Straight up comedy, thas all I got 2 say.....

Some walks are taken alone...

*Fear no Foe*

~Magic~

Historians report that the banner of the Persian Emperor had a magic square of a hundred field woven into it in gold. Those whom practice magic believe that such things are talisman and that magic squares means victory in war, and that a banner containing it or accompanied by it could never be routed. Yet this very banner was found lying on the ground the day Rustum was killed at Al-Qadisiya and all that was left of the Imperial Persian Army was either dead (most of them) are had retreated (a few got away).


This is something I happened to come across when I was reading about magic, Islam n ya....soo I thought meh mite as well put it on my page, I like it n ya thas my story.....

A HaZy dream...so Troubling.....

A chain separating her porch form the sidewalk, the sidewalk sepeating her porch from the other porch. she was forbidden to walk across to the other porch, it was freezing and she was shivering in her thin dress, locked outside she she was going to get hypothermia. Upon seeing her I race up to her and ask her what the hell shes doin outside in such a thin dress shivering her butt off, upon hearing her answer I grab her and carry her into my arms across to the other porch. I open the door and her parents are there, the snap at her! she was crying trying to explain but her parwent (her dad mostly) accuses her of fornication, takin aback I step in and I back her up telling them excatly what happened, she is sobbing and pleading but they fall upon deaf ears.

the dream goes to a court room where her parents want to get rid of her, so back and forth goes the debate, her dad still is determined to win (he has hired the best lawyer in town where I have no one buy myself) her mother is totally confused and torn but has decided to side wit her husband (did he threaten her or ssomething?) finally in a last desperate attempt I call upon her mother to come forward and her daughter to talk to her infront of the whole court room.

Teary eyes she says "Oh mother I love you, I love father, l love both of you, I love everyone....whenever I had a problem, he is the one I would go and talk to, whenever I was crying, he would wipe away my tear's and make me happy again, he is my Brother."
A shock fills the room, and then a roar of joy erupts as mother and daughter run to one another and emgrace. But her father remains seated, as still as stone, only the anger in his eyes shows how he is feeling.

Another flash. I am in the lawyers house with my rents, and her father. My dad is trying to bring peace with between the families (her father looks strangely familiar I know who he is (he scared me when I was a lil kid I didn't like him)). I am trying to break the father so I keep annoying him (which is not really hard for some like me I am really good at annoying ppl)........

A little while later I succeed and he ends up trying to strangle me (for some reason he appeared to be likle a flippin crocodile or somthin (no flippin idea so dont ask)) as he chokes me I let him know that this whole 'session' (for the lack of a better term) is being recorded and I loudly proclaim of the assault and how the lawyer does not intervene when I am his guest and have eatin his bread and salt, and drank his water....the father lets go, I have won.......BEEP BEEP BEEP! goes my alarm clock (And Sura Rahman goes off from my cell (my opther alarm clock, I luv waking up the such a beautiful voice and words)).

~I asked the father "Dont you fear that something mite happen to her? Do you not fear Gods wrath?" and so on and so forth
He replies "I fear nothing and no one!"
To this I reply "That is your downfall, for all men musty know fear"

the above paragraph was in my dream I just cant recall where :S

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The gurl is some1 I kno but at the same time I dont recognize her. At one time she was a black sis wearing a hijab n jalbab (not sure on how 2 spell it), then it was Aisha, then it was a friend of mine flippin weird.....

A Shout for my sis

Here is a poem my sister wrote for me two summers ago, everytime I read it I think of her and how much I miss her. Her laughs, her smiles, her eyes, her jokes (although they can be very corny at times...sometimes...alot of times.....all the time:P), I remember how freakishly strong she can be spiritually, mentally, emotionally (oh and lets not forget phyically:P).

This poem she wrote for me always brings tears to my eyes just in remembrance...I try and I try to write something as good as this, something about her but I fail each time, time and time again for no words can comprehend how much she means to me; she is after all my sis, and I love her, I care for her, and I will always be there for her.....she is my sis.

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Of all the friends I'll ever have,
Not one will ever be
Important to my life the way
You've been to me.

In many ways we are different,
Yet I always turn to you
To put things into perspective
With an honest point of view.

You take the time to listen with
A sympathetic ear
And tell things in gentle ways
I really need to hear.

A brother is a special gift
IM always grateful for,
Because there is no one else on earth
I'd trust and count on more.
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Al-Baqarah

My father always reads this Du'aa after every salah and I have never known the meaning of why he reads it and what it means so today after Fajr salah I asked him and he gave me the same reply which he always does (go look it up. So I went and searched it in the Quran it is the very last ayat of Sura Al-Baqarah ayat 286. Lo and Behold! just reading it I was takin aback, in total shock ya'nee...tears clouded my eyes I struggled to carry on I was so takin aback by it the sheer power radiating from the words left me in tears and speechless.....

