<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:11:25.685-07:00</updated><category term='Islam'/><category term='Women'/><category term='pearls'/><category term='Ashes'/><category term='Blood'/><title type='text'>Born From the Ashes Of Blood</title><subtitle type='html'>Ideology, Methodology, Struggle, Revival</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-5325427404501021578</id><published>2010-06-19T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T06:13:30.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/TBy_SlExLZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NguMjndGECY/s1600/Star+twinkle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/TBy_SlExLZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NguMjndGECY/s320/Star+twinkle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484468772141084050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thoughts I get when m having running nose or m ill because when I get running nose I lose my normal sense and same goes for illness . Yesterday morning one of my classmates called me up to know about “Quasy contract” it means “as if there is a contract” normally it happens while having contract with a minor (below 18 years of age). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the evening I realized this word “quasy” is bugging in my head. I started thinking “Quasy boyfriend- as if there is a boyfriend (applicable for most of the recent cases we see around us) or quasy girlfriend – as if there is a girl friend…..or worst – Quasy wife – as if there is a wife …..” and the productive thoughts started coming …..Quasy state – as if there is a state – Israel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a country (illegal) only thinks for its own benefits, only country selfish enough to kill millions of people for the sake of “probable security”.  Few days back I was going through a news published on a website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of Israel’s recent actions clearly demonstrate that the international community is now faced with a mortal threat from this US-Israeli axis – an axis of permanent state of war on the world:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eyewitness accounts from aid workers, released after days of incarceration, flatly contradict official Israeli claims that their heavily armed forces acted in &lt;b&gt;selfdefence&lt;/b&gt;. Aid workers corroborate initial &lt;b&gt;satellite&lt;/b&gt; images that show Israeli forces opening fire on the flotilla &lt;b&gt;before and while boarding&lt;/b&gt; these ships.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Turkish autopsy reports show that nine of the dead were shot up to 30 times at point blank range.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“The Turkish forensic results also showed that a 60-year-old man, Ibrahim Bilgen, was shot four times in the temple, chest, hip and back. Fulkan Dogan, 19, was shot five times in the face, in the back of the head, twice in the leg and once in the back from a distance of less than 45 centimeters,” reports Press TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the authority was asked they replied : &lt;br /&gt;“Hours before the interception of the Rachel Corrie, Israel’s foreign minister Avigdor Lieberman said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;will stop the ship, and also any other ship that will try to harm Israeli sovereignty.&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the Life of every Palestinian (that aid convoy was for the Palestinian people) is a threat to Israeli Sovereignty …so what they are going to do in order to protect the sovereignty? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quasy contrat is only valid when it’s for the benefit or necessity of the minor …so this Quasy state is only there for its own benefit. Necessity? …naah …because there are millions of places where they could go instead of Palestine.. ….why Palestine then? ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News source : http://www.globalresearch.ca/index.php?context=va&amp;aid=19568&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-5325427404501021578?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/5325427404501021578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/06/quasy.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5325427404501021578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5325427404501021578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/06/quasy.html' title='Quasy'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/TBy_SlExLZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NguMjndGECY/s72-c/Star+twinkle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-5420268993575670913</id><published>2010-05-05T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T07:25:20.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Defeating depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S-EoRZRZe_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FmVwe_Eepc8/s1600/DEPRESSION.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S-EoRZRZe_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FmVwe_Eepc8/s320/DEPRESSION.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467695701911239666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say who are on the path of God they never get depressed. It is true but to some extent this saying is not applicable for those who are patient of this disease. We often get dependent on the medicine but we should try to defeat this disease through our mind power rather than getting dependent on the medicines. There are many reasons which can make a person fall into depression. So I will put light on some vary issues which can make a Muslim fall in to depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why we are depressed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Continuous sin and getting addicted to it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes by thinking “Lesser of the two evil” we commit small sins but really tempting one. Thus as the time passes we get addicted to it. When we get our sense back we try hard to get out of it but all attempts seems worthless and with in this time we fall into many other sins as well. Because we try to forget the pain of committing sins and in this attempt to seek help from more sinful methods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Making plans but always failing in implementing those &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my generation more potential in making plans and less efficient in implementing those. So as we make more plans that remind us out past activities as in how we failed last time in implementing our plans. As we think more , more the confidence goes down and at a point of time we started thinking of ourselves really “worthless” and if better “Good for nothing” and best “I can not do anything in my life”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Thinking a lot and working less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing about my generation I find is “we think a lot” but then again “we work less”. We don’t do calorie burning works rather our main works are related to study or paper work. So we do not get that tired so during the night when we are on the bed we do not feel sleepy and start thinking. As night falls this is a normal human nature is that they feel lonelier. The darkness of the night also touches our hearts. The darkest thought comes into our mind in night. On the top of that most of us sleep late night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except these reasons there can be many other reasons which I have forgotten to add or some points I do not know about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So now let’s talk about something fruitful. I have talked enough(I guess) about reasons now let’s talk about Burst firing the Depression&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first thing which we should always keep into our mind is “once you die you can not get back” as it’s a one way ticket. I’m talking about it because depression actually drags us towards “suicide”. Never ever think about it. Death is not a solution because a greater test is waiting for you in the hereafter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Let’s not think about what we could not do in our life, let’s think what we have done in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Stay away from all kind of things which make you feel sad. I know it is not possible but do as much as you can. There might be some friends who make you feel low or any book or picture which reminds you about the past. STAY away from these things.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;• When we commit sins we feel so guilty that we almost avoid good things by thinking good deeds will not get accepted by God. But to mention one thing our bad deed can not gobble up our good deeds. We are not perfect we are bound to commit sins that is why God is so merciful because He knows our nature better than us and has given as an option of “repentance”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We don’t need to become perfect in one day. Let’s make some feasible plans which can be implemented easily and in return will increase our self confidence. Remember one thing "Laziness" is a part of Hard work. You just simply can not work hard without laziness. Laziness is the margin which you have to cross to work hard ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do some physical work thus we sleep early! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do Crazy stuff like running behind a lamb if you don’t find one then find something which you can run behind. So try to catch a &lt;br /&gt;crow or do anatomy of a cactus (bad idea). Play with colors (color the t-shirt you are wearing instead of the paper in front of you ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do charity. Go to the street and help out someone. Buy food and forcefully give it to the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end don’t be disturbed ..Disturb those disturbance in a way that they run away from you ...chill with friends who never hurt you intentionally ..play cricket , soccer ...Ice and water whatever you feel like ..buy colors ..pour it on the paper and call it a great art work ...problems will be there ...but then again ..The famous quotation from "Kite runner" ..."jindegi migzara"...means ...life goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s look at our success instead of looking for failure. We are not perfect so striving for perfection will be foolishness but still we do , then again keep this small thing in mind that "Perfection is unachievable". Let’s do whatever we can do within our limited capability. We don’t need to become superman, he is abnormal! He is shameless (shameless clothing)!Though we can not fly but our imagination has the longest wings of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s ponder on the brighter side of our life…We are best remember it , few mistakes can not destroy our potential. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in college my friend(!!)used to ask me often "Tell me who are the wisest one here in this whole college"...I used to reply "Obviously me and you dah !"...She used to be like "You are absolutely right!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we were not best by the college standard but according to our own standard we were the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-5420268993575670913?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/5420268993575670913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/05/defeating-depression.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5420268993575670913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5420268993575670913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/05/defeating-depression.html' title='Defeating depression'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S-EoRZRZe_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FmVwe_Eepc8/s72-c/DEPRESSION.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-8371724045179797183</id><published>2010-03-13T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:30:21.