAdinah Munavvarah.ONe more chance we get 2 go to RAuza but going to Riyaz ul JAnnah is again very very difficult.,Also we don't do much effort 2 go as we had the chance 2 pray there in Umrah Alhamdulillah.The mimbar can be seen where Huzooor used to do imamat(heading) of namaz.But truly, we couldn't see much due to the rush of people.Then next day we again went 2 the Rauza with great difficulty,Said our salam and did lots of duas.Prayed that may Allah bring us here again and again.Then with numb heart we came back.(did one more effort 2 go to riyaz ul jannah but in vain).<br /></span>Then we went to see Uhud the mountain where the famous Islamic war took plcae-Ghizva-e-Uhud.The mountain about which Prophet Huzoor Aqdas Salallaho Alayhi Wassalam said that i love this mountain.This mountain is a mountain of jannnat.</strong><br /><strong>We said salam 2 shuhuda (martyrs) of Ghizwa uhud.Prayed for them that MAy Allah Subhano taala grant them the highest level of jannah.And may we also have the same spirit of sacrifice for islam.At the Battle of Uhud there were about 3000 mushrikeen who wanted to avenge the defeat of Badr and about 700 Muslims.</strong><br /><strong>We also saw the mountain on which Prophet Mohammed salalllaho alayhi wassalam had put on gaurd some sahabis.And had asked them not to go move from that place.But as soon as the muslims started gaining power on kaaafir and the kaafir started running away those sahabis thought that we have gained victory and they ran down.Their leader stopped them but they said now we r victorious.As soon as the kaafir saw that place ungaurded and only a handful of sahabi there they attacked from there.This caused panic among muslims.On top of that the kaafir rumoured that Prophet Mohammed Salalllaho alayhi wassalam got shaheed.This caused great despair among the sahabis.Then Anas raziallah tala anhu called the sahabis and they then fought bravely with the kuffar. Although militarily the Battle of Uhud was not a victory for the Muslims it was also not a victory for the mushrikeen. If you look at it from another point of view the Battle was a victory for the Muslims as many lessons can be derived from it. <a href="http://www.as-sahwah.com/viewarticle.php?articleID=897" rel="nofollow">The Battle of Uhud: Victory - Not Defeat</a></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>During hajj-</em>there were groups of people 2 visit uhud.Turkish old men and women.A man with a bosnia flag and people of bosnia behind him.People gathered round their leaders and following them just like on the day of qiyamat when every ummat will follow its prophet<em>.</em></strong><br /><br />We also saw the mountain calle Jabal-e-eer .This mountain is a mountain of Jahannum(hell).on the day of qayamat it will be thrown in jahannum.<br /><br />We also went to BAdr where another famous war Badr took place in which there were about 1000 mushrikeen and about 300 Muslims and Prophet Mohammmed (SAW) prayed for the muslims victory for 3 days and his dua was accepted and now Masjid Ureesh is built at that place and we prayed there.Near the battlefield there was the mountain where farishtay(angels ) had descended to fight for the muslims.The muslims had been victorious. During our return from Badr we also visited a well called BAir-ur-Roha.(Bair is an arabic word for well).Near this well there was a masjid and 70 prophets had visited this masjid including Prophet Mohammed Salallaho Alayhi Wassalam.We took water from that well and prayed in that masjid. <a href="http://www.islaam.com/Article.aspx?id=128" rel="nofollow">The Battle of Badr</a><br /><br />We also went to mAsjid Quba the first masjid which was built after Prophet Mohammad Sallalaho Alayhi wassalam did hijrat to Madinah Munavvarah.HE laid the foundation of this masjid.Praying namaz in this masjid holds a lot of Fazeelat(reward).We prayed namaz there. [Masjid-e-Quba. It is a Mosque three miles before the boundaries of Medina. The Holy Prophet (Peace be upon him) himself participated in its construction. It is the first Mosque of Muslims in the vicinity of Madina. Offering two Raka'at of Nafl (supererogatory) prayer, here is equivalent to one Umra in reward].<br /><br />We also saw the place where Sahabiya's(companions of Huzoor Aqdas Salallaho Alayhi Wassalam) had gathered to greet Prophet S.A.W(PBUH) when he came to Madinah after Hijrat.<br /><br />Then we went 2 masjid qiblatain the masjid where the wahi ( the message which hazrat Jibraeel alayhissalam used 2 bring from Allah subahnotala) came that Kaabah was now made the qibla for namaz instead of MAsjid Aqsa ( in Palestine).So it is named Masjid Qiblatein.<br />Jannat-ul-Baqi': It is the Graveyard of Madina where the uncle of the Holy Prophet, (Peace be upon him) Hazrat Abbas, Hazrat Imam Hasan, Hazrat Uthman and thousands of other noble companions of the Holy Prophet have been interred. In addition to that, among those buried here are also the son of the Holy Prophet, Hazrat Ibrahim, Hazrat Fatima, Hazrat Halima Sa'dia and all other Ummahat-ul-Mu'minin (the Mothers of the faithful) with the exception of Hazrat Maimona as the place of her burial is Sarif. but we didn't go there only the men went there.<br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;">Here are a few pix we took in madina munavvarah (except that of masjid nabvi)-</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;"></span></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/image007.3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/image007.3.jpg" border="0" /></a> The masjid-e-nabvi.the masjid of our Beloved Prophet Mohammad (salallaho alayhi wassalam)<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/20.png"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/20.png" border="0" /></a> ^The interior of masjid nabvi...near his grave.