Saturday, March 10, 2018

Trust In Allah

I desired a star 
But maybe God had a moon 
Written for me.
I wanted something so eagerly!
It's strange isn't it? Very  eerie!
How foolish we could be 
When we forget about the Almighty...
How we could get lost in wanting something 
Then have it taken away.
But that's what's good for us
So we don't get led astray!

I desired a breathtaking moment
But maybe God had an eternity for me to revel in.
It's enchanting, isn't it? How He's willing to forgive our every sin! 


I desired an earth 
But maybe God had a better worth 
Written for me.
Maybe He wanted a paradise 
For my eyes to admire and see.
It's lovely, isn't it ? When we trust Him all the way
It's a beautiful thing when we remember Him every minute of every day 

Blame Game

     A child walks into a room and breaks his mom's favorite vase. Mom gasps and asks, "who did this?!" All-while knowing plainly who did it! The guilty little human answers," The baby did it!"  

     A typical scenario. Yet, it has so much to tell.

     The child's claim is a vengeful lie. A truthful lie too. It's not an utter lie though because it is an innate reaction: blame! 

     Maybe what the child was unable to say was: breaking your favorite vase was my way of asking for the attention you've been paying only to the baby. So, yes, in that child's mind he's more than innocent and the baby did do it. 

     But putting a blame on mistakes you know were purely your fault isn't gonna always be cute and adorable. You grow up and you learn that a blame only gives a temporary relief to an ensuing guilt. 
And God created us and he knows that it's only our nature to put a blame on anyone or anything but ourselves when we're in a catastrophe, and that's why he conveyed to us the story of his prophet Adam( PBUH). Before Allah even created Adam, he told the Angels that he'll send him to Earth. God knew that Adam was to be sent down to Earth before he created him; he's the All-Knowing. Once Adam (PBUH) ate from the forbidden tree, the first blame of mankind was instantly sought out: shaitan ( the devil). And that's the challenge, you have to fight your inner demons and the devil if you want to make it back to heaven!

Mistakes and Imperfections


     At my siblings' elementary school, they used to tell them every morning, "If something is right, do it! If it's not, don't do it!" 

     Sometimes I wonder how perfect would life be if everyone did do that. But then, I remind myself that life is not perfect, and it was never meant to be. It's full of flaws and imperfections that give life it's uniqueness! Essentially, we are life; full of flaws and imperfections! Yet, there's this desire within us to attain perfection. And what is perfection, anyway? 

     This innate desire is the root of all good and evil.  

     The more we strive for "perfection" the higher the standards we're bound to reach. Consequently, the more striking our disappointments will be. A dichotomy ? A dilemma? And like Taylor apathetically sang out: call it what you want, yeah, call what you want to! 
You see, it's all about balance. You have got to find it in your life. So it's okay to sin and be mistaken, but you also have to repent and find a way to correct whatever wrong you committed. You have to always look back and make sure that you are stable. You can't live life being happy all the time with a bright smile that's flashed for everyone, and you sure enough can't be a depressed recluse who abandons everyone and everything neither!  Life is not meant to be spent chasing something that you know isn't attainable, i.e. perfection.       Likewise, you also can't let it fade away by protecting yourself from undesirable situations and feelings. Life is not perfect. It will never be. So you might as well revel in the imperfections of it whilst you're still breathing ☺ #NoteToSelf 