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S5uVJgVsRQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LxeMdbXXKWg/s1600-h/thinking-cap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S5uVJgVsRQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LxeMdbXXKWg/s320/thinking-cap.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448112164767024386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upgrade lifestyle should improve individual .....but when it improves negatively ...it does it really harmfully .....we think "i will be happy if i get this and that"...but when we actually do get the thing we want to ...it does not make us happy and this achievement sometimes turns to frustration.....here we need islam ...to protect ourself ...as a shell protects the egg....the harder it is ....more protected you are ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I think human being is really vulnerable...even a small speck of dust can literally make us blind ...and yet we are arrogant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant for what ??  for the paper note we have earned ??? At the end of the day it is nothing but a piece of paper ...in  Macro-Economics we are taught about the money Illusion ...or arrogance might come from beauty or status ...Beauty will decay with the age and the glory of status will get fade away with the passing time ...I heard about a beggar whose forefathers were from Mughals ...hahahaha...interesting how we know the truth and yet reject it ..with arrogance ....mighty arrogance ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-8371724045179797183?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/8371724045179797183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/03/thinking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/8371724045179797183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/8371724045179797183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/03/thinking.html' title='Thinking ....'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S5uVJgVsRQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LxeMdbXXKWg/s72-c/thinking-cap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-7834428920610252507</id><published>2010-02-11T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:10:18.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sho the scientist and her xparimantos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S3Qc8IeMEPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hT3ucZy5Fag/s1600-h/18970_1272823095841_1087818189_2051936_4584899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S3Qc8IeMEPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hT3ucZy5Fag/s320/18970_1272823095841_1087818189_2051936_4584899_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437002469534863602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all let me give you a mental picture of “sho the scientist”. All the incidents took place when this scientist (later in her life she becomes a business student…a painful death of a talented scientist…sigh :P) was about four or five years old. She was soo thin that the blowing wind could make her fly away. Her grand mom was so sad about her physic. She was not a sporty kind of kid (NOT AT ALL). The main reason was she had balancing problem. She could hardly run without falling so no question of playing at all. So the only thing she could do was reading. Her mom was so busy that she did not have time to take her by the lap and reading her stories. Scientist’s mom was so intelligent so what she did was, taught her scientist girl reading. But who knew that this reading would bring greater disasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will not delay anymore and here we go……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close-up the shampoo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid at that time this toothpaste called “close-up” was one of the popular toothpastes. Brushing teeth was most disgusting thing for me and most dishonoring as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was sitting idly(most favorite work…or you can say productive) a thought came in my mind “if toothpaste kills bacteria then we also have bacteria in our hair as well"l. So then it was the time for experiment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the famous experiments faces obstacles …mine was not different. The evil villain my older sister came in to the bath room when I was washing my hair with toothpaste. She was like “~_~ what are you doing? Don’t tell me you are washing hair with toothpaste? 0_O”. I used to stammer whenever I used to lie. So I was like “thththis is a nnnnew kind of shampoo”. She did not believe me as usual and called my dad. My dad sent servants to bring me in front of him as I did not want to go. So later part of the story is really painful…..most painful thing for me was that I could not kill the bacteria on my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I grew older I tried to kill these bacteria with washing powder .....and m happy to let you know that experiment was successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a short list of my experiments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chewing bamboo by thinking it’s Sugarcane&lt;br /&gt;2. Drinking dirty water to prepare myself for becoming Robinson Crusoe.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eating ants because I was told that by eating black ants I can learn swimming (it’s a DIRTY MYTH) &lt;br /&gt;4. Sending news to the other ants through an imprisoned ant.&lt;br /&gt;5. Trying to make soap out of shampoo…&lt;br /&gt;And sooo onnnn……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many stories like this …to preserve my reputation I think I should not share all of them ….but if I feel I will obviously …inshaAllaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-7834428920610252507?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/7834428920610252507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/02/sho-scientist-and-her-xparimantos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/7834428920610252507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/7834428920610252507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/02/sho-scientist-and-her-xparimantos.html' title='sho the scientist and her xparimantos'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S3Qc8IeMEPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hT3ucZy5Fag/s72-c/18970_1272823095841_1087818189_2051936_4584899_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-7549548020120422202</id><published>2010-01-22T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T07:40:13.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good leads to gooder and bad leads to badder :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S1mtYDcNYLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jOOTEy_kwzc/s1600-h/10418_1152005238710_1185018444_30412703_3806050_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S1mtYDcNYLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jOOTEy_kwzc/s320/10418_1152005238710_1185018444_30412703_3806050_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429561454523932850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today When I was surfing the net I realized one thing…..which is – Good leads to better and bad leads to worse …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we go to any Islamic website we get the links of various Islamic websites thus we start surfing from this link to that link….that’s how the search becomes surf …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take another example..If you will go to a page of any facebook Group you will get the names of other facebook groups appearing on that page thus you get to know deeper about that certain matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one website based on cooking materials will lead you to the further websites related with this subject. One medical website will lead you to the other medical websites….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that if you will go to the websites which are mainly well known for music downloads…you will notice links of different adult-websites are appearing on the web-page…..that adult-websites will lead you to the porn websites …that’s how it becomes surfing …as it is net-surfing….one thread of net will lead you to the another related thread ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not that much different than the net-surfing. Today you hang out with some bad-people..Tomorrow surely you will be seen hanging out with criminals. This whole world is like a net …one thread will lead you to another related thread…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is better you put your step on a considerably good net and start surfing ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Chinese proverb goes ….a thousand mile walk starts with the first step ….you road to Jannah will start from the day you intend to go to that way …and same goes for the road to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Musa Al-Ash`ari (may Allah be pleased with him) reported that the Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The example of a good companion and a bad one is the bearer of musk and the worker on the bellows. A bearer of musk would give you some, you might buy some from him, or you might enjoy the fragrance of his musk. The worker on ... See Morethe bellows, on the other hand, might spoil your clothes with sparks from his bellows, or you get a bad smell from him.” (Reported by Al-Bukhari and Muslim, this version being Muslim’s)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-7549548020120422202?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/7549548020120422202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-leads-to-gooder-and-bad-leads-to.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/7549548020120422202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/7549548020120422202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-leads-to-gooder-and-bad-leads-to.html' title='Good leads to gooder and bad leads to badder :P'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/S1mtYDcNYLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jOOTEy_kwzc/s72-c/10418_1152005238710_1185018444_30412703_3806050_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-5062024142795297828</id><published>2009-11-05T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T05:10:35.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prostitution in Bangladesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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May be most of the people in Bangladesh are unaware of this fact that prostitution has been legalized in Bangladesh in year 2000&lt;sup&gt;[1][2]&lt;/sup&gt;. Though the constitute of Bangladesh provides, “State Shall endeavor to prevent gambling and prostitution”. The section 364A, 366A and section 373 contain the laws and regulations about prostitution. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Local NGOs estimate the total number of female prostitutes to be as many as 100,000. The UN Children's Fund (UNICEF) estimated in 2004 that there were 10,000 underage girls used in commercial sexual exploitation in the country, but other estimates placed the figure as high as 29,000.But they don’t know about the number of male prostitution. But the interesting fact is, male prostitution has become a norm here. People often mix up the issue of male prostitution with the issue of “homosexuality” thus the NGO’s couldn’t get an appropriate number of male prostitutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wikipedia Article quotes &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;Most urban Bangladeshi men do not marry before their 30s, this factor, combined with the non-availability of girls (pre-marital sex is frowned upon), supports a long-standing culture of young men in their twenties seeking sexual outlets with teenage boys - the practice is not regarded as prostitution locally. Male brothels are rare but not unknown - there are two in Sylhet - and commonly feature boys over the age of 17.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Considerably the women trafficking have increased in Bangladesh and many other phenomenons the citizen will have to view in coming days. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Interesting fact is our economy is a consumer based economy so we have to keep the flow of supply as long as there is demand. So if there is any acute situation in prostitute market in future, due to this fact “demand based economy” we have to keep the chain of supply running with full effort, No matter what happens. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;And I heard from my lawyer relative that, “To get the license on prostitution the license holder needs to be at-least 14”. But my question is, “why I have to be at least 18 to get married?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Weird country, weird governance and weird laws. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyways ….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.state.gov/g/drl/rls/hrrpt/2008/sca/119132.htm"&gt;http://www.state.gov/g/drl/rls/hrrpt/2008/sca/119132.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/677280.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/677280.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-5062024142795297828?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/5062024142795297828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/11/prostitution-in-bangladesh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5062024142795297828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5062024142795297828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/11/prostitution-in-bangladesh.html' title='Prostitution in Bangladesh'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-6228240998865831975</id><published>2009-10-06T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:45:07.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder for Sho-po</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SstX4778ZKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8VRdditRuqE/s1600-h/10418_1153858405038_1185018444_30416943_2001199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SstX4778ZKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8VRdditRuqE/s320/10418_1153858405038_1185018444_30416943_2001199_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389498014752335010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in the morning whenever I put on my hijab (I try to put on the simplest one) I feel “ Isn’t it too simple ? what people will say ..dah shohana you look so khat (un-smart)”….everyday in the morning I get into the fight with my own self.&lt;br /&gt;Why we are always concern about “what others think about us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself and find out my state in this world when I walk on the street alone. This is me shohana , always surrounded by gang of friends , rarely she is alone ….and now here she is walking down the street alone. The real state of human kind is , they are alone in this world…they have come alone in this earth and they will leave from here alone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can show sympathy but they can’t share your pain&lt;br /&gt;People can provide you food by the  mercy of Allaah but by Allaah they can never feel your hunger&lt;br /&gt;People can provide you company but by Allaah they can never share your pain of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why do we delay in doing hijab or to do any good deeds which might look awkward in other’s eyes. When the book of deed will be given on the left hand instead of right hand...Will anybody come forth on the day of judgment and will say “oh Angel of Allaah! give me her book of deed on my left hand and let me share her punishment “ ….will anybody ? ……..by Allaah never …never this is going happen even not on the day when the sun is going to rise from the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Mainly  new  practicing people are affected by “What-others-r-thinking-sy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ndrome” ….Let me give a picture of our daily attempt for good deeds ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I was in a gathering where most of the guys were wearing pants below ankle but there was this a brother who was wearing the trouser in sunnah way . But when he entered into the gathering and saw his friends cleaning floor with their trousers (!!!) then he unfolded his one by the help of his toe ….He thought nobody noticed…but….anyways …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a silly story …but I find its significance/influence far fetched ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we think about what other’s think about us, the more we get into this disease.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can help me out except Allaah , nobody can share my pain except my Allaah and nobody can guide me except Allaah….then we should not be concerned about other’s thought except Allaah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this hadith by rasul saws( the gist not the exact hadith)  :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If the whole world gets united to help you out , they will be able to do so …as much as Allaah swt wills ..not more than that …and if the whole world gets united to harm you they will be able to do so ..as much as Allaah swt wills…not a bit more than that”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when someone says …don’t do hijab right now because you might not be able to get married or you might not get a good job or you might get disgraced by society …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we muslimah tell them , “ who are you to decide with what condition I’ll get married , who are you to provide my rizq ? ….and who are you to disgrace me when Allaah the Rabbul ‘Alamin(the lord of the worlds ) is my protector ..? “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravery comes with the Iman and Taqwah and tawakkul (reliance) upon Allaah ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a reminder for me( as long as I tell myself every morning ..dah shohana you look khat :P) and the sisters ….whom I love only for Allaah’s sake ….so this love is immortal …because this love will remain as long as my Lord will remain and we know …..the whole creation will be perished and the face of Allaah will remain ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-6228240998865831975?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/6228240998865831975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/10/reminder-for-sho-po.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/6228240998865831975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/6228240998865831975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/10/reminder-for-sho-po.html' title='Reminder for Sho-po'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SstX4778ZKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8VRdditRuqE/s72-c/10418_1153858405038_1185018444_30416943_2001199_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-418051818943763349</id><published>2009-07-28T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:00:25.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The news media is really unbiased and Neutral :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="column body" id="scroll_here"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt; when Taliban regime compelled girls to wear burka ,,,when Iranian govt compels girl to wear hijab ....the whole news media made/make /making a huge fuss of that ....but when a country TRADITIONALLY making the girls to get nude and making them walk on the open field .....we don't get to see any response of the news media ...as if its normal to get nude ...no oppression ,no backwardness ...nothing...huh NEUTRALITY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a Iranian women named Neda Agha died during the riot between Mosavi supporter and Govt. by the government attack ACCIDENTALLY....the whole web and TV was full with the death news but when In Germany in the courtroom ...in front of judge and Police a women Named Marwa died by getting stabbed 18 times!! how the news media reacted ?? ....Indeed we are LIVING is a SECULAR world ...FREEDOM of speech is sketch of Prophet Muhammad saws 's cartoon but Preaching Islam peacefully is ANTI_DEMOCRATIC MOVEMENT = CRIME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090723/od_nm/us_girls_odd_1" onmousedown="'return" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span&gt;/20090723/od_nm/us_girls_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;dd_1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-418051818943763349?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/418051818943763349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-media-is-really-unbiased-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/418051818943763349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/418051818943763349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-media-is-really-unbiased-and.html' title='The news media is really unbiased and Neutral :)'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-1878073521965248795</id><published>2009-04-22T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:16:10.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radicalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Se8zNygBGHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/H7OR4qXuaN8/s1600-h/n1185018444_30199654_5394770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Se8zNygBGHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/H7OR4qXuaN8/s320/n1185018444_30199654_5394770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327533196189964402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In present days the word "Radicalism" has its exact meaning which is "Islam". If you will surf through the news it will seem the words "Islam" and "Radicalism" are synonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we go through the history, we notice SEVERAL radical movements of different ideologies. Now the question is when a certain movement becomes radical? If we consider the reports from western media about "Islamic radicalism" then we can get the definition - " when we try to impose an ideology FORCEFULLY over a society".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we take THEIR definition, then you will agree with me if I call the "kemalist movement" or westernization of turkey or "secularist kemalist movement" a RADICAL movement. Still I know many people from turkey who were/are  kicked out from their offices or universities because of "Hijab" - a small piece of cloath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again the "communist movement" in Afghanistan in the end of 20th century. Though afghan(majority) didn't support it but nevertheless they were compelled to live under the communist. Russia wanted to IMPOSE its preferable ideology on many countries in those days, like Chechnya , Afghanistan and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's come to the recent events. The "Democratization" movement in many places around the world. You just name the place and we are there with our Ideology. In Afghanistan - USA wants strong Democratic government, In Iraq- USA wants again strong Democratic government....you just name the place and Uncle is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When USSR was in power the definition of strong state included "strong Communist government" now as the USA in power, we see the word "communist" has been replaced by "Democratic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When USA invades a country for no reason - we call it "war against terror". When they drop bombs after bombs we call it "pacifist movement".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to individual belief, the whole scenario gets different. Anything besides the certain standard promoted by USA calls RADICALISM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they destroy lands after lands for "Democracy" we call it "Peace mission" but when I  talk to people about Islam which Itself means peace - I become a menace or may be little worse- Terrorist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why this double standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Denmark drew the cartoon of "Prophet(pbuh)", west considered it as the "freedom of speech"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I talk about Islam - It is the anti-Democratic Movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-1878073521965248795?