In the News (Yesterday): Tornado hits London

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/6219280.stm

How bizarre! Just to think, I used to work in Harlesden this time last year.

Be aware of new car-jacking scheme

Again, not sure how true this is. But just in case, let the wind do its job. Sometimes I think emails like these are providing food for thought for budding theives, and could be doing more damage then good?! (Says she whose inserted a blog about it!). Tempted to call Brian Molloy ;o)

You walk across the car park, unlock your car and get inside. Then you lock all your doors, start the engine and shift or put into reverse. You look into the rear-view mirror to back out of your parking space and you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window.

So, you shift the gear stick back into park or neutral, unlock your doors and jump out of your car to remove that paper or whatever it is that is obstructing your view. When you reach the back of your car that is when the car-jackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off!! Your engine was running, you would have left your purse in the car and they practically mow you down as they speed off in your car.

BE AWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS NOW BEING USED IN GLASGOW AND MANCHESTER AND IS MAKING ITS WAY ACROSS THE COUNTRY!!!!!!!!

Just drive away and remove the paper later! It is stuck to your window and be thankful that you read this email. I hope you will forward this to friends and family especially to women! A purse contains all identification, and you certainly do NOT want someone getting your home address. They already HAVE your keys!!!

JUST BE AWARE AND TAKE CARE

Brian Molloy
Detective Constable
Force Intelligence Bureau
Strathclyde Police
0141 532 5867

[Email from Q: 7 Dec 06]

Pin number reversal (Good to know... God forbid!)

Not sure how true this is, and not about to try it out for fun. But if you're in such a predicament, you can only try it out...

Should you ever be forced by a robber to withdraw money from an ATM machine, you can notify the police by entering your Pin number in reverse.

For example if your pin number is 1234 then you would input 4321. The ATM should subsequently recognise the backwards pin code.

Thereafter the machine will still give you the money as per our request, but unknown to the robber, the police will be immediatly notified.

(Apparently), this information was broadcasted on TV suggesting it is seldom used.

Thanks Pam for your email, but what if the pin is 1221?

Russian Spy to be Buried as a Muslim

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,3-2486268_1,00.html

May Allah's peace and blessings shelter him from the punishments of the grave, may he attain Jannah Al-Firdous. Ameen.

I wonder what it's like to be a professional spy? Whether this person commited anything which is wholly against the principles of Islam then to take the Shahadah at his death bed? What he would have been going through - tracing his steps back to where he consumed the poison, how and who was killing him - and whether he knew why he was being assasinated? Why he didn't take the Shahadah beforehand (Allah does guide whom he wills afterall)? Having been poisoned, is he classified as being a martyr? Not to mention the sickness of the stomach for which he could be considered a martyr also. Allah hu Alim.

Goodbyes

Goodbye's are draining, and although 99.9% of the time it's not something we would like to put ourselves through. They are inevitable. For your own peace of mind, and for what you think might help the other person in question.

This time it was an ongoing friendship which I would have loved to have continued, but as they say; A man and a woman cannot remain 'just friends' following a relationship. One or both of parties involved will always carry the flame which results in pain and heartache for either party involved.

Therefore I’ve come to a final decision to let this one go. Should he return to my life, I shall be the happiest person alive. However the articulation of confusion, coupled with the disagreement of the reason behind the split results (as has done in the past) in iniquitous expression of emotion.

The mind has a way of sensing what might happen should it not regulate the heart. It is fully aware of what could transpire as the past has a way of repeating itself. In this instance the hearts eagerness to be accepted was dumbfounded by the simple stroke of self-discipline.

The only way forward is therefore to say Good-bye, even if you want to say Hello. Maybe I was waiting for him to come back and say… ‘Wait, where are you going?’. But I know that is not to be.