On no soul doth Allah
Place a burden greater
Than it can bear.
It gets every good that it earns,
And it suffers every ill it earns.
(Pray:) "Our Lord!
Condem us not
If we forget or fall
Into error; our Lord!
Lay not on us a burden
Like that which Thou
Didst lay on those before us,
Our Lord! lay not on us
A Burden greater than
We have strength to bear.
Blot out our sins,
And grant us forgivness.
Have mercy on us,
Thou art our Protector;
Help us against those
Who stand against Faith."

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In Sura Al-Ma'idah section 7 and 8 starting from ayat 44 i have trouble understanding what it means like the deeper meaning of it...reading it i am often left in confusion......

Random

Man for the ppll whom missed out on ppl practice u missed out big time, it was awesome...n very tiring :P.....I was quite disappointed by the lack of ppl showing up 5 of what did youcef say 13 whom should have been therE?......lol n there was 2 sistaz there who didnt know the practice was cancelled pretty harsh n out of place guess there capt didnt inform them I guess but meh ya n thas my story...till anotha time.....

Bball game on friday

Although we lost, I think that game went rather well, good playing time, passing, overall we played better then we ever have.....

I am no stranger to nightmares

The sound was the faintest of clinks, a scraping of steel over stone. I lift my head, listening intently.

surrounded by grass and thorns, blueberries broken on the ground, mud, worms, rotting leaves, and squirrels up above and creeping through the bushes.

I catch a glimpse of steel from my brothers sword, covered with the blood of the sentry he killed. There are other squirrels running through the branches above, fear...you can taste it.

Clink, I hear it agai, I rise swiftly to my feet, ears pricked, body crouched. I hand signal my brother (move in, it means). It is a wet night, a night to drive men to seek shelter by their meager fires. The rain has stopped, but still they linger by the warmth of their fires....fools. My brother comes sliding through the trees, moving forward quietly.

We move in, my brother racing beside me.The walls were low but they where slick and wet from the rain! Frustrated I look around, my eyes fall upon a great tree covered in needles, slanting towards the wall. Swiftly I whirl and bound back into the trees, wet leaves rustling beneath my feet, branches whipping at me as I run past. I could hear my brother following close. We plunged by a maple tree and around a cold pool, through the blueberry bushes, under a tangle of oaks an ash, to the pine tree.....and there it was slanting towards the wall...excellent.

I turn and race back in a rush my feet flying, kicking up wet leaves and pine needles, throwing myself up the trunk, upward I bound, up an up, two, three, barely slowing, until I was up as far as I could go. Branches tangled my feet and whipped my eyes. I jump...needles scattering eerywhere, scrathing my bare face and following down my bare neck, sticky sap on my hands, the sharp piney smell of it.....

.....The sky was gloom of cloud, the woods dead and frozen. Roots grabbed at my feet as I ran, and bare branches lashed my face leaving thin stripes of blood across my cheeks. I crashed through heedless, breathless, icicles flying to pieces before me.

Hes dead, primary mission accomplished...secondary mission is to stay alive along enough to reach the escape point.....

Random

bball game coming up, man I dont even know where it is!....ahhhhh....n ya thas my story (im gonna kill random for getting that stuck in my head "n ya thas my story")

In other news I finally beat FABLE!!!! WOOT WOOT....BO YEAH!!!! :D , man that waz awesome game highly suggest for those whom have a x-box go n get the game, n those of you who dont have n x-box....get n x box!...oh n the game :P

Fate chooses your relations, but you choose your friends.....so choose wisely

ahhh where shall i start?....bball game???...no i think ill pass on that, hmmm eid dinner ahh yes sounds good.....

It felt good to finally be able to reminisce wit my broz, running into Brother Murtatda, Brother Youcef, Brother Jawad (actually i see him quite often n ya:P), Brother Nawid, Brother Zacharia, and all those other brothers i dont get to see often. The food was blah but hey its food cant complain :P

jus somthin funny

Juz somthin my friend said when observing my diamond ring....we could not stop laughin even now I cannot help but chuckle as I read this.....


'pinky ring worth about a fitty bling bling'

Striving.....

I DONT STOP.
I'LL PUSH EVERY MUSCLE IN MY BODY TO BE BETTER THEN
THE NEXT GUY AND BETTER THEN I WAS YESTERDAY, AND
THE DAY BEFORE THAT. IF I STOP THERE'LL BE NO
VICTORY LAP AND I'LL ACCOMPLISH NOTHING, YEAH I CAN'T
STOP, I DONT EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF THE WORD.

