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I was “inspired”, lets say, by something before to write this blog but then I thought against it. Then I saw Make Me White half way in.

It was shocking to see people who thought they weren’t pretty just because they were dark skinned and their solution to the “problem”? Put loadsss of foundation on and look DEAD or use bleaching creams which are actually harmful to the skin and don’t work anyway.

I think it’s really sad that people wanna change their skin colour to fit into another person’s idea of “beautiful” and try so hard to live upto that image.

Must See Fab Poem...

It was early in the morning at four,

When death knocked upon a bedroom door,

Who is there? The sleeping one cried.

I'm Malkul Mawt, let me inside.

At once, the man began to shiver,

As one sweating in deadly fever,

He shouted to his sleeping wife,

Don't let him take away my life.

Please go away, O Angel of Death!

Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.

My family on me depends,

Give me a chance, O please prepense!

The angel knocked again and again,

Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,

Tis your soul Allah requires,

I come not with my own desire.

Bewildered, the man began to cry,

O Angel I'm so afraid to die,

I'll give you gold and be your slave,

Don't send me to the unlit grave.

Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,

Windows 7

I managed to get an offer for Windows 7 Professional for £30 (as a download only version - it is available to all people who are "students" or teachers or have access to an email address ending in .sch.uk or .ac.uk and a few others too) and since my Vista installation was both slow and the install of Vista Service Pack two was constantly failing, I thought it would be a good offer to waste the money. I did and this post is being written from Windows 7 Professional.

The Tummy Beast

This is what I often think about when I'm hungry. Smile

The Tummy Beast

Roald Dahl

One afternoon I said to mummy,
"Who is this person in my tummy?
"He must be small and very thin
"Or how could he have gotten in?"
My mother said from where she sat,
"It isn't nice to talk like that."
"It's true!" I cried. "I swear it, mummy!
"There is a person in my tummy!
"He talks to me at night in bed,
"He's always asking to be fed,
"Throughout the day, he screams at me,
"Demanding sugar buns for tea.
"He tells me it is not a sin
"To go and raid the biscuit tin.
"I know quite well it's awfully wrong
"To guzzle food the whole day long,
"But really I can't help it, mummy,
"Not with this person in my tummy."
"You horrid child!" my mother cried.

Springs Gift

“I envy the sand that met his feet

I’m jealous of honey he tasted sweet

Of birds that hovered above his head

Of spiders who spun their sacred web

To save him from his enemies

I envy clouds formed from the seas

That gave him cover from the heat

Of a sun whose light could not compete

With his, whose face did shine so bright

That all was clear in blinding night

I envy sightless trees that gazed

Upon his form completely dazed

Not knowing if the sun had risen

But felt themselves in unison

With those who prayed, and fasted too

Simply because he told them to

With truth and kindness, charity

From God who gave such clarity

His mercy comes in one He sent

To mold our hearts more heaven bent

I envy all there at his side

Overmedication

Just imagine you have an illness and you are confronted by not one, but two doctors.

The first one after examination confirms your illness and gives you a bottle of pills - take one a day.

The second one then tells you to take twice the dosage.

You have two expert opinions here, so what do you do? One may be enough... but if it isn't, surely there is no harm in taking two? If there was, the second would not have prescribed that (I am assuming no malice and also no incompetence). So you take two, you get better.

The medication of the second doctor worked. News spreads, everyone starts taking two tablets instead of one. The same also happens for other medications.

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