So, in order to protect oneself from any further heartache – caused to myself by the way, which is inclusive of:

• Him being the first and last thing I think of when I wake up, and fall asleep
• Wanting the best for him – knowing that he doesn’t give a crap, constantly thinking of what he might be doing?
• Wondering if he was on good terms with his family
• Wondering how is grandmother is – how his family is coping (bit of dejavu following my fathers death)
• Constantly reminding myself that he doesn’t want me and never has, that there is no hope where he is concerned, that I should stop wasting my thoughts and energy on him & wanting the best for him.
• In the want not to be obsessive, I can feel myself becoming more and more compulsive in finding excuses to send emails and text messages. Sometimes looking for text forwards to forward him!! But when it comes to the crunch, when the number has been input, I delete it in the knowledge that my efforts are worthless.
• Constantly thinking; “Why the hell did I have to accuse him of cheating, in full knowledge that he wouldn’t”?

I really do hope he lives a good and prosperous life. That his emaan goes back to a level it once was. That he has that baby girl he has always dreamed of holding. That he looks at his wife in astonishment “Wow, are you really mine?”. InshaAllah.

Poem: Live it

Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.

Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough and know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate.

Don't regress.
Don't live in the past. Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr/Mrs Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr /Mrs Wrong because your biological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.

Sometimes, there is no race to be won.

Only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfil your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.

Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions and be the best of what you can be.

Simplify your life.

Take away the clutter.

Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, and dangerous liaisons.

Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.

Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.

Be true to yourself.
Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don't postpone it.
Say those words. Don't let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.

It is true that life does not get easier with age. It only gets more challenging.
Don't be afraid.
Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.

Don't lose faith in your God.
Don't grow old. Just grow YOU!

(And now think of all the DO's!!!)

Another one bites the dust: South African Dude

I think I'm getting a bit fed up with myself now. Needless to say, this guy isn't suitable for the job either. Boo hoo. If only all men were like Mr. Bibi, yes I have come to admit. I loved him even if he did shatter my heart 4 times in one year, I can still feel it breaking every now and again, but hey! at least I know I'm alive. Okay so what was the key?! Let me see:

• His Deen, he had it in him
• Love for family
• Our aspirations - not too indifferent
• His patience
• His heart, he did everything and thought with his heart - that's a rare trait something I've realised I've lost. InshaAllah, one day it will come naturally again
• Guantanamo Bay - that's what he called having to stay in on a Friday night instead of hitting the town with his mates
• Pulling faces, taking a pic and sending it to him
• He looked like Woverine from X-Men
• Tho I failed to see why the intermeidiery suggested Mr. Bibi has 'model-like' looks (apart from his body) - hence, it certainly wasn't love at first sight. I was soon devoured by his character which in essence made it difficult for me not to love him. It's whats within that counts. I probably wouldn't have looked twice had I seen him in Oxford Street.

I was on top of the world when I thought he was by my side. I really hope he finds someone who makes him feel that way. InshaAllah.

How did a blog about the South African Dude turn into one about Mr. Bibi??

Looking to get married

See RadioShak 16 November 06

http://radioshak.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_radioshak_archive.html

I was recently conversing with a friend, suggesting pretty much what RS has suggested here. Coming from a recruitment background, and in 'the game' for pretty much 5 years. Having met the pick of the bunch, I have come to realise that for 25 years of my life, I haven't 'needed' someone to get me through life and therefore anyone who enters my life today will be an addition, or a bonus shall we say who will compliment my actions, and InshaAllah I will compliment theirs.

Religion and Culture

http://radioshak.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_radioshak_archive.html (24 November 06)

Islam was created for all mankind. Taking into account of all cultures, and timescales. Therefore there is already one pure Islam. But it's the cultures around every one of us that creates the differences. Hence the four schools of thought which have more often then not, been geographically associated. Islam should not however be assimilated into the local culture in the fear that one is not accepted, as this would suggest that Islam as a religion is incomplete to any passer-by, which in fact in it's entirety, Islam is a culture within itself to which other cultures should succumb.

The Global Peace and Unity Event

I couldn't have said it better myself. Well... I think I could have, had I tried! ;o)

http://radioshak.blogspot.com/2006/12/global-peace-and-unity.html

GPU is an amazing event due to it's sheer size - 30,000 Muslims under one roof? WOW!! But I would suggest that they shouldn't try to run when they can bearly walk. With the same or very similar criticizms (on a much larger scale) as last year regarding the lack of organisation of people - some customers losing their £100 worth VIP ticket seats etc etc. However, it's very easy for us to sit back and look at others short comings when all we need to do is turn up.

