All Hearts are dead except those with knowledge... All those with knowledge are asleep except those who perform good actions... All those who perform good actions are deceived except those with sincerity... And all those with sincerity are in a constant state of anxiety... [Imam Shafi'i]

Friday, October 28, 2005

Get your school photographs!

Salams ppls,

Check out this site. Its amazing! It has an international school photo database. If you ever missed getting it any year or just want to see your friends and yourself when you were cute and young, :P just fill in the details of where u went to school and when you went and believe me u will be surprized.

Wassalam,
-iishii-

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Untitled

Salams all,

Shomoi kibhabe chole jai, its so scary to even think abt it. Ramadhan started an entire 23 days ago and we have around 7 more days left. Not just this month but when i reflect on my entire life, I cant believe how soon it has passed by me. I will be 19 soon insha Allah. Now i know why HP was so philosophical abt turning 19. Although i lack her eloquence and perception i am still capable of understanding what she went thru (I think :S) and let me tell u, its an extremely scary feeling.

Anyway, sheita arek kotha, but let me tell u all a bit abt how my Ramadhan has been. I am so ashamed of myself! I have been a total idiot this Ramadhan. These days I am getting even more and more influenced by the environment I'm in. In my household, even in Ramadhan, I am the ONLY one who has been praying 5X a day. Certain persons have been not fasting without valid reasons. Certain persons continually listens to music. Certain persons do not pray taraweeah because (I quote) "eita to foroj na". Not a single person, besides me, has picked up the Quran. What I have been seeing all around me in Ramadhan is NOT ibadah but rather music, idle talk, backstabbing, obscene speech and countless other things that I know to be haram.

I would really like to meet some1 (in this time) who is in a very similar position 2 me and is surviving a lot better than me. I need a mentor who can be my inspiration. It's been almost 6 years, and believe me at times my patience has been tested to an extent where I was actually planning to run away, at times even commit suicide. But I knew neither would EVER be an option 4 a true Muslim, hence I brushed them off everytime alhamdulillah. It's just as time goes by, I feel like I'm getting weaker. I know it's no ones fault but my own and I need to tidy up my own acts and insha Allah I will do that but khub eka eka lage sometimes, lol (recognise the quote guys?). The support of a family means so much! Those that have it (in terms of practicing Islam) will not realise EXACTLY how much it means unless they lose it (Allah forbid!).

Anyways, 4give my whinging session, monta khub kharap lagchilo. Thank u 4 reading (if u bothered).

Wassalam,
-iishii-

PS. I wont delete this blog for the time being. But sometime in the near future i might feel random and spontaneous and might just delete it without telling any1. I have my reasons for doing so when and if i do. So age theke janiye dilam :P

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Question...

How do you get rid of an entire blog page thingo? Like if I were to get rid of this site (i.e. www.brainy-peach.blogspot.com) NOT just change the URL but to completely get rid of it, what do I do?

Does my head look big in this?


If you enjoyed Looking for Alibrandi, you'll adore this new novel by Randa Abdel-Fattah. It has all the right ingredients of a ‘coming of age’ novel; identity confusion, school issues, parental problems, weight and image dramas, bitchiness, sex, drugs and everything else you dealt/deal with in growing up. However, as an even more appropriate and enlightening twist, the main character is also confronted with something else…

The catchy blurb on the back nicely sums up the whole context of the novel:
The slide opened and I heard a gentle, kind voice:
‘What is your confession, my child?’I was stuffed. The priest would declare me a heretic; my parents would call me a traitor…The priest asked me again: ‘What is your confession, my child?”‘I’m Muslim,’ I whispered.


In today’s society this focus is extremely relevant and intriguing. It also allows the reader to really delve into the life of a young girl, dealing with normal adolescent issues, with an additional focus on religion and belief.

Abdel-Fattah has written an extremely likeable novel, which will appeal to both children and adults. She has easily captured the heart and spirit of her main character, Amal Mohamed Nasrullah Abdel-Hakim, a sixteen-year-old Australian-Palestinian-Muslim still coming to grips with her various identity hyphens. Mind you, Abdel-Fattah herself went through the same issues growing up, so the warmth of the novel obviously comes from real experiences.