A Window of Hope

I was shopping yesterday evening (still got Eid gift to get for my friends:P) when I came upon a gurl crying in dismay she looked ready to collapse tears where streaming down her face, as I stood there I felt a sharp pain in my heart questions where zooming across ma mind, why was she crying?...who did this to her!?!, should I approach her and see what is wrong? and before I knew what I was doing my feet were carrying me to her.

I approached her, and as I gazed upon her face I noticed that her face was grey like the sky, I asked what could cause her such dismay. She told me her life, she felt a pain she never felt before. She said it feels like nobody loves her anymore, it was a fact she knew forsure,

"I started this life so pure" she said to me

She went on about her past, I listened with patience that was my task. I told her there is no need to cry, her words where like a looking glass to me how much pain will a guy put a gurl through?, It reminded me of the words I was told by another gurl, a gurl wise beyond her years....

"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved."

We took a walk aroun, with much pain did her heart pour with this feeling she never felt before.....

I talked to her, soothed her pain, brushed the tears, in the end she was smiling, she had such a sweet and innocent smile, and happy; my job was done so I took her leave and gave her a contact info if she ever needed to talk or advice for anything. We both walked away smiling......




A very good friend of mine by the name of Tanvi, showed me this it had a great affect on me and is related to what happened here, I gave her this example, and so this is why I have decided to put it on.....

"A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who do love you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by who we are. You are special - don't ever forget it."

Cat

there a snow white cat with beautiful golden eyes that has no home and my parents are not letting me keep it...alas I must find it a home....

Contemplating

Alas! Ramadan and Eid has come and gone, like every good thing nothing lasts on this world. I Inshallah will keep a strong Emaan and will be able to continue to strengthen my Emaan and strive towards uniting the Ummah...so much to do, and I dont even know when nor how I will die....will I get killed in a car crash?...be shoot? stabbed? beatin to death?....will my enemies finally succecd? or will I choke on a morsel of food? mite I be so overcome with grief that I will contemplate suicide? even do the evil deed? n many more.....

All of these are on my mind daily, akways having to watch my back cuz of some buck. The past continually haunts me becuz of the foolish, the stupid mistakes I made in the past thinking im like Immortal (in a sense)...a foolish boy I was, but a boy I am no longer....I am a Man, most of all I am a Muslim!

~Ummah before self~

Fun things one can (and if crazy, should) try on an elevator

Just something my friend showed me when we where reminiscing at west ed after where where done shopping.....


FUN THINGS TO DO IN AN ELEVATOR (try'em:P)

1) When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
2) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
3) Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
4) Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor your on.
5) Hold the doors open and say your waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?"
6) Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"
7) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.
8)Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an apointment
9) Lay down the twister mat and ask people if they would like to play.
10) Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask them if they can hear ticking.
11) Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.
12) Ask, "Did you feel that?"
13) Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.
14) When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay, don't panic, they open again!"
15) Swat at flies that don't exist.
16) Tell people that you can see their aura.
17) Call out, "Group Hug!" and then enforce it.
18) Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!"
19) Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?" 20) Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off
21) Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly.
22) Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers
23) Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.
24) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
25) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce, "I have new socks on".
26) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passnegers, "This is MY personal space"

A song of Ice and Fire

From a Song of Ice and Fire


Simon *Star* eyes.....He has no eyes, so in place of his missing eyes he put in jewels which allowed him 2 'see'....his chosen weapon is a double bladed spear, ya i kno it dont sound all tha crazy but when you read the book it like saaaay yalllahhh!.....its friggen crazy!

You just stand there and L00K CuTe

After Hijacking the Ship all them penguins get DrUnK!!!

I like to MoVe iT, mOvE It

You didnt see aNyThInG

A Promise...

"Promise me Bilal...promise me"

I woke up 2day drenched in cold sweet this dream I had is sending shivers down my back even now as I type..... I am on my knees her head is in my lap her clothes are torn n ragged, her hair in disarray, even though the beating she has takin the evidence of her beauty are still cleary evident on her face. She looks up at me with those eyes that where once so full of life that could bring the truth out of you, that could make you feel happy all over no matter how foul a mood you where in. Holding her head in one hand clutching her body our tears intermingling

"Dont leave me! Aisha please dont leave me" I cry sobbing
"O little one, my sweet Billu the is God's will but I wont ever truly leave you I promise ill always be here" she points at my heart, "If you ever need me just close your eyes and look into your heart and you will find me there" she replies in her reassuring voice

"Aisha...please aisha" I plead with her
"Can you promise me hun?"
"But Aisha I...I....I" I reply stuttering
"Shhhhh just promise me Billu please, can you do that for me?"
"I guess so....Yes I can...I promise...I promise you sis, I promise you Aisha" my voice growing stronger
"I knew you would, your different Bilal, your special, Your my little brother....I love you little one" she smiles one last time The mist envelopes everything sun doth shines upon my eyes I wake up to a new day..... I have kept that promise to this day.......