Guys, I’m really happy. I don’t even know what it is, but for the past week or so, I’ve been so overjoyed, I can't even begin to explain it. I guess this isn’t a big deal per se, because I generally don’t consider myself emo or anything, alhamdulilah I have a pretty good life, and I have nothing to complain about.
But this is a different kind of happy. I feel like my heart is two sizes too small for the feelings it’s containing. I guess the whole Mubarak stepping down may have triggered it, but like, I dunno. I dunno!
I was praying Jum’ah (Friday prayer) at the Ghazaly Elementary school this past week and I was sitting there looking at all the little Muslimahs sitting around me in neat rows, with their clean white hijabs and navy blue jumpers and I just felt so powerful. When we stood up to pray and I noticed that the girls on either side of me barely came up to my elbows. And then we started praying and I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt the warm tears on my face. Wow, just writing this is making my throat get tight.
I wish I could just bottle up this feeling and keep it on the shelf for a rainy day.
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Be mindful of Allah, and Allah will protect you. Be mindful of Allah, and you will find Him in front of you. If you ask, ask of Allah; if you seek help, seek help of Allah. Know that if the Nation were to gather together to benefit you with anything, it would benefit you only with something that Allah had already prescribed for you, and that if they gather together to harm you with anything, they would harm you only with something Allah had already prescribed for you.
The pens have been lifted and the pages have dried.
20 February 2011
08 February 2011
Oh hai, I'm writing a book lawlz.
PREFACE
This. Writing a book. Writing a book about love.
This goes against everything I believe in! But whatever, I went in this with the intention of reaching the Muslim youth, and if acting like Stephenie Meyer is going to be the only way to do it, then so be it (by the way, what the hell am I supposed to call this book, Fajr??)
Let's have a moment of silence for my last brain cell…
Okay, moment over.
So guys, this is actually a lot more difficult than it sounds by the way. Do you know how hard it is to come up with names for characters? Names that no one you know shares with the said characters? I mean, no offense, but I don't want people to be like, "Hey, you wrote a book about me!" Nah, chill son. I don't even like you.
Lol jk (not really).
Okay, okay, jk!!
Grrrr. Enjoy. Or whatever.
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CHAPTER INDEX
Chapter One (Narrator: Layla)
Chapter Two (Narrator: Ziyad)
Chapter Three (Narrator Kiran)
INTERLUDE INDEX
Interlude I (Narrator: Layla)
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