Yellow Brick Road-Yin Version

I am ecstatic about what Irfaan would call The Zawiyah one of my belovedest
people started a few weeks ago.

It just reinforces my current quote-fetish:
"The type of human being we prefer
reveals the contours of our heart"
Ortega Y Gasset

Which by the way was said a long time ago by a brilliant
amazing superextraordinary human being:

Abu Hurairah reported Allah's Messenger
(peace and blessings be upon him) as saying,

"Souls are troops collected together and those
who familiarized with each other
(in the heaven from where these come) would have affinity,
with one another (in the world) and those amongst them
who opposed each other (in the Heaven) would also be
divergent (in the world)." (Muslim)

Which is knowledge we should treasure as the
One who has Copyright on the Soul says:

And they ask you about the soul.
Say: The soul is one of the commands of my Lord,
and you are not given aught of knowledge but a little.)(Al-Israa' 17: 85)

There were times in my life where I cared for people based on my
parents' ideas. And then in more difficult times, based on them
embodying values my parents had neglected.

Now all I seek (and find Subhanallah) is respect.

An Image a Day- 27th April

Freedom Day- I have so much to think and write about.
Not tonight.
Tonight is sacred for another reason.
Yet one anecdote in the aftermath of Elections 2009-
The day before the elections I went to wash my car, which is somthing I'm a little OCD about.
And standing outside my preferred filling station, with a large green palisade fence surrounding my air from that of the taxi rank half a metre away, I thought of what Azad talks of in his election post: I'm not old enough to vote.
About how I am standing here in an area that was previously reserved for Whites, looking at the people whose sweat built this country and witnessing their cheerfulness in spite of having been systematically left out. In an area that is close to freeways and mega malls and all types of amenities and resources, witnessing the majority of our land commute to far away bantustans in transpost that was supposed to take them far away, whether they reached their destination or not.
And I think of Palestine.

Viva Mzansi, we love you and will fight for you with all we have.

PS: Meeting Dew and Azad was really cool. Hope it brings our friendship closer :)

Triage*

*This word means something very different from what I want it to mean

The world's fucked upness just slapped me in the face today.
I want to trust people who deserve it but I don't have that mental filter any more. Then again I do trust people who deserve it and if you don't have my trust then--------------
How come the pure Muslims pay for those who pervert Islam?
I don't want you to travel alone any more.
Relief hits you like a ton of bricks and you have to lie down not to feel dizzy.
Happy birthday Fayaaz!! (He was born on the 10th of Muharram ten years ago)
I think the best thing about my life are my peeps (Subhanallah)
I enjoyed taking videos in the election queue
Voting really was one of the coolest things this year.
I value respect and people who do teeny things to change the world. And they do!
But if I count how many of them I know, more than half are female.
Does evolution really disadvantage men or am I really being sexist and narrow minded?

And Meaning comes quietly

This is where we meet, a place

Far from quitting yet

not close to winning

When my shins bleed from

My angry march through

Thorn bushels and gnat nests

And my arms ache from days left alone

With the tides, their cotton wool

Balls of muscles breathing the rest

Of no more

Until after all this mindless feeling,

My eyes glimpse my kingdom

And I fall at Your feet

Forgetting those dark moments

Before the dawn saved my life

Pleading for more Time with

The rhythm of the sea now, and

The buzz of life in the woods

In the stinging and the burning

The motivation of still separating

My eyelashes, can never be

Left without heed

Doing a Kay (Khadija)

I disagree with this poem.
I regret more the things I didn't do, than those I did.
And that has perhaps made me who I am today.
Very lost, very confused and yet filled with energy
to Live.
I was supposed to finish my thesis last year but instead
spent time with some of the most special people I
will ever met. This is something I must remember
on my drowning days.

Life's Tragedy

It may be misery not to sing at all,
And to go silent through the brimming day;
It may be misery never to be loved,
But deeper griefs than these beset the way.

To sing the perfect song,
And by a half-tone lost the key,
There the potent sorrow, there the grief,
The pale, sad staring of Life's Tragedy.