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/1878073521965248795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/04/radicalism.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1878073521965248795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1878073521965248795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/04/radicalism.html' title='Radicalism'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Se8zNygBGHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/H7OR4qXuaN8/s72-c/n1185018444_30199654_5394770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-3077469147378008533</id><published>2009-03-14T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:20:46.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Pearls Of Islam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Sbu-iPRrIYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2oRCgP0_eak/s1600-h/pearls+of+is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Sbu-iPRrIYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2oRCgP0_eak/s320/pearls+of+is.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313049680839123330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the beauty which glows through the character of a children of Adam(pbuh). Defining the beauty is tough always. Because the definition for beauty to me may be the definition of ugliness for another person. so we need a standard of beauty- a just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of the body is evanescence and the beauty of the soul is something which is always untouched by the wrinkles of age. Beauty of the heart can not be kept secret. The shimmering beauty comes out through the glow of eyes and through the waves of word of a certain individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we live in such a system which promotes the capitalism. What capitalism says is "If feeding a certain individual brings me money I'll feed him/her and if starvation can bring me money I'll create fake scarcity of food".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most precious thing in Islam is women of Islam. The building block of an Islamic society. But now the capitalists have turned our assets into garbage by turning them away from the root of preciousness. Our sisters are the pride of the muslim ummah. They will give birth of the next muslim heroes. Our pearl will ignite the fire of revival. Our sisters will light the ummah with knowledge. But now we see the brightness of the pearls are fading away. They are mostly busy in beautifying themselves. I don't consider beautification as something bad but taking beauty as an obligation instead of a choice is something which is really not accepted/expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want our pearls to glow with the glowing beauty of intellect and love and piety. We want them to stand for the truth and speak for it. We want the brightness back in our precious peals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future of the Ummah mostly depends on the women of Islam because we are the pearls of Islam- Blessed with a divine duty from our lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-3077469147378008533?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/3077469147378008533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/03/pearls-of-islam.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/3077469147378008533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/3077469147378008533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/03/pearls-of-islam.html' title='Pearls Of Islam'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Sbu-iPRrIYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2oRCgP0_eak/s72-c/pearls+of+is.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-4275743919843204570</id><published>2009-02-12T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:20:50.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the memory of my Economics mam...journey through system</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SZUC0WrnkVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mMzdADayL74/s1600-h/black_and_white_pattern_background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SZUC0WrnkVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mMzdADayL74/s320/black_and_white_pattern_background.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302147234763608402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i had my macroeconomics class at 6.pm. and which i have missed Alhamdulillaah(hehe we had a quiz) because of the protest by the NSU students against the raise in the tuition fees. so whatever, let's come to the point again inshaAllaah. I don't like this mam's class. NOT A BIT. She takes more than a minute to utter her next word. As for example, " GDP(long pause for 50 secs i guess) of a country(again a big break) is (again a pause...with in this time i guess i can go to marwa mountain from safa)......". And you know something, in her class i feel like my watch is not working. I look at my watch i see 6:44 pm and after few moments i look at it again and i see it's still 6.44pm.!!!???HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever she gives any example for consumption the 1st thing she says is "diamond" and then "dress" and then "car". This lady is too much into materialism.But i don't know why i love her. That day she was teaching us about the things which economy considers productive and non productive. As in the Productive work under an economy and "worthless" work in an economy. She was mentioning many things which we don't count as an economical work like "drug dealing" or any "illegal transaction". Economics considers these transactions or work as non-economical work. I was listening to her lectures and was taking notes but suddenly she said something and after hearing it I stopped and looked at her. what she said is " the house chores done by our mothers or sisters also counted as non productive work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i ask any person to whom you will give the most credit behind your success. he/she will definitely say "my mom". A woman spends her whole life behind some little kids thus make their life better. when husband gets back home she keeps everything prepared so that he feels the comfort at home. She stays awake night after night when my exam is going on. During my exam(10th class's test exam) my mom stayed awake with me whole night. I felt sleepy and when i was sleeping in my chair my mom took(actually dragged) me to the bath room and poured cold water on my head in the middle of the winter. Then it was 2.30 am, in the middle of the night. When i was crying for missing gpa 5 for 0.1 point during my HSC , she was crying as well. She was telling me " if i could buy you the points i would have , you know it right ?". My mom was crying with me as her daughter was crying and ya my dad was not getting the thing. He was constantly asking me " you didn't fail right ?". My mom gave him a rolling eyes like " what you think of my daughter huh???".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i am breathing now by the blessings of Allaah then it is through my mom. I am blessed though my mom. After my Allaah and rasul (saws) i can forsake everything and everyone for my mom , by Allaah i can inshaAllaah. M an allergy patient and still in this age my mom keeps my room clean, still she runs after me in the morning with the food, still she stay awake when m ill and ya she still drags me to the bathroom during winter of course( what a wastage of water??!! hope she will understand one day). This is my mom and how many columns i write i won't be able to define her . Thousands of words seem less for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This capitalist economy considers my mom's effort behind me "UNPRODUCTIVE" as in "WORTHLESS". As in This ECONOMY considers the life of my mom(the way she spent it) WORTHLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feminists want to establish the rights of the women through the secularism and we know in one point all these ISMs are related to each other. As in the capitalism , secularism all are related theories. But my question to them if this system can't give recognition to my mom then how come they can expect to get the rights through this system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This system promotes the racism, and which girls consider freedom. Yes they are successful in turning out our precious brains into dumb shit. Girls want to wear whatever they like , they want to live the life like westerners. Free mixing and stuff. Previously guys need to go to the brothel but now they don't need to by the mercy of free mixing. When i was new in north south university(super secular university in Bangladesh) i used to get shocks in every step. I was ignorant but still i used to get freaked out. If you let the guy touch you body then you are "free minded" and if you don't then " very CONSERVATIVE". The thing i used to say most seeing these dumb dolly girls is " WHAT THE HECK MAN?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets make a list what we got from this western promoters or culture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you mom is spending time behind you, its worthless. she is not supposed to rather she should go to the gulshan club or Dhaka club and spends money/time there as i you know productive work.&lt;br /&gt;2. you are beautiful then you are successful as in success lies with in beauty( isn't it a slogan for the prostitutes...sorry to be harsh)&lt;br /&gt;3. you have to be beautiful. Beauty is an obligation not a choice.&lt;br /&gt;4. Less cloth you wear , more smart you are( i guess the smartest people live in amazon)&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't worry about your grads, just keep pondering upon your skin tone and hair.&lt;br /&gt;6. More you spend more you live/feel the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the system these people needs some specific and individual theories. But think about islam , Islam comes with full package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam includes everything. When this system considers my mom's life worthless, Islam considers it precious. Islam tells me my mom comes instantly after my Allaah and rasul(saws). In islam the words like "Love and care and strength" starts with women and ends with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom the most loving person, the most caring person , the most strong minded person i have ever seen.Islam tells me to value my mom's effort behind me and secular system tells me whatever she did was worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this capitalist system teaches our daughters and mothers is the word "MY" when islam teaches "My" as well but in a different way. Like secularist or so called freedom loving people say "My life", "My money", "My house", "Myself" but In islam "My daughter", "My family", "My people".