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New Me :)

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It’s good to be back after December 17th 2014.
So, what was the reason of my absence, hmmm … I am glad to share this with you my blogosphere friends!!
I am a mother of a sweet boy now, MashaAllah, born on 23rd December 2014. Life turns really beautiful and busy with this sweet angel .I am totally engaged with my sweet boy since then , now he is getting a proper routine and it’s possible to give time to my blog again.
Yaaayyy ! 😀
After all this is the place where I really feels like MY SPACE. Where my heart speaks!
Hope to see you all again, and May Allah bless you all and your loved ones, ameen !

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I can’t – They Can’t

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Can’t Watch This

When was the last time you watched something so scary, cringe-worthy, or unbelievably tacky — in a movie, on TV, or in real life — you had to cover your eyes?
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I can’t see feared children
I can’t see tears in their eyes
I can’t see their dead bodies
I can’t forget their pain

BUT

They can’t see their tears
They can’t feel them as their own children
They can’t stop killing them
They can’t stop bombing and harassment
They can’t stop WAR in Palestine.

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PLEASE ALLAH HELP THEM NOW, PLEASE ALLAH BLESS US WITH PEACE AND LOVE.

FILL THEIR HEARTS WITH LOVE AND PEACE , AMEEN SUM AMEEN

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/cant-watch-this/

Down the hill

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Fictional Intruder

Go down the rabbit hole with Alice; play quidditch with Harry Potter; float down the river with Huck Finn… If you could choose three fictional events or adventures to experience yourself, what would they be?

(Thanks for a great prompt suggestion, SunnyWilliams!)

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I went to Rabbit hole but could not find Alice,

I looked for Harry Potter , but the play ground was so silent

The river was floating , but couldn’t find Huck Finn..

I looked for them all around

I shouted,

I wandered ,

here and there ,

but

No use…

Where is Alice?

Where is Potter?

Where is Huck finn ???

Suddenly I saw a rabbit sadly looking down the hill…

I rushed to him

and I saw

Alice

Harry

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All crying and shouting for help

Help for children of GAZA, Palestine

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Oh Allah bless these children who cant even enjoy these characters and stories, just because of cruelty of Israel and the silence of rest of the world.

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May Allah bless us all and our loved ones.Ameen

 

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/fictional-intruder/

Streets – West vs East

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As an internet user, and if you use social medias like Facebook , twitter, blogs etc. you must have seen many news, videos, documentaries and touchy ad’s on pets, animals rescue, safety and awwwww it fill my eyes with tears kind of stuff. Internet is full of such stories and yes they are nice and touchy enough.

Yes, they fill my eyes with tears too, but the reason is not only rescuing a poor and sick animal but also because of fact that western society is busy in loving animals and here in Pakistan, what are we doing? We have humans here who are suffering like those animals and they even die on roads, but no one bother to feel anything. Where the other societies are having hundreds of organizations and societies for animals rescue, we don’t even have enough human’s right societies.

Animals on western streets are more secure than humans on eastern streets ? WHY ?

Isn’t it a sad thing, we have Edhi foundation, Chippa and some more, who are working for humanity but most of the time they remain busy in picking small child’s form garbage, picking dead bodies from different areas, picking remains of bodies from the bombing points, We have so much worst situations going on here that no one could think of doing anything else. We are still fighting for education, health, basic living necessities.

We are Muslims and our religion is the one who emphasize on humanity with so much power, it taught us humanity since child birth till his death but poor we, where are we standing? What are we doing?

Do you ever think, what will you say to Allah on the domes day?

Allah says, killing one human is like killing all humanity!!

Allah says, respect elders, love children and help those who are needy.

Why are we forgetting every single humanity rule?

We forget to smile when we see anyone?

We don’t even say Aslamoalikum , when we see someone ?

Why?

The good acts of western society are a slap on our face.

Yes a slap, if you could only feel the pain!

Because our religion, our culture and our roots are actually followed by them, in terms of HUMANITY.

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Mars but Only If ..

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One way Mission on Mars and I cannot return to Earth?

Alright but what is the mission?

