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so this is going to be a little presentation for those who wanna know...

i was born in mauritius a little island near madagascar, south-east of Africa...

but dont ask!

i went france when i was just one so i cant tell you anything about it (personal experiense-wise)

i lived in france for 11 years, a little city near paris

we did hijra and i've been in england for 2 years now Alhamdoulillah Biggrin

want to know more just lemme know :/

if you just tell them......

iF YOU JUST TELL THEM.

this is a true story written anonymously by someone
i found it on the internet and thought it was quite interesting and decided to post it on here

I was sitting in the kitchen. Sabi (our servant) was washing the dishes & then she mop the floor. My Mom came in. Sabi why were you late again? She yelled at her. My bus...... Sabi was going to say something, when my Mom cut her off. That is not an excuse Sabi, she told her.

I had no idea what the excuse was. I decided to ask Sabi when my Mom won't be around. It was time for Zuher. We all made wudo & went to pray except Sabi. She was still working in the kitchen. I was shocked.

Fear

Seraphim wrote a long time ago in response to my freedom to fail blog post:

But to say "lets not do anything, lets not even participate" is to say im afraid to loose something at risk of gaining nothing.

Is that true?

For many years I have disliked competing against people. My self justification was that it was unfair on others (elitist and condescending all in one!). Even is sport where I did not excel, I preferred to have the handicap of being in a weaker team and even then I would not use some tactics as "they would ruin the game for others".

and then there is life where the occasional choice of actions can cause metaphorical paralysis.

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