Monday, July 30, 2007

All packed..

‘Allaah is the greatest, Allaah is the greatest, Allaah is the greatest, How perfect He is, The One Who has place this (transport) at our service, and we ourselves would not have been capable of that, and to our Lord if our final destiny. O Allaah, we ask You for birr and taqwaa in this journey of ours, and we ask You for deeds which please You. O Allaah, facilitate our journey and let us cover its distance quickly. O Allaah, You are The Companion on the journey and The Successor over the family, O Allaah, I take refuge with You from the difficulties of travel, from having a change of hearts and being in a bad predicament, and I take refuge in You from an ill fated outcome with wealth and family.’

Monday, July 23, 2007

'cuz you love me..

Amoona & I were jumping around & I saw her reeeeeeeeal love for me & how it sparkled in her eyes.. So I break into seriousness, pause everything we
were doing & ask her.. "Amoona, why do you love satta(me)" She said, "'cuz satta loves me".. A three year old! Who taught her l o v e ? And most importantly who told her who loves her & who doesn't? And us adults ask do they love me!! A three year old knows, WITHOUT BEING TOLD! Deep down we all know the answers to those silly questions.. But still being told makes a difference ;)
Amoona loves ME :)

Saturday, July 14, 2007

And the more she lived, the more her breaths turned to sighs..

She thought, the bigger she’ll get, the more she’ll know & the more in charge she’ll be.. Thought seeing the world from a higher level will give her more options.. Believed that she could fly.. Thought her wings would get stronger &
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carry her.. Thought that life would give her more.. More than she was & more than she had.. Thought it all gets better by simply breathing more.. More delight.. More space of her own.. More beautiful vocabulary to be added to her dictionary.. She assumed that she’ll know how to comfort others.. She was positive that the more she’ll live, the more she’ll give.. Thought that she’ll be able to give as much as she wanted to.. Thought no one would have the right of stopping her.. Thought that driving her own life would be done by her & only her.. Thought that the more she’ll love, the healthier she’ll be.. She knew that love, the only thing she recognized, would get her through it all.. And she lived.. Breathed.. And the more she lived, the more her breaths turned to sighs..

Tuesday, July 03, 2007


Mahna Mahna Dearest :)

Ara asked God this:
"Allahuma please, take this prayer from me, be merciful on me and guide me, please, please, 'cause You're the One and Only to take me and be merciful on me".. Ameeeeeeeeeeeeeeen dearest.. Amen. We sometimes foget to ask & mostly, forget who to ask.. Dearest, let me tell you one thing.. Just one thing.. Mahna Mahna ;)