When there is a silver lining around the cloud..

Like a kid wants his toy ,sometimes one starts craving for little things..Is it really worth.yes,sometimes a small ice cream can make you feel wonderful on a lonely evening,a plate of pakoda on a rainy day ,a cup of tea in drowsy winter morning .a dhaba along a highway and goes a long list.

After coming here(Saudi ) though I miss freedom but Its okay I have lot of yet to see.the. Typical Arabian cuisine..the old city ,towers, local market and yes the. Desert was a whole new experience
.Trust me the people around me made me so comfortable that I didn’t feel the jailed part.Infact,I liked the way are adhered to their culture .The women have great powers leaving aside the driving part.Its not soo typical.Its just like ay other society,People care,love,have fun and ya girls too have fun here..zzzzZzzz it’s greeting late. ..m dozing off.to be continued…..

Here I m again …women don’t worry about dowry here or gifts to be given to in laws(practiced usually in our subcontinent)..it’s the other way round..they decide about Mehr amount and what all they want..Coming back to topic…to enjoy something you do not need a place or a specific person,it’s just you who can make you happy and no one.

Ps: last sentence is from Prof.Qarni’s book: don’t be sad.

Riyadh diaries…..

.Saudi days ahh…The cabs …going to deserts ,barbecue, Batha Market, the  dazzling markets .and the LABAN .The most important was the pilgrimage to Makkah and Madinah.Such a spiritual up-gradation.

When you go  out the huge Masjids on the way and if the prayers came up all the shops would close and  we  were left with no option but to pray.And when you are back home you don’t  need to worry about  what to cook.Our neighbours had already spread a supra(the plastic sheet “dastarkhwan”)with thye best recipes ever for us.

“Being good to neighbours”!The social gatherings though sometimes too much.Wearing Abaya,when bags and shoes are the only accessories you have.

Hijrah ,migration for the cause of Allah.We were migrating mainly for sustaining though.So whatever the place you live just beleivem in him-the Almighty.

New hijab

Hijab is the other name of modesty.Well yes,though some scholars say niqab is perfectly Islamic.Hijab should not only cover your head but also your mind from evil thoughts and also reminds me to dress simply.Do I??:D

the answer is NO.I remember once attending a lecture on Women in Islam by a well known scholar;He pointed out this :

“My dear sisters in Islam everytime you  buy a matching hijab with your dress ,remember:You have to be a symbol of modesty.dont  indulge into it.Just like you are worried how  my  hijab is tied and how it ‘s looking ;beautify your heart;wash away the evil thoughts from it and do the  make-up with Allah’s rememberance;then you will be the real beautiful woman;””

Yes,I will try to do it..but then..I …I  have to get  new hijab for my new dress.Doesn’t matter?Yes,it does ..the more simpler the better.tough to follow ..if being modest  is the criteria so why not??

Protest

Why do I protest ?Protest is not only about coming on streets .If I cannot  go out in processions I can demand my freedom by writing.Sorry ,I am not a sympathy seeker  I just want my rights.Human rights..A human has a right to protest  for my dignity.I have a right to protest for my freedom.I have the right to protest for the innocent souls who were killed by mistake or because of a stone in their hand.

I cannot see Kashmir as another Palestine.Enough of war against the civilians.enough .enough..enough..I am not dumb I can see the brutality so what if citizens of  our  democracy  don’t see the this ,feel this and react to this.I will react ,I will be angry ,frustrated  for the killing of my people.I am a normal human being , a normal citizen ,I am not a biased politician’s daughter/son,nor am I a mere  spectator  seeing all this on Indian televisions and commenting on it.

May god bring peace in the valley and every innocent soul rest in peace.

Its been a while.

It has been a while since  I slept in my mother’s lap,

It has been a while since I  went in my kitchen garden,

It has been a while to sit in the shade of chinar,

It has been a while  since I met an old school friend,

Its  been a while I had a pillow fight,

It been a while I wrote my diary,

Its been a while sin  I ate  an orange bar,

Its been a while I ran so far,

Its been a while..

when nothing seems right

when nothing seems right,

world seems  in dim light..

God has a plan to execute

No matter,if   you are mute.

Take life as it comes;Never let your fears owerpower you,

Wait for the blessings Almighty may shower you,

Thank you Allah for the food we eat,the home we live in

Thats the most important part for the world we live

and for the life hereafter;I  pray for your  love and mercy,forgiveness

so that I  can live with peace and  godliness

Patience

Patience   the dictionary says its  the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.

I dont   know how do we measure patience in a person.There are different levels of patience.For me patience is staying calm  when one is provoking you(though  I seldom stay ),be it your parents ,boss.I think I have patience to some extent ,some think I have  a bit of it , some people think I dont have.Various levels come when different situations  arise in your life.With age it should increase .Well ,in some cases women  in the family are supposed to have more patience than men.Age,gender,class of a person also define the patience of a person .How about this:-The degree of patience is the highest threshold a human brain reaches when  unwanted ,unavoidable situation occurs with  unpredictablity.Phew !!  philosphical.leave it.

Its a veryy important virtue in Islam.Come to think of it..its just a mind game.When we have faith in Allah ,patience comes with it.I know a very few  surahs of  The Quran by heart.One of them is Surah Asr.Its  beautiful.It explains everything .Patience and faith go hand in  hand truly.Now a days ,its not found mostly in people..Work pressure,less time to spend with family,competing for matrialistic possessions all contribute to it.I pray to Allah to give enough patience ( I need it especially when  I m labelled as  unknowledgeable,narrow minded   because of the thing on my head-Hijab)to me and my brothers and sisters in Islam.

Long time no see

Its been a long time i wrote something.I want a laptop :(!

Delhi ..

Noise,rush,dust,green auto, gutka spitting,chaos,flyovers,construction(thanks to Metro) all over was my welcome to Delhi.It made me miss Kashmir even more initially its cool breeze,meadows,friends,hartals,gossip and above all known faces.

Well hmm life moves on so does clock,days have passed dust has settled and I am gettin to know this city…Lets start with the people.

People here are full of life .They enjoy good food ,go out unlike Kashmir..I am just relaxing in my comparatively cooler room  and while I  try to  move the curtain of my window , OHH  can’t stand the heat!seems skin will melt soon.Ok, I m diverted ,one more thing i learned  here is people are very friendly ,sometimes overfriendly . If you want to know the latest fashion trends come to this place .Shopping is cool in here ,fast food resturants ,huge malls  ..I wonder where has the sky gone.I love the pani poori  here ..

yeh dilli hai mere yaar..bas ..still exploring.