Political Toys


By Nuha Dadesh 

     Let me start out by stating that politics is a dirty game; a disgusting, filthy one. It's like a pool of water that's infected with fungus, algae, and all kinds of mycotoxins! You can say that meddling in it would be like diving into un-chlorinated water!
     Since we are referring to it as a game, lets identify the players: the ones who wanted to play because they know the rules and how to find their loopholes, and those who just found themselves in it and can't come out. At the end of every game, there always ends up those who are considered the winners who can't help but burst with joy, and obviously the losers. But it's a malicious game, this politics, and these losers end up not only losing in it, but at everything else!
     Every politician needs a way to propose his/her agenda. However, politicians' agendas are not what's necessarily the best for everyone else, but they won't be the ones to tell you that,of course! So they find a voice that you won't just believe, but you'll also admire and take heed at whenever you hear it.
First- they need your attention and a way to lure you in. And what are the attractions one succumbs to easily? I'll answer that: a coherent smart-mouth with a pretty face speaking in a flawless accent. Moreover, blatant lies and made-up tales are easily distinguishable and dismissed! Hence, the truth will be essential -although it's usually rebuked by those politicians. The players will take hold of it, twist, and turn it into their own version of the truth! In other words, they'll shape reality into something that your brain will be tempted by and will simultaneously fit their agenda.
Lastly, I read once that "competence is attractive", and so this voice will be perfectly competent at being heard. All is left is for the audience to listen and believe whatever is told on that box with the irresistible, good-looking faces!
     A story that got Libyans all over the world staggering is the story of the slave auctions in Libya. First and foremost, there's no denying that this is not one of those "Fake News" segments. It involved some ugly truths about Libya and its Libyans. As implied, there's racism in Libya. For instance, some backward-minded Libyans have the audacity to call out people of color a word that means slave (which is a fact that CNN reporter didn't forget to mention).However, average, every-day Libyans wouldn't stoop so low as to have these auctions of human beings who only ended up here because they desperately wanted a refuge as a normal sighting with no backlash against. In fact, Libya is a home to many refugees who are treated with respect, sympathy, and empathy. The CNN report that has apparently astounded people all over the world, including celebrities who helped spread it on their private social media networks, unequivocally has a greater, political purpose not easily comprehended by average denizens of the world. Maybe, it has a pathetic aim at giving the US government and its French ally a mandate to invade Libya and, simultaneously,an illusion that it's serving the world an act of heroism-when in fact, it's the enemy we're victims of.
     This report reminded me of when Himmler's SS troops marched into a Polish radio-channel studio and fabricated an audio that implied that Poland had declared war on Germany to help Hitler's horrendous agenda. While, as time revealed, it was Germany who desired a war with Poland.
     I guess, there will come a day when we'll see the consequences of this innocent, sympathetic appearing report, and politicians will laugh at how gullible we can be. Nevertheless, there will also come a day when they will be humiliated by their vicious acts in front of all mankind on Judgment Day, and they won't be the ones with the last laugh.

- There And Back Again

I've been hard on myself lately 
I feel like everything I do
Every thought I think 
The words I utter 
And the feelings that I feel 
Are wrong. So wrong and they're not true. 
I castigate myself now even when I'm proud 
From the moment I wake up, I feel like a barking hound!
I just ramble on and on 
Time goes by 
And I smile then I sigh.
It's like everything came crashing down.....
And I don't have the energy to build it again 
But I know that I have to
I need help but I know better now than to seek it from anyone else
So I look above to the One who knows my true self
And I pray and repent to Him, yet I still feel like I'm not doing it right enough
I feel so exhausted 
So not tough
I feel deflated 
I feel worn out 
I need some refining 
I need to abolish my every doubt 

A new mindset ? 
But I liked the old one. 
And I loved it and adored it. 
But I know now that it was foolish
And I can feel myself changing 
Into something new this time 
Never been, never seen before
I felt my heart crack and now there's a light trying to shine through
But it hurts a lot 
And I don't know what to do! 
I'm embracing the pain 
Letting it bruise me 
I am trying to pray; constantly 
Yet, like I said before, 
I'm worn out and completely torn. 
I'm an emotional wreck 
Trying to stay afloat on a sinking deck 

Maybe it's the end 
Maybe it's a new beginning 
I just don't know 
If I'm losing or if I'm winning! 

By Nuha Dadesh
December 10 2017 
2:38 PM 

النسيان و التقلب

"سمي الإنسان بالإنسان لأنه ينسى و سمي القلب بالقلب لأنه يتقلب" 

قد ننسى موقفا كان يوما في حياتنا يمتلك الكثير من المعاني و قد أصبح بفضل النسيان مخبأً في أجواء ذهننا

قد ننسى كلمات رددناها على مرور الأشهر  لأنها فقدت معانيها في الوقت الراهن 

قد ننسى بعض الأشخاص كانوا جزءا منا؛ فقط،  لأن الزمن نزعهم منا 


قد ننسى نبضة قلب شعرنا بها بشدة

 في لحظة; فقط، لأن القلب لم يتمكن من تكرار ذلك التدفق مرة أخرى 
يتقلب هو، و نحن ننسى ، و تمر الأيام و الليالي. و تمضي سنين!

و ربما نتذكر و يرجع هو بعد ذلك التقلب إلى ما كان عليه من خفقان
......

Hysterical Euphoria


     If you ever see my clique and I together and if you do or don't know us, you'd probably wonder why we laugh so hard and too much about anything and everything. Let me tell you! We laugh because almost everything is an inside joke to us. A word can have an entire story behind it, and that story is most likely hilarious. But since we are aspiring pharmacologists, I decided to explain the pharmacological concept of our many hysterias.

     Firstly, dopamine is one of love's prominent hormones. And when we see each other, it automatically secretes itself in excess amounts.  Maybe it's the overload that causes the ensuing side effects and promptly makes us look like complete buffoons! We, ourselves, are concerned about the state of our well-being too when we realize how pathetic something is after we're done laughing about it for like an hour. Hence we justify it by joking about the probability of our food containing amphetamines. Yes, we do realize that we resemble people who are high on morphine sometimes. However, we can't control our euphoric behavior. 

     Anyways, if you think we are victims of an Opioid crisis, we're not. We are actually very fortunate people who found themselves during times of distress, which miraculously inverted into happy times ❤❤