Sunday, October 30, 2011

Haiku for Happy Birthday

Asalamu Alaikum,

Still in haiku mode, it was Saad's birthday yesterday. Four years old already, very difficult to believe.
~~Pictures~~
So proud of his work,
So careful coloring them.
Mommy! Mommy! Look!

~~Father and Son~~
Big hands so secure,
Small hands hold daddy so tight,
neither loosening.

~~For Saad~~
Beautiful Boy.
I love you, my small sweet son,
My External heart.

Friday, October 28, 2011

Friday Feature-Randomly in Haiku

Asalamu alaikum,

~~Why Haiku?~~
Haiku poetry,
Mini memory bubbles
Capsules of my life.

~~Motorcycle rides in Karachi~~
Speeding thru dark streets.
Always sitting "side saddle",
Hope my shoes stay on.

~~Sunset in the desert~~
Sun is now sinking.
Burning golden light on sand,
last rays of sunset.

~~Grab your passport~~
Oman visa runs,
uncertainty in my life.
InshAllah, no more.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Friday Feature-Negativity and Anger

Asalamu Alaikum,

I don't like negatives. I don't enjoy angry, negative people. It just seems like such a waste to go around being angry/negative all the time. Any time I am in a bad mood, when I feel like shouting at everyone around me for being so annoying, it is just so stressful for me. I very quickly drop what ever is making me so angry.

I wonder how people can be so negative, so much of the time? Don't they get stressed? Isn't it hard to keep up the anger, doesn't it take too much of their energy?

I also feel like it makes me feel old, truly down to my bones ancient. When there are things going on that I have no control over that make me angry, I feel like it ages me years in only days.

I have tried to ignore what bothers me, but that only works for so long before I just get so stressed from the negativity that I want to scream.

So instead, I try to pray more. Praying keeps me calm. The feeling when I make sujood, and then raise my head up, just brings me peace. I finish my prayers and make dua, and just leave what I can't control, to Allah(swt). I can't control annoying people/situations, but I can stop being angry myself. That is what helps, letting go of what I can't control.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Friday Feature-Review of Moth Smoke

Asalamu Alaikum,

I though it would be fun to write up what I thought of one of the books we picked up in the Urdu Bazaar in Karachi. We picked up five or six books, most by Pakistani authors.

Moth Smoke was an interesting read, but for my taste it seemed a bit over done. Maybe I just don't click with the author's writing style.

The protagonist, Darashikoh, losses his job, and starts using hard drugs. He has an affair with a childhood friend's wife. He turns to crime for money as his life starts to crumble. It has a bit of a twist at the end, it is foreshadowed, but not heavily so it is still a bit of a surprise.

I think one of the main reasons I didn't like it was the unhappy ending. I never really thought I was a happy ending kind of person(although I guess my addiction to romance novels should have made it kind of obvious). By the end I kind of felt sorry for Daru. I mean yes he started with the drugs and the crime, the affair, but what happened was not right. I don't want to spoil the plot, so I will try not to get into too much detail. But prosecution for a crime he has not committed rather than what he has committed while the real culprit goes free, just bothers the heck out of me.

Not a new favorite, but still worth the read. I do recommend it, because I think it is mostly just the style that didn't click for me personally.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Liebster blog award!



Asalamu Alaikum,

Sister Um Zakarya from Froggy Hijabee, has given me a Liebster blog award! It is so exciting, this is my first blog award, JazakhAllah Khair sister!


The Liebster Blog Award is given to bloggers who have less than 200 followers.

So here are the rules-
  1. Show your thanks to the blogger who gave you the award by linking back to them.
  2. Reveal your top 5 picks for the award and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.
  3. Post the award on your blog.
  4. Bask in the love from the most supportive people on the blogsphere - other bloggers.
  5. And, best of all - have fun(Yay, Fun!)
Link
My five picks are-
Kiss my roti -Always gets me thinking.
After Hardship There is Ease -Inspires me to be a better me.
ihsaanlife -This is a sister I knew in America, she is a wonderful writer, with thoughtful and inspiring posts.
Yemeni Journey A sister I met(virtually ;-), through Ravelry. Another inspiring writer, she is like a painter with words, I can so easily see what she describes.
Thinking As the blog title suggests, I do spend a lot of time thinking, lots of excellent posts.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Friday Feature- Just the Right Fit

Asalamu alaikum,

When Saad was first born, it was easy to hold him in one arm. His head fit in the crook of an elbow and his backside in the palm of a hand. He was always curled up with his feet against his chest. He fit just right.

As he got bigger, he no longer fit in one arm. But he did fit nicely on one hip. He used to sit perched on a hip like a small bird, always looking around at everything. With him perched there, I could put one arm around him and lay my chin on the top of his head. Still he fit just right.

Now he is even bigger. He still fits on one hip(though rarely now, he prefers walking), but no longer can I lay me chin on his head. He is at just the right height for nose to nose snuggles on his hip perch. A different fit, but still just right.

Most of the time he prefers walking to being held, and he can put his little hand in mine without either of us having to reach very far. A very comfortable feeling, holding his little hand, just the right height. I think he will always be the right fit for me no matter how big he gets.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Small Moments, SubhanAllah.

Asalamu alaikum,

Last night we decided to go for a drive into the city. We drove down the road toward the entry onto the high way, music blaring. Just as we got to the entry, Tariq turned the music off.

I looked across the high way, and through the leaves of the palm trees I saw some thing beautiful.

The masjid across the high way was lit up, the minaret and a dome glowing a light green. Behind the masjid I could see the crescent of the moon. It was just at the start of Isha, and looking at this sight I heard the adhan start. SubhanAllah, it was a wonderful moment, the kind that just brings peace to the heart.

All the stress I have had recently melted away for an instant.

After the adhan finished, the fighting over whether to listen to a cassette or FM, and the shouts to turn up the volume returned and the moment was gone. Alhamdulillah for simple joys, for the moments of ease after hardships.