It would take a lot of confidence for anyone to even suggest an event of such volume, not to mention the diversity of events that take place - from talks to lectures - to Halal hot dogs - to nasheeds. It seems that Islam Channel tried in their earnest to create a venue where 'one size fits all' where if it were a shop, it may be called 'Islam R Us'.

I take my hats off to those to created the idea; but maybe a little more thought should go into the practice.

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....

South Woodford Mosque

Don't you just love kids?! SubhaanAllah, went to South Woodford Masjid today to meet a potential. In the next room in which I was waiting, there was a children's class taking place. The serenity of the class was at a level that cannot be described. If you ever get a chance to experience it, visit the Masjid on any Sunday at around 11ish. Your heart will adore the purity and the cleanliness of the air within the mosque in the presence of the children - probably due to their innocence and purity.

The kid's were learning Arabic, and when the teacher asked "What is this?" - pointing at a picture of a snake, they all responded with 'Tharboot', all harmonious and all correct. By the way - the kids were toddlers, from all cultural backgrounds!! Super Duper I hear you cry!

Even better - When the kid were asked where the "Tharboot" came from - Who made it? The children replied "Allah". Quality!

It's great, and did you know; studies have proven to show that Languages should be taught to chidren at a younger age when their brains are thirsty for knowledge. Not in their teens when their minds are polluted with the likes of Eastenders & Corrie, and all they want to hear is the lastest in hip hop. The best time for children to memorise the Qur'an is also at this age when their hearts are also pure, which brings me to this link:

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2733290301686560541&q=child+reciting+the+Quran&hl=en

Beautiful hey? No words can describe this. It's actually the best recitation of the Qur'an I have come across.

May Allah guide us all so He gives us our Book of Deeds in our right hands, and help us to correct previous mistakes; and the strength to repent for our sins. Ameen.

Poems: Flutterby my Butterfly

Guess I've always been confidently insecure - strong on the outside, and soft in the middle. I suppose that's my way of making sure that the person will be there thru the good and the bad times. So I'll push them away as far as possible. Maybe I pushed too far? or maybe this guy weren't mine in the first place.

It's been a year since I first met Bibi. And I still feel the same as when I first met him. It's unfortunate he didn't feel the same. Tho, I definatly give him credit for trying. I don't think time was wasted; I have become an even stronger person then before, at a time I thought I was weak.

I would advise anyone who is looking to get married with the following;

• If you think you can grow with the person - in all ways possible, then go for it. And when you think things may be getting tough - try to remember why you got together in the first place. The things you like about the person.
• Looks fade, so don't always look for 100% attraction and attraction doesn't have to be physical either. But if you feel you won't be faithful to an unattractive spouse, then so be it. From what I have been told however, the person whom you marry whether eye candy or rock candy, upon marriage, is the most beautiful person in your eyes and that's what matters. For beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Don't want to be a burden. The first of a string of poems I sent Bibi following the evening when told me he wasn't physical attracted to me. For the first time during my search for companionship, I truely thought I had found someone similar to myself - Aqeedah, thought-process, family orientation. Most of all, he had a good heart. But when he told me his hinderance - that he wasn't attracted, that was the first time my heart shattered but at this point, I wasn't in love. I was just happy (before he told me the news that is). Or maybe I did love him - I certainly loved his character, and his good heart. Just didn't know him enough to be 'in love' with him?

"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet" - [Plato - Greek Philisopher]

Don't want to be aburden. 12/12/2005 11:49

To: bibi@xxx.com
From: moonbeamfairy@blogspot.com

I've been thinking for a while now
That you're heart will never be mine
Cos my looks you don't appreciate
You need someone you think is 'so fine'

So now my beautiful butterflyI will let you go,
Just promise me you'll try
To bring up a family in the deen
But most of all, marry someone with whom you are 100% keen.

Because love starts with attraction at first sight
Its something that cannot be forced with all your might
Unless you get to know someone over some time
Which is something that is neither yours nor mine

I do not wish to force something upon you
Something that you don't really want to do
I do not want to be a burden on someone
Especially the one whose meant to be my companion

It's unfortunate that it's come to an end like this
My time with you I will surely miss.
Always, no matter what,
keep a smile on your face
And always, in Qadr of Allah must you keep faith.