To have come near to the perfect love,
Not the hot passion of untempered youth,
But that which lies aside its vanity,
And gives, for thy trusting worship, truth.

This, this indeed is to be accursed,
For if we mortals love, or if we sing,
We count our joys not by what we have,
But by what kept us from that perfect thing.

Paul Laurence Dunbar

Whats your favourite favourite OR Happy Birthday Waseem!!

		 



To honour the dude who convinced me to start a blog, I went through all of his

posts and randomly put in all his post

titles to create a wordle. Then I saw you could like

just put in his address and get a randomized thingy of his tags.

Yes I called myself many names Bridget Jones would have been proud of :)



Anyways thanks to Waseem for living another year to call the blog

that would not have existed without his insistence gay :P



For all those that love Was's lemonadeless humour,

awesomely cheering up nature and just all round coolness nominate ur

fav Ever Great post. For ur convenience I've pasted all the titles that took much ducking

from my boss at work to copy. Mine are "What if..."

and The Monkeysphere

Hey there De Lille
Waseem's Ever Great Food tour of JHB 2009
Do you know the story about the Zen master?
Boredom, thy name is this tag
Starting a band baby
Dammit...
The roof is on fire
Blog Template Predictions
John & Mary - Wedding Invitation
Does anyone remember this movie?
Memes
The Best
Happy birthday Qdee
McKhathams
How to tell if your blogger friend is a stalker
Summer Of Our Discontent
Ya Ayyahul Name Changes
My Ummah
Pushing Daisies
Goldilocks and the Three Bears
The Monkeysphere
The Monkeysphere
Eid Carol
Riddle me this ...
Current addictions
Ramadaan E-card (updated)
The Coveted
The Char Knight
Top 10 Movies (Circa 2005-2008)
It's all R&B to me
Batman bandwagon]
A turning tide ...
Take me away
And the winner is ...
8yr old me vs 25yr old me
It was a dark and stormy contest : The Purple Prose Pro
It's not just about sex
Top 5 Animated Movie Songs
LOLlion
Chronicles of Arabiya
Ya Ayyuhal Blogger
Zamilooni ... the sequel
The Demon Code Prevents Me ...
10 things that suck about blogs
Fajr Namaaz
MJ: Say Hello to my little friend
No hair, No hair
Indian Juns and the Temple of Dom
Signs you are watching a soapie
Ella Ella eh eh eh
What if ...
Now time is ... running out
I have inside me blood of King
I know why they call them Memes
King of the Plate Promo Poster
To the soon to be hyphened
King of the Plate - Waseem Promo
King of the Plate - Training
King Of The Plate 2008 - Intros
Bunny Chow: The Post
Hey there De Lille
Waseem's Ever Great Food tour of JHB 2009
Do you know the story about the Zen master?
Boredom, thy name is this tag
Starting a band baby
Dammit...
The roof is on fire
Blog Template Predictions
John & Mary - Wedding Invitation
Does anyone remember this movie?
Memes
The Best
Happy birthday Qdee
McKhathams
How to tell if your blogger friend is a stalker
Summer Of Our Discontent
Ya Ayyahul Name Changes
My Ummah
Pushing Daisies
Goldilocks and the Three Bears
The Monkeysphere
The Monkeysphere
Eid Carol
Riddle me this ...
Current addictions
Ramadaan E-card (updated)
The Coveted
The Char Knight
Top 10 Movies (Circa 2005-2008)
It's all R&B to me
Batman bandwagon]
A turning tide ...
Take me away
And the winner is ...
8yr old me vs 25yr old me
It was a dark and stormy contest : The Purple Prose Pro
It's not just about sex
Top 5 Animated Movie Songs
LOLlion
Chronicles of Arabiya
Ya Ayyuhal Blogger
Zamilooni ... the sequel
The Demon Code Prevents Me ...
10 things that suck about blogs
Fajr Namaaz
MJ: Say Hello to my little friend
No hair, No hair
Indian Juns and the Temple of Dom
Signs you are watching a soapie
Ella Ella eh eh eh
What if ...
Now time is ... running out
I have inside me blood of King
I know why they call them Memes
King of the Plate Promo Poster
To the soon to be hyphened
King of the Plate - Waseem Promo
King of the Plate - Training
King Of The Plate 2008 - Intros
Bunny Chow: The Post
Are you addicted to MXIT?
It starts...
MyVisualDna
The ponderings of a nice guy
The haircut of discipline
Tag I'm it
Question of caste
Top 5 cheesiest movie lines
Falling is easy...
I think I heard a shot ...
Hey look its Shah Rukh Khan ... nah its just Waseem
Rules of life
The laments of a single guy
Comicbook Canon
Bowling for ice-cream
Blogger scenarios
Not so dormant writers block
5 great movies you have (probably) never seen
Where life and words collide...
Once the fad permeates...
Tag Im it 2:
A rose-red city half as old as time
Fake this reality
Harry Potter and the Esale-e-Sawaab
Mmm ... new post
Three Libras
What if Gandhi was one of us
A truth or lie has to be spoken
El Ekse I'm on TV
Turkey is a dish best served cold
Praise the Lord
You know how I know you're gay
What they should be called
Kurtah Krazy Klips
Smarter than the average 5th grader
Hot/Crazy Scale
All Hallowth Eve
I am ... Justice
You are what you search for
Xbox VS Girlfriend