It’s hard enough to be cool as a teenage when being one issue behind the latest Cosmo disqualifies you from the in-group. Try wearing a veil on your head and getting in the ‘bums up’ position at lunchtime and you know you’re in for a tough time. Luckily my friends support me, although they’ve got a few troubles of their own. Simone, blonde and gorgeous, has got serious image problems, and Leila’s really intelligent but her parents are more interested in her getting a marriage certificate than her high school certificate. And I thought I had problems…

Amal decides one day to wear the hijab, full-time! ‘Full-timers’ are what her Muslim friends call girls who wear the hijab all the time, which basically means wearing it whenever you’re in the presence of males who aren’t immediate family. After many debates and by the power of watching a ‘Friends’ episode, Amal is ready to demonstrate her belief. Not only do the students question and abuse her, but they also are proud and intrigued by such a strong character. However, her religion also forbids her to sleep with anyone other than her future husband. Try telling that to the boy you have the hots for and the feeling is mutual.

To be honest, I had not given it much thought as to how some kids today deal with the normal pressures of adolescence but also have to contend with their religious differences. This book really was an eye opener. It is thought provoking, relevant, and educational. It is a fantastic novel to give all children aged 14 and up. Who knows, the positive message this book portrays might even help break some very uncomfortable barriers between children of different religions and nationalities.

Source: http://www.theblurb.com.au/Issue57/DMHLBIT.htm

The verdict:
Does my head look big in this? is insightful without being preachy. I loved that Amal sticks up for what she believes in and that the ending wasn’t sickly sweet. It’s a book for everyone. If you’re in the mood for a teen comedy, a romance, or an intelligent view on a different culture – it’s well worth a read.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Emotions...

Assalamualaikum,

I've had this question with me 4 a while now, so i will ask:

Is it bad to be emotional? What does Islam say about it (using Quran and Sunnah).

I've had friends, sisters in Islam comment on this. They say i'm too emotional and thats not good. Some say that its good because it doesnt make ur heart hard. Ami bujtesi na. Coz this is a big part of my personality, I just wanna fix it up.
I no that being emotional 2 an extent where u sacrifice islamic ideals is bad and i'm aware of that. But being hyper sensitive is a bad thing, i no that. I've learned thru many ecnounters with flynn :P, lol. Plus when it comes 2 giving dawah, u need 2 b strong in character and not break down (at least in front of others, lol). Well, i dont no, what do u guys think. Amake ektu advise koro please.
Wassalam,
-iishii-

Friday, October 14, 2005

Beauty Tips... (cute poem)

For attractive lips

Speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes,

Seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure,

Share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair,

Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise,

Walk with the knowledge that you will never walk alone.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived,

reclaimed, and redeemed;

Never throw out anybody.

Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands,

one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears,

The figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,

Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,

But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.

It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows.

And the beauty of a woman, with passing years, only grows!

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Ramadhan Mubarak!

Assalamualaikum every1,


Alhamdulillah its Ramadhan again! So let's not waste our time, lets utilize our time to the best of our ability! The first 10 days of Ramadhan are those of Mercy, next 10 are those of forgiveness and the last 10 are those of protection from hellfire. So before time passes before our eyes i pray that Allah (SWT) helps us make the most of Ramadhan.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Bangla song...

Salams ppl,

Just wanned to test the bangla text on my blog, since every1 else is doing it too. So here goes! This is a song i learnt when i was around 6. I will guarantee u this b4 u read tho, there will be spelling errors!

বিরাল ছানা ইদুর ছানাকে করলো টেলিফোন

বিরাল ছানা ইদুর ছানাকে করলো টেলিফোন
কালকে আমার জন্মদিনে তোমার নীমন্ত্রন
বিরাল ছানা ইদুর ছানাকে করলো টেলিফোন

আশতে জেনো ভুল করনা
কোন রকম ভয় পেয়োনা
তোমার মত ব্ন্ধু আমার আছে বা কয়্জন

বিরাল ছানা ইদুর ছানাকে করলো টেলিফোন

ইদুর ছানা বললো মাকে
"শাজিয়ে দিয়ো কাল আমাকে
শঙ্গে কিছু উপোহার ও নেওয়া প্রোয়োজন"

বিরাল ছানা ইদুর ছানাকে করলো টেলিফোন


ইদুর মা কয় "ওরে বোকা
বিরাল তোকে দিচ্ছে ধোকা
আশোল কথা করছে তোকে খাওয়ার আয়োজন"

বিরাল ছানা ইদুর ছানাকে করলো টেলিফোন

Well, what did u ppl think? Cute song eh? I loved it then and love it now too. Well, first tell me did u understand what it's about?