Take it e'zi. Peace be upon you. Flutter by, my butterfly, FLY.

Little did I realise his heart was better then I had first imagined. His failure to comply was deeper, more personal and less shallow then mere good-looks. Unfortunately his home life was somewhat less then fruity which resulted in disconnection. In response, he wrote:

Don't want to be a curtain 13/12/2005 11:10

To: moonbeamfairy@blogspot.com
From: Bibi@xxx.com

Ive been silly for a while now
That my heart is stupid and mine
My Looks are dead and you appreciate
I'm flying around, but you keep me in line.

So I leap inthe air like a butterfly
Fall straight on my face from the sky
Stand up straight and hold my deen Im a family man,
with religion and keen

Allah sends care and love, for your sight
Cor blimey you saw me and had a freight !
Time will tell time it will tell C'mon love ring that bell !!
Force yourself upon me and do I'll return the favour and cum to you

Burden burden burden has to be on someone,
Come on barbie lets go party ah ah ah, your my companion !!
Its a shame my nose is big like this,
If it disappeared surely ud miss

But I will always have a smile on my face,
And I thank Allah that my teeth require no brace.
I'd flutter away like a butterfly,
but you know i'd fall from the sky !!!

(extra verse)Fatty fatty ratty thats who i am, tinsel town galore love it all the time,

Blackie blackie blackie thats not me, c'mon barbie start that party, and bemine !!! ; O)

Hmm... I think maybe he wanted someone 'like me'. Just not me.

Be my Purdah 13/12/2005 14:29

To: Bibi@XXX.co.uk
From: moonbeamfairy@blogspot.com

Well my darling you've done something now
Started off a roller coster ride, and I'm asking how?
Did I come across someone so crazy
I'm sure in years to come you'll never cease to amaze me

To keep hold of the deen we both surely must
And fulfil this fellowship, and base it on trust
But my concern is one - you don't want to be a curtain?
Well a Purdah for me, you shall be for certain

I will need you to protect me, my heart and soul
But I am not someone whom you can easily mould
I have my own character, parts of which you will hate
But sooner or later we will both realise, we can't live without our bestmate

You must also realise I come from a family of love
One whom I wish to help - for it was He from up above
Who put me on this Earth, and gave me a treat
And also told me the gates to Jannah are under your mothers feet

Don't get me wrong, for your Wife I intend to be
When we both say 'Kabul', to my heart I'll give you the key
I will try to help you fulfil all your dreams the best I can
long as you promise this is forever, and you'll only be my man

(Extra Verse)Fatty Fatty Fatty, No you cannot be, The deen does not allow this to happen you see It is sunnah to keep yourself ready and fit

Just in case disaster may hit

To: moonbeamfairy@blogspot.com
From: bibi@xxx.com

Blankty blank, check book and pen
Roller coster has started so pick up your pen !
I'll amaze you and act real crazy
But remember this at times im lazy

Hold our deen we shall do and must
Begin our journey all based on trust
Your concern is me being drawn like a curtain
Come over luv and open me up and then ull be certain!!

Protect you and my family with my life and soul
Kiss you and caress you against the wall !!!
Haram haram you may shout
But in your mind you have no doubt.

Love your family it's a must,
Help me love them too till I bust
My wife must love the pizza crust
And then after that comes the lust !!

My wife my love you shall be
Hold onto that key while I go for a weee!!
My pudding my love fulfil my dream
Im your man, and dnt forget the coffee with cream.(Extra extra read all about it!)

Wobble wobble toil and trouble
Look at me im your double !!

I have no comment. I feel like crap. I miss him. And I want to be with him. I'm restraining myself not to text or email. When things feel wrong. They just feel wrong. I did my Istikhara, and I still don't understand why he's gone and I can't let go.

Might I suggest; if you're looking for marriage not a relationship. Act fast. Don't procrastinate and allow your thoughts to hinder what might be a good thang. At the end of the day, Allah knows best. But if you allow months to pass before you act, you may as well say good-bye from day one.