Poem: Remember Remember 22 november (2006)

The Wait is finally over!
I think we'll be flying over Dover??
Then to Dubai we'll be set free
A country of endless adventure and mystery!

Quote

Great people talk about ideas, average people talk about things, and small people talk about wine.

-Fran Lebowitz 1950

Book: Dear Beloved Son by Imam Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali

A pocket sized gem. Full of snippets of advice to be given and taken at anytime of the day, or time of life. The kind of book that opens up your heart to check what's really inside.

It will help you to review your intentions. It can either be read from cover to cover or simply dipped into - let your fingers to do the walking, but allow Allah to guide.

Something to keep near your bed or in your bag / pocket.

Poem: Plums

You get red one's
Purples one's
Squishy one's
Hard one's
Old one's
New one's
Mouldy one's
Juicy one's
Sweet one's
Sour one's
Plump one's
Wrinkly one's
But they all make the same sound when they go SPLAT!!

By the Moonbeam Fairy ;O) (9 Feb 06)

Prospective Spouse - South African Dude

Here we go again....

So we (mum, bro and me) were invited to this guy's family home. (Met the family initially in the Mosque). The guy seemed ok, so my parents exchanged numbers and hey-presto they invited us for dinner.

Food was actually quite nice - Ghanian food isn't actually that different to traditional Pakistani cooking. Maybe a slightly different mix of spices, but fundamentally it was pretty much the same stuff.

It would have almost been a good night. I couldn't really fault the family except for the following, and these are things that have been bugging me since I left they're house:

• The father guessed my clothes size. Okay, fair enough my prospective husband may prefer me to wear a Jilbaab in front of all male in-laws - that's fine by me, but I don't want to feel awkward in the presence of what should be a father figure.
• The guy ALWAYS wears the Thobe - what is he trying to hide?!
• Being 3rd / 4th generation from India, they've more or less lost their roots (apart from the cooking) - all they speak is English.

Yet again, I have taken note of a few more "things for preference" in which I would now look for in a spouse:

• I'm the first to admit that I'm somewhat of the Bounty Bar kind (Asian lacking in roots). But even I still have respect for my roots.
• I would prefer my (inshaAllah) children to be multi-ligual (for their own good)
• I don't want any awkwardness in the face of my in-laws (but that's always been the case)
• Attraction plays a major role in my eyes. And I don't blame anyone who tells me they're not interested due to lack of attraction, as long as they're honest.

Following a discussion with my younger but apparently wiser cousin yesterday I have also come to the following conclusion that we should really try to seek out a person's faults before marriage, because if a person is a practicing Muslim; they are likely to hide those faults in front of his spouse & so eventually those faults should never show themselves. And in the worse case scenario, one may actually be able to help their spouse to get over any bad habits - hence the need for a companion.

Parents, brothers and sisters are used to our bad habits, and take them in their stride. Whereas our spouse will take note, and will point them out (this works both ways by the way). That's something else I'm looking for:

• Someone who doesn't let me run riot, and tells me where I may be going wrong & also accepts constructive criticism from me.
• Someone who wants to settle down, but have some fun with their partner too :O)

May Allah help us all find true companionship. Ameen.

Poem: Open Your Eyes

When the Shadows of evil start to cloud your vision
Try and remember the Noble Prophet's (saw) mission
It is to spread the word that there is only one Allah (swt)
And the Prophet, may peace be upon him is his Rasoolullah

To recite La Illaha Ill Allah with conviction
Surely can bring little affliction
For His believers He has promised eternal Jannah
Just be kind to the Ummah - your Sisters and Brothers

"Oh no it's too hard", are the words of Shaitaan
Stop! Hold on to the words in the Holy Qur'an...
For Satan will whisper his waswasa's in your ears
Until it is only his words in front of you appear

Don't forget Shaitaan is merely a Jinn
Surely against him Mankind will win
Allah, the most kind, has made us the best of ALL creation
And the best of us will avoid all false innovation

Listen carefully the message is clear
Islam is Pure; there is nothing to fear
Ignore Shaitaan's whispers and secure your fate
Do it now... Embrace your deen before it's too late

By The Moonbeam Fairy :o)

The Worst Feeling...

Do you know.. the worst feeling is when you break-up with someone, yet you don't know the actual reason why they broke it off. All they've given you to work on is is "It's all me, its not you", in which case you know that it's all you, and not the other person. You're not attractive enough, you don't smile enough.. you don't ever... you won't ever fill the missing blanks.

