Friday, August 18, 2006

I Need A V-drink

I don't have the energy to update my blog EVERY SINGLE DAY. I just missed a deadline in submitting my article for a magazine- Al Hijrah. Well, I gotta submit it by midnight tonight....but I have soOOoO many things to dooOooOooOOoooOOOOoO!! THIS SUX!! Wish I could have MORE time for EVERYTHING these days....I WANT MORE TIME!!

I barely get to pick up my guitar and just strum the tunes I used to........I sometimes whisper for my single life to come back and whisk me away- wouldn't that be beautiful? I REALLY need my own space; I have a son that can't sleep in the same room as his parents all his life- I WANT MY OWN SPACE...DAGNAMMIT!

I have to get this off my chest. Some women are just so ungrateful when God gives them a second chance with their husbands. In Islam obeying your husband is equivalent to obeying Allah; of course, if a husband tells his wife to go against Allah's wishes, THEN she can disobey him. Islam is beautiful. If it weren't for these marriage rights that a husband has over his wife and a wife has over her husband, I wouldn't have gotten married in the first place. D'oh! What AM I going on about? I'm jumping from subject to subject; not knowing where to stop.

From now on I want to begin posting one
HADITH per day. I want this blog to serve a purpose. Not only do I want this blog to record my thoughts and such, but I also want this blog to be a source of DA'WAH - in other words: inviting people to Islam.

HADITH OF THE DAY
The Messenger (Peace be upon him) said: "Verily the word 'As-Salam'
is a Name from one of the Names of Allah (meaning The Source of Peace)
in which He has placed on this earth.
So spread the salam (peace, salutation) among yourselves
(by saying Assalaamu'alaikum....)."
[H.R Al-Bukhari].
I've been meaning to post this other short-story that I received in an e-mail from a friend. It's about why women cry; I swear I felt myself tingle after reading it.
"Why Women Cry"
A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?"
"Because I need to" she said.
"I don't understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
"All women cry for no reason," his dad answered carelessly.
The little boy, still wondering why women cry, finally asked the old wise shaikh. "He surely knows the answer", he thought.
"Ya Shaikh! Why do women cry so easily?"
He answered: "When Allah made the woman she had to be made so special. He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. He gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that comes from her children. He gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
He gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child hurts her very badly. He gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. He gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And lastly, He gave her a tear. This is hers and only hers exclusively to use whenever she needs it. She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers."
"You see my son, the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the beauty of her face, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."
The little boy got the answer and never asked the question again.
Now that I know, I am always welcome to shed a tear without answering to anybody.
~Peace.

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