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'
Monday, November 14, 2005
Thursday, November 10, 2005
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.
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.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
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."
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."
Monday, November 07, 2005
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~
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~
Friday, November 04, 2005
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"
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"
Thursday, November 03, 2005
A song of Ice and Fire
From a Song of Ice and FireSimon *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!
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
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.......
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.......
Monday, October 31, 2005
Bball at Trinity
Saturday our first game....70-28 loss what is there to say? countless fouls by my teams.....truly I am disgusted and disgraced but I shall not fall, ive been hit harder I will live with this.....I thirst for revenge.....my training begins...so much to say but that shant be said.....the wheel have just began to turn
Ya-Aisha
She lay in a pool of blood, gasping for breath, each breath weaker than the other, she looked down at me reaching down grasping my arm.....
"little one its that you" she asks
"Yes its...its me" falling to my knees I grasp her hand, my vision blurred by my tears....
"Is my Billu crying? didnt he always say crying is a sign of weakness?" she says smiling
"Im not strong, im nothing....."
"Cute one listen to me, if we are strong our strength will speak for us, but if we are weak words wont help. So be strong Billu....be strong"
"Ai.."
"No, I know what you are going to say, so im going to tell you this, It is easy to dodge your responsibility Bilal, but you cannot dodge the consequences of dodging your responbility. You have to live and go on, and be strong....."
"NO! No you cant leave me! you said you would never leave me!....you...you promised" the last words I say in a whisper
"Oh Billu, my sweet Billu do you think im going to truly leave you" I shake my head not knowing, "Whenever you are in trouble are ever need help look in here" she raises a finger and lays it above my heart "Ill always be here just ask and listen I will whisper back"
"Aisha?" she fading, everything is fading, my world is spinning. I wake up by cat by my side, standing up I stride to my closet and throw on a robe and walk on to my porch. Hands on the rails the wind gently blowing my rope I wait for the sun to rise my cat comes and sits by my side, it is dark and cloudy outside where is the sun?
I remember my reaction when I was in the hospital, Even to this day I remember it is like a dream, a dream that I am holding on to but it will never come true...My sister coming back to me.
Nothing is more dangerous than an enemy with nothing to lose.....which is what I have become"
The sun shall not rise today.....
"little one its that you" she asks
"Yes its...its me" falling to my knees I grasp her hand, my vision blurred by my tears....
"Is my Billu crying? didnt he always say crying is a sign of weakness?" she says smiling
"Im not strong, im nothing....."
"Cute one listen to me, if we are strong our strength will speak for us, but if we are weak words wont help. So be strong Billu....be strong"
"Ai.."
"No, I know what you are going to say, so im going to tell you this, It is easy to dodge your responsibility Bilal, but you cannot dodge the consequences of dodging your responbility. You have to live and go on, and be strong....."
"NO! No you cant leave me! you said you would never leave me!....you...you promised" the last words I say in a whisper
"Oh Billu, my sweet Billu do you think im going to truly leave you" I shake my head not knowing, "Whenever you are in trouble are ever need help look in here" she raises a finger and lays it above my heart "Ill always be here just ask and listen I will whisper back"
"Aisha?" she fading, everything is fading, my world is spinning. I wake up by cat by my side, standing up I stride to my closet and throw on a robe and walk on to my porch. Hands on the rails the wind gently blowing my rope I wait for the sun to rise my cat comes and sits by my side, it is dark and cloudy outside where is the sun?
I remember my reaction when I was in the hospital, Even to this day I remember it is like a dream, a dream that I am holding on to but it will never come true...My sister coming back to me.
Nothing is more dangerous than an enemy with nothing to lose.....which is what I have become"
The sun shall not rise today.....
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Crak des Chevaliers
Crak des Chevaliers. A very famous crusader Fortress never before has it been conqured when the Knights Templars took over it, although 13 seiges where layed upon the fortress it endured. It was finally takin by a Muslim Commander by trickery after the fall of the crusader states. this castle was built on the desgins based on muslim castles taking all the best ideas and putting it into this...it is truly amazing....i can go on and on about this Castle......
Some pics of Earths beauties
just some amazing pics i happned to come across, wow they are sinserly beautiful. Look at the beauties Allah (swt) created
Sorrow as the sun sets at Al-Humbra
We hurriedly marched through the twisting paths leading away from the Vale of Immortals to the Valley of Farah ('Joy' in Arabic) the rocks crunching underneath or footsteps, armor clanging , the deep breathing of men running in heavy armor. We received word that a Crusader raiding party has launched an attack here, numbering 211 against our own 100 knights. Faris was in charge of this regiment, a brave, loyal, and steadfast man, he could hold out but not for long.....
Carrion birds cicrled over the battlefield, dead everywhere quicky searching we found that the entire Knights of the Vale Farah where all dead but they took many of them enemy down with them. Off in the distance was the dust of the fleeing enemy, I quickly dispatch a runner to the castle and then my eyes fall upon Faris.....
We have been wounded in the height of our triumph. Sweeping my gaze around the bloodstained field before saying so all could hear,
"Faris died a warriors death! We will give him every honor and hope that his spirit has pleased God. Bear him and our companions back to the Al-Humbra on your shields...and do not be ashamed to let your tears be seen, for this is a day of sorrow that all will remember till the end of time. May we soon have the privilege os sheathing our blades in the monsters who have slain our comrades!"
As one the warriors put there right fist to their heart as they paid homage. The they stood and reverently lifted them on their shouldes. Already many of them wept, tears flowing into their beards, yet they did not disgrace their duty and allow their comdrades to fall. With solemn steps we marched back to the Al-Humbra
Carrion birds cicrled over the battlefield, dead everywhere quicky searching we found that the entire Knights of the Vale Farah where all dead but they took many of them enemy down with them. Off in the distance was the dust of the fleeing enemy, I quickly dispatch a runner to the castle and then my eyes fall upon Faris.....
We have been wounded in the height of our triumph. Sweeping my gaze around the bloodstained field before saying so all could hear,
"Faris died a warriors death! We will give him every honor and hope that his spirit has pleased God. Bear him and our companions back to the Al-Humbra on your shields...and do not be ashamed to let your tears be seen, for this is a day of sorrow that all will remember till the end of time. May we soon have the privilege os sheathing our blades in the monsters who have slain our comrades!"
As one the warriors put there right fist to their heart as they paid homage. The they stood and reverently lifted them on their shouldes. Already many of them wept, tears flowing into their beards, yet they did not disgrace their duty and allow their comdrades to fall. With solemn steps we marched back to the Al-Humbra
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