Away and Free

The more the roads I tread in this life, the dirtier my soul becomes.
The more the days I breathe away, the more malformed my little conscience becomes.

I just wish to find a way outta this world, for perhaps all the dust hovering over our little souls will cease to exist once were away... away and free.

At Times Like These

At times like these, I wish I had a faithful companion.
But again, isn't it in the nature of mankind to betray?

The One Man I loved

 I'm six and I could barely keep my balance on the little bicycle, but he's there whispering into my tiny ears that I can really go on without those supporters. I'm baffled, I look into his eyes and all I glimpse is looks of belief...unshakable trust in me, so I let go of his hand and kick off...only to fall down and hurt my right shin...He refuses to give up...a few more nights and I'm mastering this little art of bicycling...

In a an elite suburban casted on a fairly higher land, he takes me to roller-skate.
Now he really sucks at roller-skating; never been able to stand up straight for an ordinary morning stroll, but he's having his sneakers on and my a blue pair of roller-skates and I skate away tweaking my performance into semi-perfection and he -like always- awaits me at the end if the long slope with arms spread wide open...

I honestly don't know what you see in me that makes you have so much hope in me. I've never been able to pay you back fair enough...I'm 21 already and I still sulk when you don't grant me what I want...I've been blessed by you, may you see me prosper one day, dad.


May I make your dream of getting back our Aqsa a living reality...

A Morning Stroll Down the Aisles of History

Is there any better way to start off a day than praying, reading Quran only to end off within the priceless pages of a history book?

Islamic history enchants me. Even though my poor memory hardly grasps all the details of the renaissance, downfalls and catastrophes throughout history, every time I delve deeper I realize that history truely and powerfully repeats itself.

"ماذا خسر العالم بانحطاط المسلمين"
"What Did the World Lose by the Downfall of Muslims"
(4shared link: http://www.4shared.com/office/rj9iqL1t/____.htm)

This books is THE book to read if you're looking to better understand the quenching-ly miserable state muslims are brewing themselves in at the monent. I can't believe I'm hardly done with the first few pages, yet I'm having an overwhelming desire to quote every little word of it. I'm not sure there shall be an uprising in the Muslim world if Muslims like ourselves didn't treat themselves to such books, bringing about an ideal sophrosyne into the troubled waters we're all sailing through.
We've been long impoverished by our lack of knowledge and the overriding worldly desires. It's about time, I trust, that we get up, rub the dirt off our minds, and fuel our souls with an honest desire to change.
Lets remember, my friends, that Allah oversees it all. That shall He see our endeavors, he'll undoubtedly help us through.

"و لكن لم يكن انحطاط المسلمين ووال دولتهم و ركود ريحهم- و هم حملة رسالة الأنبياء، و هم للعالم البشري كالعافية للجسم الإنساني- انحطاط شعب أو عنصر أو قومية، فما أهون خطبه و ما أخف وقعه، و اكن انحطاط رسالة هي للمجتمع البشري كالروح، و انهيار دعامة قام عليها نظام الدين و الدنيا. "
-ماذا خسر العالم بانحطاط المسلمين

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