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The perfect guy (or girl if you are a guy)

So everyone seems to be totally ‘on’ marriage. Marriage Feverrr (ok not everyone but a few of us – you know who you are).

Continuing my sentence (): A friend from uni suggested that I join Single Muslims. Com (is that the right one – I’m not sure now but anyway it was one of those online things where you can meet other single Muslims – preferably to marry that is and not waste time with). She was joking of course, um I think.

So yeh I joined.

JOKE!

' Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.'

Did you ever have a time where you wanted to have a lot of friends? Like say wayy back when you were mere teenagers (ok I said that on purpose - cheesy grinnO).

Seriously though when MSN first came out (well became popular) and you had like your entire year added because, well why? I remember that time, I had people I didn’t really talk to on there, I had people I didn’t necessarily like on there – and why? Well I don’t actually know.

Moments of Joy

Well I’ve mentioned them a few times and as I’ve said (somewhere) they deserve a whole post.

I love them sooo much - my nephews that is (although I have found them taking advantage of my not-so-strict-aunt like self. Note: be fun but firm – ahem that’s easy enough to say but how do you do it? Gosh)

Anyway I have two nephews, the first is aged two and three months (or so) and the second is going to be one next month. They are brothers by the way, and are the kids of the sister that says that I talk excessively.

'I love talking about nothing. It is the only thing I know anything about.' - Oscarrrr Wildeee

Hello

This is so going to be a quick one (I know I say that a lot and it doesn’t ever happen but today I’m counting on it).

My sister put the yum-yums to bed and came in my room (I was on The Revival – I think I need to get out more.. not that there’s anything wrong with this site, just that I do actually spend a lot of time on here) So I said: ‘let’s search [online] for something together’.

I want them to say: 'Al-akl ladheedh' (the food is delicious)

Yesterday I went to my friend's house for Iftaar and next week (maybe the 1st or 2nd of September) I’m hoping to do my own ‘Everyone come over Iftaar’. I’ve had a bit of trouble with the menu planning today but I got through it (well the main part of it). Then again, however, but (the big but!), I do have one problem. Before I tell you that let’s go through what I’m planning so far:

'A sad soul can kill you quicker than a germ' - John Steinbeck (Author of Of Mice and Men - Greattt book btw)

Sometimes when I’m upset (I’m not upset now – I’m just saying) I forget how to be happy. It feels foreign to smile and I actually have no recollection of happy times. It's weird actually. At this point everything that has ever upset me (ok well the major times) comes rushing back and I feel upset at that too – even if it has nothing to do with why I’m upset in the first place. These major things are usually things that only bother me when I think about them (as in reflect on them) and time and time again I have told myself that I forgive the people that had upset me (during these major times). So does this mean that each time I forgive them, I actually don’t forgive them? Can anyone really forgive anyone?

Zip it (i will one day)

I was disputing about what to write today, mainly because I found myself on here during the day today and was able to add all my replies and stuff earlier than normal (its like I want a routine – The Revival after Iftaar - but it doesn’t really want me- alas it’s rejection sigh – if you get what I mean).

1, 2, skip a few, 99, a hundred

So I was a no show yesterday, I apologise. It kinda ruined my plan of being consistent, I had a nice pattern going: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday .. (orrrr: Al-ithnaayn, Ath-thulaathaa, Al-arbiaa’, Al-khamees, Al-juma’, As sabt, Al-ahad, Al-ithnaayn, Ath-thulaathaa.. – in Arabic [may as well get a little practise in]).

"I do".. well i think i do

One of my amigos rang me today, I hadn’t spoken to her in a while – it’s kinda cut down (actually it's cut down a lot) since she decided that she wanted to ditch London for Manchester (why oh why oh why?) after she and the Mr. got pronounced “man and wife”.

It wasn’t a long conversation either, mainly just a quick catch up and stuff. But one thing that I didn’t expect from her was asked: “so when are you getting married?”

You what?! Marriage is cool and all but I just finished uni man - Said I (in not so many words - I think I said "Ah whatever" or something)

How to look good.. covered

I’ve worn an Abaya (permanently) before – during my first year of uni actually, but after a couple of glitches I had to revert back to wearing ‘normal’ clothes and since then, even though I do consider wearing it again (in fact I had some tailor-made recently) I sort of feel like my ‘normal’ wardrobe will be wasted (yes it could possibly be my nafs talking).

I mean I do wear the Abaya but it’s really not a solid thing, I wear it to the Masjid or at home (beats having so many fiddly bits when relaxing) or even when I go out sometimes. But..

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