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to be like those people who even doesn't have their own family. We want to build our society like those "UNSOCIAL" people. We want to go out and want to win the world but inside "THEE looser". We want to get the freedom. The definition of freedom is also given by them. Now raising child is a sign of imprisonment. Think if my mom had thought in this way i would have found myself either a drug addicted or frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think just for a moment. You are ill but nobody is there to sit beside your bed and to check your fever. You have exam and you are studying and you mom is outside of home roaming and living her own life.Nobody cares what you eat. She goes out of home in the morning and comes in the evening and even she doesn't know how old are you. When you are alone you go online and chat with your friends and when you are ill and nobody is there and yes not even your online friends. When you have the capability of typing they are with you and when you are ill you are like dead for them. This is the life we are thinking about presenting to our children. This is the life of the secularists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westerners give the definition of beauty , they give the definition of freedom, they give the definition of everything. Then how come we talk about "OUR" culture, "OUR" values. Islam is not telling women to sit in the home. They can work if they want to. There is nothing wrong about it but they are not dis valuing those women who are working for society from behind the veil. Islam count them as the building block of the society. In this current system the women are obliged to work outside but islam they are free to choose any life whether it be a corporate or a house wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have nothing. We did slavery for 200 years. we were dogs for 200 years and still we have the blood running through our veins. Yes then how come we can think about disobeying our masters right? We are going away from our won values thus going on that path which THEY have made for us. Don't forget words like "slavery , racism," are born in western culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the most common thing i hear is " we want to separate the mosque from state"...don't know what kind of future is awaiting for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-4275743919843204570?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/4275743919843204570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-memory-of-my-economics-mamjourney.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/4275743919843204570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/4275743919843204570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-memory-of-my-economics-mamjourney.html' title='In the memory of my Economics mam...journey through system'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SZUC0WrnkVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mMzdADayL74/s72-c/black_and_white_pattern_background.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-5189743888540699754</id><published>2009-02-02T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:20:30.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SYebwtGetSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LAX52zmUZoY/s1600-h/metamorphosis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SYebwtGetSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LAX52zmUZoY/s320/metamorphosis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298374747667477794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was in my INT 201 class. Sir was teaching us about the international security issues. I just love his class. My favorite teacher and yah my favorite subject. He told us about disperse of soviet union and the black death and many more stuff. Good subject with a good teacher...yah lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the class was about to end he took a thin  book from his table and showed it to us" The Metamorphosis" by Franz Kafka. He started talking as if he was telling us a story. "when we face something unusual or we see someone facing a worst situation what the feeling we get at first?" . A guy answered, "Horror"?. He said "then?" and he went with his talk. In this book Gregor samsa wakes up one morning and finds himself as a monstrous verminous bug. His parents are shocked after seeing their loving ,handsome boy as a bug. A feeling of horror overwhelms their mind and heart. This same thing happens with us when we see something horrible happening with our known people. After that the feeling of horror turns into "sympathy" and then into care. we show the feeling of indifference with that certain person and with the passing time the care and sympathy turn into "Negligence" and when that certain passes away we feel "relief" because after certain time we get irritated with that person. why we have to take care of him? why he is lying down on his bed all the time? why i have to clean his shit ? why me ? Think about a old person in your home who can't move or take care of him/her by him/herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya we do. The facts of life sometimes is really harsh. In some point of life the human beings are worst of the creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was listening to his lecture and a name was bugging me "Gaza". Yeah, Gaza. Just few days back we were really busy with the gaza massacre. Protest , seminar , fund raising ...so many things we did as if we are dying for Gaza. Some of us even put the Flag of gaza as a profile picture to show the support for them. Al jazeera was broadcasting special features about Gaza and yah they are still doing it, but not as like they used to do in the early days of the massacre..care and sympathy has turned into annoyance..doing it for the sake of doing it. We saw the news about the Gaza on the front page of all news paper. As the time passed the first page became the last page and all of a sudden we see no news about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. I felt guilty after listening to his lecture as i always feel. Children are still dying in Gaza, people are still getting displaced and dispossessed of their lands and living without life support. Yes some of us are still working for Gaza but most of us have forgotten  Gaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Gaza for us is " Gaza Khai na Mathai dei" typo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaza, kashmir, Kossovo, Afghanistan, Bosnia or Chechnya ...or may be another metamorphosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we forget them and keep living life as time and tide wait for none....not even for our own selves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-5189743888540699754?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/5189743888540699754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/02/metamorphosis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5189743888540699754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5189743888540699754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/02/metamorphosis.html' title='Metamorphosis'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SYebwtGetSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LAX52zmUZoY/s72-c/metamorphosis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-5171393667306865843</id><published>2009-01-22T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:17:29.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bro and me :D .....happy family :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXh6nndO1NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2zbB_ZoOu7A/s1600-h/mars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXh6nndO1NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2zbB_ZoOu7A/s320/mars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294116182999094482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayman Mohyeldin was reporting in Al jazeera about the recent land invasion. After him sherien came on the Tv screen. She was telling about nawar , a women who gave birth of a child during the heavy air strike. Nawar's mother was describing how she handled the delivery of her grandchild.  The death toll is rising like anything. Till now more than 1350 dead  have been reported and more than 450 among them are children and the people who are wounded, soon will face disability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have mentioned before. It's easier to get the water from the mars than getting the tv remote in my home. The main tv freak is one of my bro. I was watching AL jazeera news and he showed up there. He sat beside me. I was waiting for when he will ask for the remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Believe me you will get eye infection after watching tv with him just for a hour. He keeps changing the channels. Another bro of mine says about him, " we need to get something unique like mixture of all tv channels so that he doesn't keep changing the channels". watching tv with him is like watching slide shows. He is masha Allaah always there to call me deviated. Now a days as there is no up coming Bida'a occasion so m having kind of peaceful days Alhamdulillaah. But he is always in the  front line to find out my mistakes masha Allaah but after that he is not that bad. Moreover He loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whatever. I was waiting for the upcoming little battle with him for the remote. As asking for remote all of a sudden looks bad so he was waiting. So he was trying to have a conversation with me. He asked me, " what's that white cap in your hand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, " Oh it's white tiger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he: By whom?&lt;br /&gt;me : Aravind Adiga&lt;br /&gt;he: about what?&lt;br /&gt;me: indian mawaiest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a weird rolling eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to explain, " actually it's about the actual face of India. we always see the shining India and stars from mumbai...but here he has disclosed the internal or true face of India..a huge number of people are still living in darkness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like" oooooo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got that my words went in astray...summah Alhamdulillaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally he got the chance..."Oh please change these horrible things( i was watching war in Gaza)..i don't like to watch these things.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said, " How long you will avoid the truth?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he : as long as i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: don't worry these things will happen with you really soon and what will you do then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he : i will see when it will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room's temperature was rising ...so i left ..left the precious remote for him and I sat in front of pc again. This is the situation of the youth today. We avoid. We don't care about anything. I hear people saying, " let them to do whatever they want to. what's your problem if they want to be like rodies? what's your problem if they want to live life like IGNORANT(as you say always..though i don't see anything wrong with that)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have any problem with them..not at all. I feel Alhamdulillaah the war took place in 1971, when they didn't have FM( Sweetness for the ears and forget others), they didn't have Pizza hut or Kfc or Jomuna Future park( up coming ..wooo hoo)  thus they could think about liberation. They had time to feel that they need liberation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we will face war now ...we will have to die without fighting...they will say as usual, " what's your problem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are busy with something which the west want them to be busy with. During 1971 the pakistan killed all the intellects. See "Intellects".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are killing our precious brain with FM, Kfc, Pizza Hut, X lounge, LOreal or may be with Lakme Summer craze or winter craze. Now we judge the girl's capability with the hight of her boy friend and Boy's with the beauty of his girl friend...smartness lies with partners ..awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i want to kill you i don't need to kill you physically...mental death is worse than physical. Dead brain pollutes the air more than the dead body does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel scared...will i have to pass rest of my life like this , in front of PC ? ..Allaah knows best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-5171393667306865843?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/5171393667306865843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bro-and-me-d-happy-family-d.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5171393667306865843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5171393667306865843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bro-and-me-d-happy-family-d.html' title='My bro and me :D .....happy family :D'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXh6nndO1NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2zbB_ZoOu7A/s72-c/mars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-1696782687469313960</id><published>2009-01-21T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:10:15.