(rauza)<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/image002.5.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/image002.5.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ see the green dome..below it lies the most wonderful strip of land..theplace where our Beloved Prophet lies.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/image005.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/image005.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/image008.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/image008.0.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ an aerial view of MAsjid Nabvi<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/image009.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/image009.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ see the big white domes..they slide apart to reveal the sky above!<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Ohad.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Ohad.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ a historical place-MOuntain UHAD!!where the famous Islamic war took plcae-Ghizva-e-Uhud.The mountain about which Prophet Salallaho Alayhi Wassalam said that i love this mountain.This mountain is a mountain of jannnah.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Ohad1.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Ohad1.1.jpg" border="0" /></a> pilgrims near the uhud<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Masjid%20e%20areesh.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Masjid%20e%20areesh.2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Masjid Ureesh! it near the battlefield BADR..at this place..Prophet Mohammad (salallaho alayhi wassalam) did dua for the muslims to be victorious.It has now been built into a very beautiful masjid mashallah.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Masjid%20areesh-Badr.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Masjid%20areesh-Badr.0.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ same<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Jang%20e%20badr.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Jang%20e%20badr.1.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ battlefield BADR!!where another famous war jang-e-Badr took place At the Battle of Badr there were about 1000 mushrikeen and about 300 Muslims and Prophet Mohammmed (SAW) prayed for the muslims victory for 3 days and his dua was accepted and now Masjid Ureesh is built at that place and we prayed there.Near the field of war there was the mountain where farishtay(angels ) had descended to fight for the muslims.The muslims had been victorious<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Jang%20e%20badr%201.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Jang%20e%20badr%201.0.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ a well near masjid ureesh<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/1600/Masjid%20where%20sas..Dua%204%20.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4662/2982/320/Masjid%20where%20sas..Dua%204%20.0.jpg" border="0" /></a> ^ place where Prophet Mohammad Sallallaho alayhi wassalam did<br />3 special duas for his ummah.<br /><br />P.S- If i have made any mistake ..do correct me so..inshallah will post the pix of MEkkah mukarramah soon.</p><p></p>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1150847646257496232006-06-20T16:14:00.000-07:002006-06-21T16:15:04.336-07:00just a few snippets<strong><span style="color:#330000;">Assalamalaykum folks</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">I'm not the type to write about my daily happenings for public.But i'm just bored with article stuff right now.So I guess I would write a bit bout whats going on this small desert island.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Well,its 2:15 am and i ought 2 b asleep but i just couldn't as i've becum net addicted (very bad!)..Moreover i might be going to India around 10 july so i won't be able to write my blog.And u know what?? we r going 2 umrah on 28june INSHALLAH...yippeeeeee!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Honestly nothing much to tell..I met an Algerian girl yesterday.she happens to be my neighbour..lol.She knows french fluently so does her mom as Algeria was once a colony of France ...On Friday v r invited for lunch at an arab family..i'm quite excited coz i'm curious about arab lifestyle..the clothes they wear at home(lol) ..their food...etc etc. And can u guess which family it is?? They r the direct descendants of Hazrat Abbas (raziallahu ta'ala anhu) the uncle of Prophet Mohammad (Sallalllaho Alayhi wassalam) so they r abbasi...COOL right?? they r from Baghdad or Fallujah (i dont remeber exactly) but due to bombing and war they can't go there :(</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Day b4 yesterday v had a talk with out hajj mates..pakistanis..just hearing thier voice sent me back to mina...sigh! good old days of mina..no tension...pure bliss..eat sleep pray.that's it..Our group's aalim constantly kept us telling in mina that there;s a hadith that-mina are the days of eating...wow we people acted upon this hadith with so much obedience..hahaa..u ever call the men they were always asleep..who won' t ..air conditioned camps.no worries..guests of Alllah..tired after hajj..and praying in the same camp.