Stepping stones to Tazkiyah (1)

What if each Salaah were a Lifetime
your Takbeer as your entrance into
an unfamilar realm,
Your qiyaam as a struggle
to come to grips with your existence
Facing inner evil, and instinctive Good,
Your ruku as your realisation
that worship is your Being,
Standing again as your commitment
to Worship in times of prosperity and strife
your journey to the floor as the inevitable
descent of man through his lower self
so natural and effortless,
your prostration as letting go of your Mind's distraction,
following your Heart's instinct to submit to Highness,
your hands grounded on the earth, you attempt to rise
your pause in qa'dah as a reflection of your deficiency,
and the transient re-emergence of your mind,
your prostration again as a homecoming to The One,
and your ascent again, a sign of His Mercy, rising us from stage
to stage, allowing us the capacity to Learn and Gain Power
To Fight and be Victorious, to claim the bestest of moulds,
and so you perform these motions again and again and again
Gaining confidence and mastery, the actions become effortless,
like how a child's walking and talking gain ease,
and yet the mind control becomes more intense,
Requiring more sacrifice more inner strength
Until the Time when you greet the Malaaikah
in your Kabr

oo_OO

oo_ _OO
the first of many similarities:
we loved freshly baked bread
jam doughnuts, surprise bOOing
tickles, 90% without studying,
and wordsonwordsonwords
we had tempers to be reckoned with
we are first and last
the coolness and the pride

time alchemied past with present
your deep footsteps were difficult to side step
step i did, even when I could sink
you journeyed and left behind knotty strings
i stayed and made a home from woollen rings
now you return in despair, have i taught you nothing
bare foot gardens are for the pOOr,
those earrings are so last year

i look into your eyes and see the hollow
having it all is what i should follow
yet mirror images destine that I
Have all that you want to hide

verily, in the remembrance of God [men's] hearts do find their rest أَلاَ بِذِكْرِ اللّهِ تَطْمَئِنُّ الْقُلُوبُ

I forgot that I was tagged by Fatima M until MJ reminded me this morning. I think forgetting about world peace for a while and just being lovely has its benefits....sometimes

Things I Heart (subject to change based on extremely volatile mood swings)

(1) Faith because it makes me wake up in the morning
(2) A Ghood Ray of Light for reminding me that at eleven we had it all, and we still can
(3) The company of educated inspiring women that surround me and make me realise that I also want to be Beautiful
(4) Family and I can't even comprehend or explain this
(5) Boys that make me laugh (and that send me alarm tones of my name:)
(6) The word fetish- my current fetishes are spunky earrings and Bach
(7) Kids for trusting me so easily