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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Two Worlds Collide.

Well that wasn't the mos awkward experience. But then again I am just your basic awkward person who does awkward things. That is a defining characteristic of moi.

I was scrolling down my blog(again). I don't know why. Maybe I just like looking at it a lot, or maybe I'm proofreading my posts to see if I've made any mistakes. I digress, anyways, I was scrolling down to the post I made about the Palistinians' protest when this girl/woman was sitiing next to me and talking very ludly on the phone despite the fact that we're sitting in a friggin library. Well, she was talking about filling out an application of some sorts and my eye just happens to swivel onto her screen when I nearly had a heart attack. Right there on top, in big blue bold lettering was "Israeli birthright" and something about "Visiting Israel". I feel sorry for anyone who might have passed our two screens coz they would have been so confused. Imagine two screens side by side; one advertising "Israeli brithright" and the other talking about "Palistineans protesting while dressed up as the Na'vi from Avatar". And I am absolutely 100% sure that she saw my screen because of the fact that she was talking very LOUDLY in the friggin LIBRARY.

Thank god she left.

I am Ms. Kay and I approve this message.

Bejesus!

I was randomly scrolling down my webpage when I happened to look at the upper left corner and found the most ridiculous ad ever. I am seriously ready to chop someone's head angry that this ad is on MY blog. I do not advocate it all! There's "Islamic Dating" and "Muslim Dating: Photos". What the Jahannam! Really? A muslim DATING website. They couldn't even have the common decency to say Arab Dating or Pakistani dating. Muslim Dating? Shame on you. Shame on you. Any of you guys think I'm over reacting? Gnaaaaaaarg!

P.S: If you're scratching your heads over my opening word, well I am halalifying the word Jesus as my roommmate requested. Sigh.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Palestinian and Avatar Brethren?

   This has got to be the most awesome event in the history of protests.  Wait for it. Wait for it.

                               THEY DRESSED THEMSELVES UP AS NA'VI FROM AVATAR!!!!!!!!

 How freakin awesome is that? I nearly fell out of my chair from laughing so hard.

     Apparently two days ago, Palestinians marched in the village of Bil'in to protest the building of the West Bank/ Israel barrier which has kept them separated from their family and friends. After a group of Palestinians watched Avatar they felt like the film was extremely relatable to their plight and so they convinced a larger group of their brethren to cover themselves in blue paint and to wear black wigs. I have enclosed a picture for your enjoyment.

    Good for you Palestinians. Good for you. This is a great way to get your message to the masses in a language that can be understood by all.

 

  

Isn't the little kid so cute? Aww, my heart is melting.
                                               

Saturday, February 13, 2010

             I have resumed writing poetry with a fervor that is quite uncharacteristic of me. For God's sake, I don't even like poetry that much. There's something captivating about being able to memorialize small snapshots of life into a short yet meaningful snippet. And if you're able to put all of your passion, feelings, and absolute honesty? The results can be absolutely amazing and self-gratifying.
        
            On a less serious note, some people say that they reach the utmost height of creativity when they have chemical "enhancements". I ,on the other hand, produce some of my best work when I am PMS'ing. Laugh all you want, but you know it's true. All those raging and badly bottled up emotions constitue some pret-ty darn good "stuff".

          I am posting the latest poem I've written, and surprisingly it got some pretty good reviews from my classmates in my poetry technique class. They ahd some great suggestions too. Let's see how YOU can help me.


Jeddy

I couldn't squeeze a tear when my grandfather died
I was nine and couldn't feel anything.

My cousin was shuddering
Elders huddled
Like a mass of black crows
And there I was, barely frowning for the loss
Of someone I'd never known

Slowly, agonizingly slow
Every face lifted towards mine
Confusion and anger in a hundred eyes

Only then did I let loose a deluge of tears
Not for the memory of the corpse
Sleeping in the hot bronze sand
But for soccer games unattended
And is empty lap that should have been
Bouncing me at the other side of the world

I cried because I would not cry for a 
Man I did not know, but should have loved

Don't be scared, papa is near.

Hey, hey, hey.

Observe my attempts at trying to be creative with my greetings. Now collapse onto your chair and admire. I kid, I kid (Not really). Now my very dear eleven followers I have noticed that you are particularly shy where commenting is concerned. In fact, it is practically nonexistent. What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Don't be afraid to express your opinions. You can say stuff like "This post is absolutely useless" or "Don't you think you're being slightly melodramatic?" Really I won't judge. 'Sides I need all the critique I can get seeing as I would like a writer ;).








Got Hope?

Subhanallah, I've just started to realize why Allah stresses on the importance of education. It's as though I've had an epiphany of some sort(My high school teachers would be so pleased). I am so grateful to be able to have the opportunity to go to college and expand my knowledge base. I've learned so much in the past month and a half that I'm eager to find out how much more learned I'll become by the time I graduate, inshallah. Along with two creative writing classes I'm taking a Middle Eastern Civilization class. Now I know most of you are thinking along the lines of "Why in the world would she take that class? She's been learning the history of Islam since she was 6", let me tell you that there is a lot more to Middle Eastern history(and Islamic civilization) than the Prophet's(PBUH)life and the reign of the four khalifahs. So much more. And it's this extra information that for the first time in my life has given me hope for the plight of the Muslims.

If you have been brought up the same way that I have(and I think you have in regards to this aspect)then you have undoubtedly been told about Islam's glorious years,a far off age when Muslims commanded the respect of civilizations around them, when government wasn't filled with corrupt officials, and these reminiscent statements are usually followed by a wistful and sad statement that Muslims today are weak. That Muslims are nearing their end. Let me tell you something; they are wrong.