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Arabs are very generous mashallah.They are known for their generosity.My uncle once told that-When he had gone 4 hajj..they were standing in a queue in a restaurant to buy food.Suddenly one arab broke the line went ahead and bought the food and off he went..well no1 dared say anything..the man who was in front went upto the counter and bought his food but when he payed the bill the owner said"no need ..the arab payed money for your food..coz he felt bad to hurt u by breaking the line as he was in great hurry"..nice na!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">There are small things which sometimes affect a person..Like when u enter the Haram that is the area inside the masjid of mekkah from where u c the kaabah..u c people crying,weeping,sobbing uncontrollably,making duas,doing sajda (prostration).....................it gives an incredible sensation which can't be described in words..Like once we went to haram to spent the whole night there(during umrah) .so when v entered there was a group of people sitting quite far from the kaabah but facing it..There was a youth who was crying uncontrollably and just gazing at the kaabah..he was weeping..i can't describe the feeling he gave me..it was incredible to see ur brothers and sisters crying in front of the one and only one ALLAH!! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Again, once a family had just come and saw the kaabah ( i guess for the first time..and Allah knows best) the young woman had tears streaming..she had very small boys..she made them do dua..they looked soo cute mashallah soing dua in front of the mighty kaabah.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">During Hajj when we just came to mekkah v did our umrah..there was a HUGE rush of people and HOT...but there was a man (not quite young) who had his mother on his back and he was doing tawaaaf in that throng..(he was sweating like anything ) mashallah..it was amazing...there are such grreat and nice people in the world.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">I guess this has bcum too long .so i should end now!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">will post again in a day or two inshallah</span></strong>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28190223.post-1150544362089136592006-06-17T01:49:00.001-07:002006-06-18T03:34:53.656-07:00u know sharukh khan,britney,beckham?? ya ya sure<span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="font-size:180%;">One meets an Indian muslim kid</span>-</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Assalamualaikum beta</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#993399;">walessalm</span> (huh! i think i cudn't hear properly....i think the kid is eating something...that explains his distorted waleykumassalam) </span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">That's true..u can hardly find any young people who will say clearly"assalamualaykum"..which means "Peace be upon you".</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">Then u ask the kid</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;">"beta do u know Shahrukh Khan?" </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">he stares at u in disbelief shocked that one could ask such an absurd question..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">"of course man every1 knows bout sharukh khan or madonna or tom cruise"..( and all those silly old dumbos!!)...oh u ask any child bout the whole family tree of Aishwarya Rai, Salman Khan and how many movies they have acted in..wow mashallah ..wonderful general knowledge of today's muslim youth.Then one tentatively asks</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;">"ummm..beta u know Prophet Mohammad Salallaho Alayhi wassalam?"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">the child screws up his face trying to rake his memory</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#663366;">"uh ..duh..ya..umm..oh! yes i remeber he's our prophet..uh..right?"</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">alhamdulillah atleast he knows that<span style="color:#000099;">."yes child he was our last prophet"</span>..the child looks disinterested thinking how cum this hijabi niqabi preacher got hold of me..Again u cautiously ask</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">"ummm do you by any lucky chance know the name of Prophet Mohammad salallaho alayhi wassalam's father,mother,children,wives?"..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">a blank face..stupid stare u recieve<span style="color:#993399;">...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#993399;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#993399;">"how come i can memorise soooooo many names?"</span> ..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">Oh! really what a duanting task..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">"dear boy ..u know harry potter?"...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">"<span style="color:#993399;">OH YES MAN HE'S SOO COOL"...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#993399;">"</span><span style="color:#336666;">do u remeber who were his friends..umm something like Don Teasly?"..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">stares at u shell shocked<span style="color:#663366;">.