If the mission is really like something very beneficial and necessary for Earth and for its people and other living creatures then I will surely think of taking this trip but if it is like, okay we just want to confirm the color of mars soil is red, then It’s a BIG NO from me, Why should I leave such a wonderful place and spend my whole life somewhere else, Alone.

Though my soul will be shattered and my eyes will be full of tears, because I do not want to miss a very long long list here on earth.

  1. My Husband and My Family
  2. My home , my bedroom , my bed L
  3. My laptop, my Wi-Fi.
  4. My friends,
  5. Human’s I will miss seeing a Human.
  6. Pizza, Shuwarma , Burger, Daal Rice, Chocolate, Fresh Juices, eggs, cheese, etc etc
  7. Shopping and window shopping,
  8. Watching Reality shows on TV,
  9. Trees, flowers, Nature, yes the whole nature, Blue sky.

And the day will come when I will even start missing the power cut downs, high utility bills, protests, Traffic jams etc. etc. hehehe. I will just miss being human, being alive. I will feel like a dead person there, if that planet doesn’t have any life.

It will be very hard for me to leave but if the mission is worthwhile then I will sacrifice my life for the safety and wellness of earth, as I feel saving one life is like saving whole humanity and this is what I believe in and this is what Islam teaches us.

Life is here, and life is beautiful with Family , friends and by Allah’s so much blessing’s that HE Almighty has showered on us, Food, Water, Nature and Love.

I just wish that this EARTH will remain safe and clean for all of us, for our children’s and their children’s and so on.

May Allah bless us all and our loved ones. Ameen

May Allah bless our Earth. Ameen.

 

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This post is written in response of Daily Prompt.

 

Longing for Gravity

You are on a mission to Mars. Because of the length of of the journey, you will never be able to return to Earth. What about our blue planet will you miss the most?

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/longing-for-gravity/

Unexpected Guest !

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Once a upon a time

In a big city like ours,

There was a rich man,

Indulge In the pride of power and money,

Careless, rude, can’t live without luxury,

Successful but black –hearted,

See everyone with contempt,

God for him is nowhere,

One night, almost in the midnight

Someone knocks his door,

His servants were there but no one opens the door

Oh hell, where are you all morons?

He was shouting, angrily opens the door,

A poor old man was standing alone,

Ahh, what a rubbish, what do you want old man?

I don’t need anything child,

You need to see things right,

Your heart is black and blood is white,

You need to see things right,

What? You want me to hear your rhymes in this midnight?

Mercy on yourself child, God is there want to see you right.

God is nowhere, Get out of my sight,

He closed the door and went inside,

Laid on his bed but sleepless and tired,

Thinking, who was that poor man? What is the “RIGHT”?

Night was over, and sun arise,

He forgets the message he ruined his life

Day by day, night by night, His pride grows

Fame, success and money that all he knows,

Clocks ticking fast, years has been passed

And then,

It was a cold dark night,

When someone knocks the door,

He was drunk and alone,

He opens the door, No one was there,

He talks to himself, ahhh I am so much drunk I guess,

He went inside, lay on a bed, and closed his eyes,

When he hears,

Poor you, you did not mercy on yourself,

He opens his eyes in fear,

Who is here?

Who is here?

You can’t see me but I am near you child,

Something was there like a smoke,

He feels the cold eyes somewhere near

Someone says loud and clear

O child, now you have to come,

Now there is no time,

I am death, this is your time and you need to pay,

Oh no, no please, I will kill you ,who is here? He shouted in terror and fright,

Oh child, God wanted you to see what is right,

Not once, not twice but many times,

He showed you needy people, to help them, Right?

He gave you money and power to ease them, Right?

He kept you healthy and successful all over your life,

He gave you strength and power to make things right.

Not for your own pride!

But your time is over now, and you have to die.

No, Oh no please Mercy, Mercy God!!

I understand now,

I understand now,

I will make things right,

Oh mercy. I don’t want to die now,

Crying, shouting, but no one hear.

The last words

That man say’s was

GOD IS NOW HERE!