In this particular relationship, I went against some of my principles - yet this person was too *beep* to give me a real reason so my mind can move on. I've said many things, which I really didn't mean... but subhaanAllah it's Allah's way.. Kunfya kun... be and it will be. In every situation we blame things for not happening, 'He died from a heart attack...'. But all the while, it's part of Allah's plan. Had me and Bibi 'meant to be', I guess it would have been a whole lot easier for us to get married - no family problems, maybe he'd be more attractive to me, maybe maybe maybe. The fact of the matter is... it isn't meant to be, and he's not here with me. Doesn't stop the way I feel tho... InshaAllah, it will become easy as time goes on. Maybe he'll come back, but I'm sure he won't. His final words cut like a knife tho "I've come to terms with it - I know I'm not meant to get married". Like what did I do that was so wrong? did I lie? did I talk about him behind his back? What crime did I commit? Allah hu Alim what's spinning in his head.

As far as I'm aware, I didn't do anything wrong... except listen to hearsay once, and accuse him of lying... But I apologised for that. And I meant it with all my heart.

If anyone knows, please tell me
I need to know why, so set my mind free
I didn't intend to fall in so deep
For someone who had no intention for keeps

Everytime I meet someone new
I think of someone else - who doesn't have a clue
How much I've been hurting for him inside
When all he's worried for is his pride

A girl with drop dead gorgeous looks
Not someone whose head is in THE Book
Allow someone who wants him for Islamic reasons
Who wants to help him clear his treson's.

Then a complaint, this girl won't leave me!
if that's the case.. he shouldn't have broken me
Before I met him, I was as strong as steal
And inside, I have forgotten how to feel.

I've forgotten who I really am
A girl who's into the lastest glam
Who always smiled through her crisis
InshaAllah I'll never loose the will to fight this.

I'm getting the feeling he still wasn't over
The girl who was his 2 year lover
I guess I cannot compete with such a stance
Especially if I'm not worth a second glance.

A simple request for him, from me
Please don't ever let someone give him the key
If their heart isn't really something he wants
For to be heartbroken isn't easy to shunt.

Snippet: A Revert's Story...

XXXX%hotmail.co.uk said at 4:20PM:
how i came to islam? a long story but will tell you in a nutshell

The Moonbeam Fairy said at 4:21PM:
Go on

XXXX%hotmail.co.uk said at 4:21PM:
i had accident about 8rs ago that burned all my skin, chest face head and all of arms,

The Moonbeam Fairy said at 4:22PM:
subhaanAllah u'r ok tho?

XXXX%hotmail.co.uk said at 4:22PM:
I had a muslim friend that got burnt with me, and at that time i was already living on my own, my muslim friend had his family visiting him and i had none i kept hearing them say "allahu akbar" many times and wondered what it was? His father also came to me and i just burst into tears coz at the point of my life when i needed my parents they werent there nobody to hold my hand and assure me thing will be ok. So i burst into tears to my fathers friend i told the father if he could be my fahter too even just for a while he said ok and i held his hand as tight as i could coz i felt so empty and worthless. I asked him what it was that allahu akbar they were saying

The Moonbeam Fairy said at 4:25PM:
subhanAllah

XXXX%hotmail.co.uk said at 4:25PM:
His friend came over and started explaining what it wasd he said to me i have hope and that allah can do anything he mentioned kun fayakun...be and it is... i said to him that Allah will be the greatest if he can pull me through this and i said to myself if you (god) pull me through this i will amend my ways and spreas your words for you... after that they went as it was getting late, i spent the whole night contemplating about my life and that my situation could not be any worse. I spent two weeks in adenbrooks hospital in the burns unit section. When i came out i was still very unwell, i remember the doctor telling me i would have a scar all my life- you can imagined that would break anyone. All i had was that little hope of the word of that brother said
he said Allah is the greatest and kun fayakun,,,be and it is... my muslim friends family invited me and offered to look after me. I stayed at their house for two weeks and in that 2 weeks was the path that would lead me to allahi mean i discovered so much but most of all i discovered zam zam water that was given to me by one of my friends sister i used the zam zam with that little words of hope i had from that brother. I poured the zam zam into my face and drank some of it everyday every morning i would check in the mirror for miracle results but i had two one week of diaapointment as nothing seem to happen. One morning i woke up and lost all hope. I went to my usual routine to look into the mirror and to my suprise my burnt skin started falling off and underneath i can see new skin as if it was never burnt. I couldt believe my eyes i looked in the mirror and said to my self... Allah really is the greatest... i got the family together and we sat down,,, and i said Allah is the greatest and i would like to declare to all of you as my witness... ashadu allah ilaha il allah wa ashadun ana muhamadr rasoolalah..

That was the first day of my life....