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lux Channel I super Star 2009....our Glory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXcQmrZB5iI/AAAAAAAAADw/BqSL8BnbFdk/s1600-h/image09190954tv4dt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXcQmrZB5iI/AAAAAAAAADw/BqSL8BnbFdk/s320/image09190954tv4dt4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293718143666087458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before yesterday the whole world watched the beauty and talent of Bangladesh through "Lux channel I super star". When Bangladeshi Tv channels broadcast something, in a way they are presenting Bangladesh to the outer world. Day after the "super star" show i was sitting with my mom and was eating oranges. Suddenly my sister in law came there and said," ai sagol gula kemne star hoilo?..meye gula amon chagol hoitese ken din din?". I started choking as the orange got stuck in the middle of my throat. I was like.:S!?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started explaining why she did such a comment. what she said is, a girl was asked in the show that, " If vegetarian eats vegetable then what Humanitarian eats?" ..that girl said, " Brain"(i guess she didn't get meaning of humanitarian). Then another girl was asked, " from which fruit we get olive oil?...that girl was kind of confused and finally she answered, "May be olive"....see MAY BE. These shows gives a message to the world which is " Beauty matters Not brain" when in Islam The BRAIN MATTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite and finally i told my bhabi as in sister in law. Listen thats why we need islam to turn these goats into Human beings. We need islam to turn this Products into normal human. Just think in these whole three months thousands died and got injured in Gaza but these girls was busy with make up and hair stuff. Women in islam is more precious than anything in this world and this capitalist system is turning our daughters and sisters in to GOAT. see G O A T...in Bangladesh we use this word for those who are brainless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning my mom was reading news paper and i sat beside her to read the news paper.she passed me a copy of a news paper "fashion page or something like that"..i saw the latest fashion for girl is tribal look where the girls wear sarees above the ankle and i don't know what..i was telling my mom Alhamdulillaah they are promoting Bangladeshi tribal cloth not the amazon jungle typo tribal cloths. Masha Allaah and thanks to them.western capitalists are done with exposing the body of their women now they are behind us. They want us to leave our cloths and show them our bodies as their women did. AND YES we are following our masters as Bangladesh follows world bank and IMF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to be like westerners. They are messed up with their own ideology then how come they will solve our problems? They told us to privatize our Banking system and Now when they are facing recession they are nationalizing their banking system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangladesh soon will face great depression as they are adopting the so called poverty removal policy in budgetary system. Where we are told to make the environment friendly for the foreign investors which means "cheap labor, cheap resources " ...as in if you can give them everything in FREEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need the women in Bangladesh to wake up and see the truth and We need Islam...as soon as possible inshaAllaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what my mom said at the end is " we should have send Tamima** in to that show, three month grooming would have enough for her to answer all the questions..isn't it?".. i was like...:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**my niece , 3 years old..and yes SHE WANTS TO BE A FILM STAR:'(..NOOO..make dua for her that Allaah makes her a Muslima inshaAllaah. see how the media is brainwashing our future ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-1696782687469313960?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/1696782687469313960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/lux-channel-i-super-star-2009our-glory.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1696782687469313960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1696782687469313960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/lux-channel-i-super-star-2009our-glory.html' title='Lux Channel I super Star 2009....our Glory.'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXcQmrZB5iI/AAAAAAAAADw/BqSL8BnbFdk/s72-c/image09190954tv4dt4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-2900275969793152454</id><published>2009-01-18T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:15:29.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have opened my window after many days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXQUKu3I3jI/AAAAAAAAADo/AQIuKn-622g/s1600-h/14-jan-06-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXQUKu3I3jI/AAAAAAAAADo/AQIuKn-622g/s320/14-jan-06-sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292877636677721650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have gotten a reality shock. When i was passing through it i kept seeking help from Allaah. Time to time human being is really helpless but Alhamdulillaah somehow i got over it. Actually i need time to get over it but now i feel a strength inside me. Now i feel m not that weak as i always think. Base of faith, fear and love is really strong than the desire of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually now i know people do mistakes in rush and they do those mistakes in really short span of time thus don't get time to think about certain incident. Today morning i have opened my window after more than a month and i felt the sky looks really blue. The color of sky keeps changing with passing time. It's not that same as it was few moments before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the love of our surroundings gets stronger than our faith and fear. It might happen that love overwhelms the faith thus leaves us in darkness of ignorance from which we have escaped after a long struggle. when we let the love of our parents or family overwhelm our faith we often forget something. The reason my family or my surroundings loves me is Allaah. They love me may be for my behavior but this is given by Allaah. They might love me for my capability of doing something extraordinary but that is also a gift from my lord and we forget His mercy and blessings! How we dare? We forget that we are everything with Him and just nothing without Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't love me without any reason and there must be a strong reason behind it and which is a provision from my lord then which of the favors of my lord I'll deny? How dare I to deny His mercy and His blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the virtue , the capability , the look or may be behavior whatever it is, These things are blessings and gifts from my lord. If He can provide me then He can take these things away from me. If He has blessed me with love then He can also leave me in sadness. Today they love me but they can hate me tomorrow but my Lord will never forsake me. He is taking care of me from the day He intended me to send on this earth. Then how dare i to deny his favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is there really any reward for Good, other than Good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-2900275969793152454?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/2900275969793152454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-opened-my-window-after-many-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/2900275969793152454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/2900275969793152454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-opened-my-window-after-many-days.html' title='I have opened my window after many days'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXQUKu3I3jI/AAAAAAAAADo/AQIuKn-622g/s72-c/14-jan-06-sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-7573703224042808536</id><published>2009-01-16T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:06:13.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing Five years in Five Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXFK83lqpgI/AAAAAAAAADg/klN8BvAbsHU/s1600-h/kkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXFK83lqpgI/AAAAAAAAADg/klN8BvAbsHU/s320/kkk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292093446711584258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I logged out from my Hotmail account I saw an advertisement in the MSN page, “Loose five years in five minutes”. Masha Allaah good news but what about a lady whose age is 50 or 60 or 70. Looking like a lady of 65 years old instead of 70, does it worth anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will looking like five years lesser in age reduce her actual age as well? Death is on his way and it’s near to us then our own heartbeat. We can die in any moment just like that, with out any notice. Moreover we are getting closer to death in every single moment.Here in Gaza Hundreds are dying in five minutes. Israel is removing Palestanians like insects and here people are busy in removing wrinkles....sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a girl. I met her seven months back as far I can recall. She was really a bubbly girl. She was going to get married in 2010 as in next year. She used to tell me her wedding plans. She was already engaged at that time. Everything was just picture perfect. But one day she and her whole family went for outing near a river. When her dad was trying to park the car near river bank, somehow the car got fell into the water. Nobody could explain how that incident or accident happened. People who was present there at that moment said , “it’s like somebody poked the car into the water, it fell in the water like a toy”. Now at the moment everybody in her family is dead and yes including her save her younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so loving and she came into islam may be a month back before her death. Once she told me, “ shohana if you ever need anything just ask me , m your sister”. Still her voice bangs in my head. I just can’t forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her msn Id was “Nilchuri”. She is still there in my msn but appearing offline and I know she won’t appear online again….never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we will do by reducing age wrinkles? Doctors couldn’t invent any medicine to reduce the age, not yet and they won’t be able to. Removing wrinkles won’t reduce the age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the beauty has become an obligation instead of a choice. Women now want their rights back and here they are making their own self a product. In search of identity they have lost their identity. In economics term we call it, “Unintended effect”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a girl gets sometime and ponder upon a question , “why I am spending so much money and time and energy behind my outer beauty ? why? For what? For whom?”&lt;br /&gt;Do I want the guys to look at me ? or what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I asked this question to a girl she said , “ I feel good after beautifying myself” I asked again, “ why do you feel happy after doing make up and stuff?