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Amigos, Amigas - Friends in Islam

What is a friend? According to the dictionary it's “a person who one knows and with who one has a bond of mutual affection". Ok, so the next question, who are our friends? Really think about it. 

 

Who are the people that we choose to socialise with? Whose interests and goals match our own? Whose company do we love being in?

 

Most likely, you've started to think of those people that you've met at school, university or work, and perhaps for some of you, like me, you thought of your families too (yes seriously). 

 

My revived thoughts on Marriage

Recently I’ve had quite a few friends talking to me about marriage and how they feel sadness that while so many people that they know, are getting married, their situation regarding marriage is never changing. They want that companion that Allah swt has placed in us, to want (and it’s not being desperate or the new ‘in’ word “thirsty” – personally I think that, thinking this is both childish and naive). These friends are by no doubt conscious, of the ever present requirements of culture to get married before they get too old. Now, I don’t look down on both of these things because I can empathise, they are both, particularly the latter, sad realities of the society that we live in.

A little bit of everything

Here I am again, yak yak yak!

Just thought I'd update you all on my thoughts on my arabic class and other random things that I'll mention as I think of them, grinnn

The class is brilliant, made up of a similar aged Indian girl, an older English man (must defo be over 70) and a Irish lady (who's probably in her late 20s) and of course moi.. the class is incredibly small but it's awesome because you get a decent focus from the teacher, it's a school just getting started I think. But yup, it's called Arabian Oasis based near Covent Garden (London).. the website isn't much to shout about (sorry Abdul!) But if you're looking for somewhere to learn Arabic, I'm defo recommending!

Another day, another (dollar) Du'a

I haven't Blogged in ages - yes who cares?! I CARE, writing on here was my outlet and now,now I don't think I even have an outlet.. no I lie, the outlet I've been using is making Du'a.. it's pretty wonderful, you should try it sometime.. real Du'a..

Ok the beauties of Du'a is a story for another day so on with random thought processes.. I'm a little rusty so bear with me, where to start umm

Recent events always helps me going me thinks.

The Circle of Life

I shouldn’t really be writing this, I should be doing something a little productive (although this could be seen as productive as I’m pretty much just writing everything down so I can find an answer – writing helps, I think I’ve said that before)

This time, I racking my brain thinking of what to do with myself – lifewise. I want to do something great but somehow don’t have all the resources for them – so I’m probably going to settle and work with what I have – distracting my focus from the things I don’t have. Oh and here, this isn’t me not being grateful for the things I own or have, I’m talking about opportunities.

A little rush of happiness

So I went shopping a couple of days ago (ok twice that) – mainly for essentials (shoes, shoes um shoes) – it took forever!

Like I loveee buying new shoes ESP when they’re beautiful and on sale! Yay! But I had set out reminding myself that these were WORK shoes which meant comfort over the style (but doesn’t look too bad either - because you buy normal shoes - heels - knowing they might hurt, you know?) hence the reason why it took ages. Usually what happens is I just wander into Shop A and see some lovely shoes staring at me and I’m like, let’s try them on and check the price and then if all goes well they get bought and are put under my bed (to hide from my mum – I joke – now I lie – it’s half to hide them and half because these are the shoes I’m planning to wear in the summer).

Run - Yay - Snap - Sigh

After work yesterday, my sister and I ran - seriously RAN big time - for the tube.

My trip went a little something like this.

Touched my ID card to the clock in/out machine at 10.15pm, walked swiftly through a maze of exits to finally reach the bus stop in good time (10.21pm). I stayed on the bus for roughly ten minutes then got off and waited about 20 seconds for my sister - who met me, red and out of breath. The lift pings and we get in and go underground to catch the tube. From a (really far) distance, the tube is waiting with it's doors open - probably been there a while which means it's going to leave any second. So

We run..

Downhill - no idea why the ground is like that. I thought I'd fall and just roll all the way to the Oyster Touch in/out. I didn't though - yay!

Ain't no mountain high enough!

A 10 second stop to sayyyy

You know sometimes you hear something and it just makes you feel good?

Well howww about this for a feel GREAT song:

Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell - 'Ain't No Mountain High Enough'

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# ‘Listennn, baby
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low
Ain't no river wide enough, baby

If you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how far
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry

'Cause baby,
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you’ #

Biggrin They had such great voices - Loveeee it!

The Fresh Prince Project!

I love watching the Fresh Prince, it's hilarious! I love it so much that I watch the repeats even though I’ve seen them like ten times already. I watch an episode (or two) every time I’m at work now – someone brought in the entire series on DVD – without the subtitles though (I like the subtitles on but the remote for the TV is nowhere to be seen - sigh).

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