Muslims throughout the ages have faced so much adversity that it makes our present problems seem like child's play. There were times that the survival of Islam was doubtful. Riots, wars, the assassinations of Omar, Uthman, Ali, and Hassan. The beheading of Hussein at the battle of Karbalah, by his own Muslims brethren I might add. Shall I continue?

Ever heard of the Crusades? It gets worse. At about the same time, the Mongols swept through the Middle East paving a path of absolute destruction; killing, burning, and pillaging. At Baghdad alone they killed between 80,000 to a million Muslims. In order to get a sense of how great a loss Baghdad symbolized, think of it as an older version of Washington D.C. The Mongols not only massacred the inhabitants of Baghdad, but they also burned and dumped thousand upon thousands of books. Libraries that had troves of knowledge in the Sciences, Mathematics, and Philosophy were in an instant destroyed. The entire political infrastructure of the Islamic empire was completely and utterly decimated. Can you imagine how bleak life may have seemed to the Muslims? Centuries of growth and knowledge destroyed. Their very survival seemed unlikely. Yet they did bounce back again. It took the Muslims 300 long and dark years to recover, but they DID recover. And were back on top in world politics.

Some people may ask why in the world I'm going on a rant about Mongols and Crusaders and it's for one reason; to impart hope. Muslims were not always as strong as portrayed; even in the Golden Age. Don't let people try to convince you that this is the end of Muslims. This is just the beginning. We are in no way near as bad of a situation like the Muslims back in the thirteenth century. Let's take time to thank God for sparing Muslims from a massacre that our 13th century Brothers and Sisters had to endure and let us forge on to the future with the hope, pain, and sweat that our predecessors put into ensuring the survival of Muslims.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Muslim girl says "whaaaaat"

Today's a relatively slow day. I sit here in the library with my fingers poised over the keyboard keys and for once in my life I don't know what to say. This moment should go down in history books across the worlds. I always have something to say, which is why this experience is so disconcerting.

Ahh, I think I've found a topic. You can all heave a sigh of relief, all five of you readers. Maybe I should preface this with saying that even though Some Americans can be accused of stereotyping Muslims, so can Muslims themselves. And that makes me sad. I'm currently taking two creative writing classes this semester: poetry technique and fiction technique. Well on my first day of fiction technique class, I met this girl named Nadia who turned out to be Muslim. You have no idea how excited I was because ,I kid you not, There aren't any Muslims in any of my other classes. Well I was expressing my excitement when she interrupted and said "Listen, I'm a corrupt Muslim and I want to warn you before hand that some of my writing may offend you".

Ironically, I was more offended with that statement than most of the writing she has produced, although there was this one paragraph that she had written for one of our assignments that goes something like this "I grew up in a restrictive culture where women aren't encouraged to do stuff for themselves", and something about "The men in Saudi Arabia that tell me what to do. F**** them". Shocked does not even begin to cover what I was feeling when I read this, but ridicule soon followed.

Sometimes I feel like going up to her and telling her "Who are these men that you speak of?" and "Maybe they are voices in your head." or "Hon, it's pretty clear that you have no real understanding of your religion. You do realize that sheiks come from all countries over the world and that there are a considerable amount of female sheiks too. Maybe you're getting Islam and Catholicism mixed up". Of course I say this all in my head with a what I would imagine to be a voice dripping with sarcasm.

Even then I didn't say much to her because I thought to myself "You know, it's obvious this girl has some serious issues with her parents. Just let her be" but honestly I am just sick and tired of her repeated dire warnings of "My short story will offend you" that I don't want to be nice to her anymore. I definitely don't appreciate the fact that she's projecting her pre-conceived ideas about Religious Muslims on me. It's so sad, that I get more respect from atheists than from her. Whatevs, it's obvious that she wants to open the doors for debate between me and her and I'm just going to piss her off, by not giving her the time of day.

Monday, February 8, 2010

I'm Baaaaaaaack!

HELOOOOOOO!

I am so excited to start up this blog again. It's been what, nearly four months since I last updated? Shame on me. Well my dear five followers , in case you don't know, my life has gone through many dramatic changes; I suddenly find myself going to Florida Sate University, sharing an apartment with three great roommates,and I am engaged. Just kidding about the last announcement by the way, I just wanted to be able to say a third thing ;). I feel like this move will give me so much material for my blog because I've only been living in Tally for about a month and so many crazy things have happened whether it's being terrorized by the neighbor's itty bitty little dog or having the referees making fun of the soccer team I play on. The jerk'ish refree said and I quote "This is the funniest game I have ever seen." Nice man, right?
Even though I'm so excited to be at FSU and feel as if the remnants of the chains that have been holding me down in PC have been broken, I can already tell that it won't be easy dealing with the University atmosphere for two more years. It's not so much the partying and shallowness of a large group(most) of undergraduates, but also the professors who have absolutely no respect or regard for the institution of religion, mainly Christianity. I feel bad for all potential Christians who might be in my 4 out of 5 classes. It's not as if I haven't had experience with atheists or agnostics, I have. In fact, I have a "chum" back in PC who's an agnostic herself. Difference is that these were respectful agnostics. The people(including professors) at University have no qualms whatsoever about saying things like "Religion is the most constraining force ever" or making snotty comments about "the magical guy upstairs, if he exists." Sometimes I feel like yelling out "Jesus! You seem to have a double standard going on here, huh. You talk about the fact that religion expects everyone to follow in his/her path and yet you're here expecting everyone to agree with what you're saying and belittling people who don't. Get OVER yourself." And again, I feel so bad for Christians on campus. I have no idea what they have personally done to the professors I'm taking this semester, but my professors seem to have some major beef with Christianity/ Christians.

Anyways, I best be going. It's nearly 3 in the morning an I must get some "beauty" sleep. Fat lot of good that'll do me. Byeeeeee, and see you guys later.