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;She was like …aaa..aa..ummm..errm…peopl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e do comments like m beautiful ..ya ..mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;When we muslim believe, “our life, death and all belongs to Allaah the lord of the worlds”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these capitalist and secular systems have made us think and believe, “my beauty, life and all belongs to people”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say one thing to my sisters, “let’s live life as a Human being not as a product”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam has freed the women from the shackle and slavery of the men’s desire. Insha Allaah we cloth ourselves for the sake of Allaah not for the sake of showing some filthy desired men in the streets and universities or in our offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loosing five years in five minutes …huh..who cares about what people think of me? Who cares about the age or wrinkles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Islam we only get the wrinkles of knowledge not the wrinkles of age inshaAllaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-7573703224042808536?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/7573703224042808536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/loosing-five-years-in-five-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/7573703224042808536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/7573703224042808536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/loosing-five-years-in-five-minutes.html' title='Loosing Five years in Five Minutes'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SXFK83lqpgI/AAAAAAAAADg/klN8BvAbsHU/s72-c/kkk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-1627004252672123906</id><published>2009-01-11T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T04:49:27.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWnp2RrO9II/AAAAAAAAACw/1ebSbHB1Lls/s1600-h/jessicabracken1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWnp2RrO9II/AAAAAAAAACw/1ebSbHB1Lls/s320/jessicabracken1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290016355990303874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People say I reflect my maternal grand mom a lot. My maternal uncle calls me mom for that. My parents often keep staring at me with an amazing look on their face. Sometimes I tell people that I’m born blessed. One of the reasons is my face. I look like my grand mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I visit my maternal relatives’ places, I don’t even need to introduce myself. They come close to me and ask me whether am her grand daughter or not? Mom says she is beautiful though of course am not Alhamdulillaah. I don’t know whether she is or not. Because I have seen her in her old age, when the beauty has reached its end. Nothing left except one teeth, loose skin and some gray hair through which the skull shows. But masha Allaah her one teethed smile was fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know whether I love her or not. As I never got chance to think about her. I was busy with my own ignorant life. She was paralyzed in her last 10 years. So nobody could feel her presence in my uncle’s home. But my uncle’s wife was really caring about her; she took care of her more than her own daughter. May Allaah bless her for her deeds. My grand mom was lucky about her children. They loved her lot, even one can’t imagine. Love can win the pain of heart but not the pain of a paralyzed body. She had to suffer though people cared about her. I got my 1st rimes book from her. She used to love me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years has passed since she has died. In these years my life has changed a lot. Since last year my head and face got covered and body has worn a dress of dignity. The forehead has touched the ground in fear and love of the almighty. In these years, in these long three years I have never felt for her. Truly, never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember an incident with her. That day I got my S.S.C result. I was happy. I went to my uncle’s place with sweets to tell him about my result. He is a diabetic patient but that day he ate sweet (he loves me a lot Alhamdulillah). I talked with my cousins and aunty(uncle’s wife). We had a great evening as everybody was happy. I came back home. At night my mom came to me and asked me whether I have told my grand mom about my result. I told her, “mom she could see me from her room and do I really need to tell individually?” I was feeling irritated at mom’s question. She told me that my grand mom was hurt as I didn’t even go near of her and didn’t tell her about my result either. I was feeling absurd at all these incidents. I was thinking she (grand mom) is too much so what I haven’t told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When next time I visit her she was still angry (not angry she was hurt) with me. She turned her face away. Because face is the only thing she could move and rest of the body was paralyzed. I kissed her and said “m sorry” but I wasn’t sorry from my heart. This is the darkness of ignorance but just two words and she was the same again. She greeted me with her one teethed smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She died finally. Everybody said death was a blessing for her. Who wants to live life like a life less object? You need help to go to washroom and need help to clean yourself. There is nothing like privacy. And even you can’t go to toilet by your own in case of emergency. You have to hold and have to wait for people to come. Indeed, death was a blessing for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For last few days I am feeling guilty thus I sat in front of pc and started writing. Thought, let the guilt come out through finger. I have never said sorry to her (truly) for that day. She was hurt and she couldn’t even called me to her and ask me about my result. She couldn’t speak as age snatched away her voice. I heard later on from my mom that she was crying. Tears were falling from her eyes but she couldn’t call me. She was trying a lot but voice didn’t support her words. Today tears are falling from my eyes. Today I’m sorry from my heart but now here I don’t have her to say sorry. Today my eyes are open. Today I can see which I couldn’t one year back. Today I can feel which I couldn’t for last 19 years but today she is not here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hear people saying , “life doesn’t give 2nd chance” but I thought life always gives 2nd chance. Today I feel I have lost my chance three years back. I got chances after chances. Then why I feel that life didn’t give me 2nd chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-1627004252672123906?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/1627004252672123906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1627004252672123906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1627004252672123906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-chance.html' title='Second chance'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWnp2RrO9II/AAAAAAAAACw/1ebSbHB1Lls/s72-c/jessicabracken1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-3786734575118161494</id><published>2009-01-08T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:45:32.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWZs9xAItZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/01XjROLgSpY/s1600-h/hizb_ut_Tahrir.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWZs9xAItZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/01XjROLgSpY/s320/hizb_ut_Tahrir.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289034620774954386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl called Micheal . She got blind and deaf at the age of 2. She hasn’t seen the color of snow, she doesn’t know about the color of water, she has never heard the birds singing. A life without sound and color. A life full of darkness and silence. She has lost her hearing and sight before understanding. Before she could feel what does it mean to hear and to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Micheal , yeah sometimes I do. I don’t know how does it feel to live in a muslim state. Ummah has lost Khilafat before my birth. I don’t know how does it feel to hear the victory and glory of Ummah. Neither I know about the feeling to see the people living under Khilafat. I am another Micheal , with out hearing and sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I didn’t go for voting as I oppose this system, I heard people calling me rebellious and selfish or irresponsible. I have never heard those people scolding a guy who doesn’t obey the law of Allaah. Micheal got scolded by people for her inability. Her surroundings could not feel the pain she was going through. They didn’t feel the darkness of her life. People called her mad and treated her as an animal. Am I different from Michael? People can’t see the darkness as I can see. They can’t feel the emptiness of the freedom as I feel. They even don’t know that we all are like Micheal. The difference between us and others is we have felt the darkness and they haven’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can hear the word of Allaah and can see but does that worth anything? Why I don’t see and hear the words of Allaah in my life? What hold us back from obeying the words of our Lord. Is it our mind ? Yeah enslaved mind. A mind which is enslaved by the system of Kuffar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheal had a teacher to teach her the word “light” but where is our teacher to teach us the light of quran. Where is the teacher who will call the ummah under one flag? Where is the teacher who will guide us to the path of jannah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the whole ummah is divided in the name of sects and madhabs( school of thoughts). They are like Micheal who can’t see and hear. They can’t see our lands burning and can’t hear the ummah crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to die as an ignorant Micheal. Who couldn’t see or hear anything. I have born in this dark system but at least I want to die by seeing the light of Quran.  The ummah has lost her sight..so they can't see the light of Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad said Khilafa will never come. When I said that Rasul(saws) said it will come again. He was like , “oh”(doesn't matter for him whether it comes again or not..like the majority).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the conscious part of ummah is living with that dream and wants to come out in the light but the unconscious part says it’s impossible. Micheal’s teacher never taught her this word “Impossible” as my rasul(saws) never taught to the ummah. Impossible is the word for the Kuffar not for the Ummati Muhammad (saws).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummah has born to rule.Whether today or tomorrow she will rule inshaAllaah.  What Allaah has promised the Ummah, will surely be given to them….just a matter of time and effort inshaAllaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-3786734575118161494?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/3786734575118161494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/3786734575118161494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/3786734575118161494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/black.html' title='Black'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWZs9xAItZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/01XjROLgSpY/s72-c/hizb_ut_Tahrir.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-3494889749724952070</id><published>2009-01-06T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:38:40.