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#663366;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#663366;">"What the hell..its Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger.other frenz of HP are Dean Thomas,Neville Longbottom,..................................endless and his teachers are..Professor MAc Gonagall,Albus Dumbledore..........................................."</span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">goes on till half an hour</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">.."ok ok child i know ..u've got a wonderful yet strange memory..wonderful coz u even remember the surname of every character and strange that to remember about the prophet u find it an uphill task".....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">U try the last straw</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">"ok smart kid..u know surah ikhlaas?"...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">"<span style="color:#663366;">what??? surah??what is this?" </span>....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">"sorry sorry i meant -qul huallaho ahad..." </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">"<span style="color:#663366;">ya ya i know it..i sometimes heard it in masjid behind the imam"..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">."oh ! gr8 that's a good boy! any other surah ..umm..it is a sort of small part of Quran".</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">."<span style="color:#663366;">no man! the Quran is too difficult to memorize</span>".</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#333399;">."Oh! yeah u r right kid..ah! ya u know the latest movie of Kajol</span><span style="color:#663366;">"..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#663366;">"YES!! its"*#$%&*".. shall i tell u the story..its cool..its end is shoot wow so cool"</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;">."no no some other time..do u know any song of this movie?"...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">."<span style="color:#663366;">ANY SONG??? i know all the 5 songs by heart"...</span>the boy says proudly<span style="color:#663366;">..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#663366;">"i know each and every song of the movies that i have seen till now"</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;">.good very good child keep it up..may allah give u hidayat!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">This is a painful truth which one can witness in India nowadays..u ask any1 about the Bollowood/Hollywood..they know the teeniest details..but when it comes to ISlam v r blank....u ask every youth or kid bout Beckham,Tendulkar,Tom Cruise,Shakira.......endless..they can tell u the brand of the clothes they wear.But when it comes to just the names of the sahabees (companions of Prophet Mohammad Salallaho Alayhi wassalam) we r speechless..even the names of Prophet's family we r ignorant..WHY WHY??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"> Its scary..we r so much in love with this temporary world..we have forgotten the fact that one day we would be facing Allah and our record would be taken into account..Nobody knows when he would die..maybe today or tomorrow or maybe after many years..death is bound to come..then y do we tend to forget about it? Deen or Islam is not difficult at all..its us who make it difficult.what do v gain in watching movies?? apart from wasting precious time,learning a few bad and vulgar things..nothing..sheeer waste of time.How come we can cram up astonishingly around 100 songs?? yet when it comes to simple duas we are just dumb! they seem so difficult..so big!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">In today's modern technology world we have no excuse at all.Any info u want..contact <a href="http://www.islamonline.com">www.islamonline.com</a> , buy some good books, try to find the company of religious people, go to masjid regularly,..what's the problem?? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">To know about Prophet Mohammad Sallallaho alayhi wassalam visit this site..it's awesome-<a href="http://mohammed.islamonline.net/English/index.shtml">http://mohammed.islamonline.net/English/index.shtml</a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">some tips-</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">a.Try to read "Life of Prophet Mohammad Sallallaho Alayhi wassalam"..stories of his companions.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">b.Read a little bit as much u can Quran..and try to learn a few surah..pick the small ones first.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">c.Read as much books on islam u can.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">d.Islam is very simple and easy...follow it..u would enjoy ur life and find contentment insallah!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">P.S-<span style="color:#ff0000;">WHENEVER SOMEONE SPEAKS THE NAME OF PROPHET MOHAMMAD (SALLAHO ALAYHI WASSALAM) IN FRONT OF U..EVEN IF HE SAYS ONLY MOHAMMAD..it is OBLIGATORY THAT U "MUST" SAY SALLALLAHO ALAYHI WASSALAM. ..this is ignored by about 80% muslims..plz don't do this mistake..its really serious..say it silently..tell ur frenz too..even when u hear in the azan"ashahaduanna mohammada rasoolullah" say sallallaho alayhi wassalam..ok.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;">I'm not much of a writer so 4give me if i bored u 2 death!!</span>CooL MuslimaHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10326682409235132583noreply@blogger.com6