 

  I need to share that I write this poem in response to daily prompt :http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/unexpected-guests/ , and This is what i really felt when I read the words ” UNEXPECTED GUESTS” , Please feel the words, and always remain ready for the unexpected guest.

May Allah bless us all , and help us all, ameen.

 

 

 

Dreams to Reality Anniversary!

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Today its my blog Anniversary 🙂

Its been 6 Years now, since I joined WordPress.

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Back in 2008 , I was single, living with my parents and was working as a Microbiologist, that time was so busy , Job, home and then little surfing on internet . I hardly got time to read or write anything.

Then in 2013, September after quitting my job, I thought of this place again, or it is more better to say My blog calls me once again. This time I am happily married, living in a joint family and more free than before.

And now, in 2014, I am enjoying by seeing my blog growing, growing slow but steady. I have so many new friends and new ways to express myself and many issues regarding, Society , culture, Religion , Families etc etc. As the time passes by I am more into writing and reading, some of my readers here says, I write by heart and in simple words, and this is what I also feel. Being a Pakistani my mother tongue is Urdu and English is my second language. I am not so good in vocabulary and grammar , but I know enough to express what I feel. Do you agree ??

I believe that , words straight from heart can touch anyone soul, and then the positive and negative reaction occurs depending upon the soul itself.

I have a lovely time here so far and I see a great future ahead. InshaAllah.

May Allah bless all of my readers, ameen

 

 

Holy Book !

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Worldly Encounters

The friendly, English-speaking extraterrestrial you run into outside your house is asking you to recommend the one book, movie, or song that explains what humans are all about. What do you pick?

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Allah says in the Qur’an in Sura Bani-Israel, verse 9:

“Indeed this Qur’an guides to the path which is clearer and straighter than any other.”

“and We have revealed the Book to you explaining clearly everything (16:89).

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/worldly-encounters/

Everyday is a Mother Day !

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Every day is a Mother Day for me; I will turn 34 years old in this July if Allah’s want but still I am a little baby for my mother. I still eat by her hands sitting in her feet’s, eating, smiling and enjoying every bit of that moment.

Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.w) says, “Paradise lies at the feet of your mother” and yes, it is true. I feel the heaven on earth; I feel relaxed and like a little child with no worries and responsibility. What a wonderful gift by Allah.

I remember all the days and night when my mother stayed awake, working hard and prayed for me, for my success, for my health and for my better future. I remember her every smile and tear. I remember how she was worried when I left her and my family after my marriage, it was like she is giving away her heart to someone else, but she could not stop that, because this is what happens to all daughters and mothers. And I still feel her smile and calm face when she saw me happy with my husband; I can feel her prayers and happiness whenever she sees me happy. She just wants me to stay happy, and this is what really matters for her. She just needs happiness and peace for her children’s and nothing else.

Mother, oh mother – how gracious and kind you are! You do not need anything from us; you just shower all your priceless love on us, asking for nothing. Nothing at all! I LOVE YOU AMEE.

May Allah bless you always, amen.

Mother’s place is so unique and precious in Islam, once a man came to the Prophet (s.a.w.w) and said, ‘O Messenger of God! Who among the people is the most worthy of my good companionship? The Prophet (PBUH) said: Your mother. The man said, ‘Then who?’ The Prophet said: Then your mother. The man further asked, ‘Then who?’ The Prophet said: Then your mother. The man asked again, ‘Then who?’ The Prophet said: Then your father. (Bukhari, Muslim)

There are so many other Hadith we found in Islam regarding the respect and importance of Mother’s and Father’s, and it is my duty (this is what I feel) that I should share the Islamic aspects on all matters which I am discussing and sharing here, This will bring a better insight view of Islam, which is ruined in many ways by so many negative forces.

Let me add one more example here, a man once consulted the Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.w) about taking part in a military campaign. The Prophet asked the man if his mother was still living. When told that she was alive, the Prophet said: “(Then) stay with her, for Paradise is at her feet.” (Al-Tirmidhi)

On another occasion, the Prophet said: “God has forbidden for you to be undutiful to your mothers.” (Sahih Al-Bukhari)

MAY ALLAH BLESS MOTEHR’S OF ALL.AMEEN