pieces of you that make up a history.

Assalamualaikum.

I just noticed I still have this blog on display for God knows how long. I am not updating this DBS any longer.

Writing this to just finally be able to claim that all these posts written here before this are dated 2017 and backwards. Mostly are in 2014-2015.

I will not cringe with whatever I have written here.
They will stay here forever.

just because;

You can never truly disappear, something will always remain:

a kind word you said to a stranger,
a love letter you sent to your lover
or papers with your handwriting scattered through time;

pieces of you that make up a history.

 “When you see a female dressed in a manner that is unacceptable Islamically, do not for a moment think that she is lower than you spiritually.If you do that, you are lower than her. Believe me, that is the teaching of your religion. She might have a link with her creator that you do not know about,she might have a heart that is tons better than yours. She might have one weakness that is outward, and you have 50 weaknesses that are hidden."

Perhaps the purest and deepest form of love is having someone praying and supplicating for you, without you ever knowing.

It has been a very long time since I posted something on my blog.
I should write more often now.

See you in next 40 years.

You have knowledge.  The superiority of the one who has knowledge over the one who merely worships is like the superiority of the moon over every other heavenly body.

No man becomes truly a Muslim without knowing the meaning of Islam.  I know you know he became a Muslim not through birth but through knowledge.

Me?  How can I be a Muslim when I'm still living in a state of ignorance?  It's impossible.  I'm mad.  You know thousand details but do not see the whole picture.

I haven't the least idea what'll become of me.  For now, I've a sacred duty to myself I need to accomplish.  I bid you adieu.

1997

I despise politics. I don't believe that any good will come out from the Parliament. There is no exit for us. We are stucked unless we create a new party but the party must be created from these new intelligent youngsters that are ready to save our country. Should we start a revolution? Nobody wants a bloodshed. Even my future is so dark and it's not mine to see. I know it's mine to create but no words can express the secret agony of my soul right now as I felt my hopes of growing up to be a learned and distinguished woman crushed in my bosom. As I'm worried of everything, I'm listening to Bare Necessities from The Jungle Book. As much as I hate Disney, I love the songs. By the way, I'm playing that dumb dumb Snow White for my Reader's Theatre this Friday. I'm playing her because I just want to show to the world how dumb dumb Snow White is. She is just so dumb that I don't think there's a Disney princess dumber than her.

Everything.

Hi. 

Everything is now a question again.
Everything.

End.

...

Dearest friend,

      I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for I cannot forgive myself.  I promise you I'll get mad at no one for I'm mad at myself.  I see you in three months time.  I pray that I have been forgiven.  I can translate words easily but I can't quite translate  meaning.  I implore you not to trust me ever again. Thank you. Until next time.

sincerely,

me.

ugh

im a lone ranger
i dont like friends that much
but i know friends are important
what should i do
what could i do

i hate you
i hate me

hello hi i