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWNQrzuyQHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/f-9Okypet_0/s1600-h/guilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWNQrzuyQHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/f-9Okypet_0/s320/guilt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288159101014130802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin, we all commit sins even the prophets(pbut) could not escape from this (except rasul Allaah[saws]). May be major or may be minor but all of us are the victims no doubt. Those are the lucky people who commit minor sins than who commit the major one( lesser of the two evil but evil indeed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when one is committing sins , he/she is happy. But what about the rest of the time when you are not committing sins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forbidden things really taste good( Indeed really good) but you know most of the poisons taste sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that moment when you were smoking with your friends without the concern of your parents .Smoking is really yucky but you see this feeling that you are doing something which is not allowed or you are breaking any rules gives you that happy feeling. Indeed at the end of the day people like to break laws but that should has a limit otherwise you will regret in this world and will suffer in the hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a person is consuming alcohol or committing Jena ( fornication or adultery) that person is the most happiest person on the face of earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is the result of this forbidden happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing but sadness and the end result is frustration or depression and if you are really lucky (!!!) then both of them and yes the ultimate result is Kufr( disbelieve)...may Allaah forbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaitan always wants you to do a major shirk( associating partners with Allaah)&lt;br /&gt;when he fails , he wants you to do a minor shirk&lt;br /&gt;when he again fails , he tries with major sin&lt;br /&gt;and when he again fails , he wants you to do a little tiny sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have read in our childhood that sand creates deserts and dew creates ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see there is a positive thing about this accursed shaitan, he is very positive and hopeful&lt;br /&gt;he hopes all the time that he will misguide the believers and when he is successful, he claps and laugh at us ..poor believer who could not understand this deception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote in the very beginning that person who is committing sins ( at the stage of committing the sin) he is the most happiest person on the face of earth. when we feel happy with something, we get addicted to it( if the eman is weak) and that causes the disease in the Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disease in the heart is when we get addicted to something other than Allaah and rasul(saws) and we feel empty when we don't have that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disease yeah Disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disease is the most horrible thing a believer will ever face, it leads you to the Shirk and which means HELL FIRE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the story of Barsuja? that pious person who at the end submitted himself to shaitan ( we seek refuge with Allaah). when he submitted himself to shaitan, shaitan started laughing and said , See i am successful and you are weak...indeed very weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be i can go on and on with this topic but the thing i am trying to tell you is don't give chance to shaitan even not with a small tiny sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when believers commit sin it gives him/ her a horrible feeling which known as guilt and truly I am afraid of that feeling. This feeling is such horrible, it always shows you the negative side of every situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that makes you feel frustrated and yes depression is the closest friend of frustration which ends up with the weakness of Iman ( may Allaah forbid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so  O Mumineen be aware of sins even it is minor or tiny one but at the end verily a sin is a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, poison is poison ...amount does not matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the characteristics of the Mumin is " we hear , we obey" ...you know why they obey ?&lt;br /&gt;they obey for the love and attraction, which they have with Allaah swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allaah swt has mentioned in the Quran,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It is not righteousness that you turn your faces towards East or West; but it is righteousness- to believe in Allaah and the last day , and the angels and the book, and the messengers; to spend of your substance, out of love for Him.........Such are the people of truth and God-fearing"&lt;br /&gt;[ surah Baqarah, Ayah : 177]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praise is for Allaah , the lord of the universe. We seek refuge with Him and ask Him for guidance. Whom Allaah guides nobody can misguide him and whom Allaah misguides , guidance is impossible for him. The Allaah we worship and The Allaah we ask for help. May peace be upon His loving and obedient messenger and his family and his followers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-3494889749724952070?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/3494889749724952070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/sin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/3494889749724952070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/3494889749724952070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/sin.html' title='Sin'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWNQrzuyQHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/f-9Okypet_0/s72-c/guilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-2412214378237469202</id><published>2009-01-06T04:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:36:20.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference between one single news.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWNQCM1H2YI/AAAAAAAAABw/zDTYGetsy4w/s1600-h/304192307_992fd5013d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWNQCM1H2YI/AAAAAAAAABw/zDTYGetsy4w/s320/304192307_992fd5013d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288158386197092738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the difference between one single news covered by 2 famous news channels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head Line in BBC news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Charity guilty of funding terror"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "A Muslim charity and five of its former leaders have been convicted of funding the Palestinian militant group Hamas, designated a terrorist group in the US."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "The indictment against the group said it sponsored orphans and families in the West Bank and Gaza whose relatives had died or been imprisoned as a result of Hamas attacks on Israel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlighted quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY LAND FOUNDATION FACTS&lt;br /&gt;Once the largest Islamic charity in the US. Based in Dallas, Texas&lt;br /&gt;Five backers of the charity were indicted of financing a terror group in 2001. This was declared a mistrial, leading to retrial&lt;br /&gt;At retrial the foundation was found guilty of helping Hamas spread its ideology and recruit supporters. The charity insists its work is only humanitarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caption of the news' display photo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamas was designated by the US as a terrorist group in 1995(see the display picture of this news from the posted link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7747187.stm" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/americas/7747187.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Head LIne In Al Jazeera :  US charity guilty in Hamas case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "A US court has convicted a Muslim charity and five of its former leaders on 108 charges in the largest "terrorism" financing trial in US history"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Prosecutors said the charity was spreading Hamas's ideology by funding schools, hospitals and social welfare programmes controlled by the group in the Palestinian territories, and permitting it to divert funds to the activities of fighters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlighted quote :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're supposed to be able to face your accusers fully and against secret evidence and secret witness, I think that leads to reasonable doubt"&lt;br /&gt;Lydia Gonzalez,&lt;br /&gt;League of United Latin American Citizens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caption of the news' display photo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The verdict came after Holy Land's first trial last year&lt;br /&gt;ended in a mistrial"(see the display picture of this news from the posted link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/news/americas/2008/11/20081124212126642596.html" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://english.aljazeera.n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;et/news/americas/2008/11/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;0081124212126642596.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the question is who is this hamas dude?? Is it/he/she really a terroristgroup/ terrorist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's find it out...hmm shall i go to wikipedia and give a search on hamas dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i live in iraq or afghanistan then nato army is terrorist for me isn't it? cause they are terrorizing me in each and every moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i live in congo my resources are terrorist for me cause for these resources 7 nations are fighting over my land and m getting nothing but blood and more than 20 women are getting raped in every week..(where is the humanity i don't know...peacekeeping mission..huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i live in palestine then the Israel is terrorist for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i live is somalia then those europian ships are terrorist for me which are bringing waste to dump near my country's ocean and my relatives are dying and i see people dying like anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ships are terrorizing  me a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is the terrorist then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this question is to you and me and to all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i really  don't know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if one soul can awake then nobody can stop revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Che was enough for latin america&lt;br /&gt;One Theodor herzl was enough to form Zionism&lt;br /&gt;One Hitlar was enough to kill all the jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and One Muhammad(saws) was enough to bring Humanity to the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting for that "one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be you..who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-2412214378237469202?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/2412214378237469202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/difference-between-one-single-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/2412214378237469202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/2412214378237469202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/difference-between-one-single-news.html' title='Difference between one single news.'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWNQCM1H2YI/AAAAAAAAABw/zDTYGetsy4w/s72-c/304192307_992fd5013d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-5127362182924755851</id><published>2009-01-05T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:59:34.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I watched TV after many days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWHn2gTycuI/AAAAAAAAABo/3RTP1xeGK4Q/s1600-h/MTV2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWHn2gTycuI/AAAAAAAAABo/3RTP1xeGK4Q/s320/MTV2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287762361081557730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today few minutes back i was watching TV. Usually i don't watch tv because it's tough to get hold of the remote.Though we don't have time for one another but we have always time for that stupid box. Today i wanted to watch the news.I was surfing the channel. Suddenly i came across one of my favorite tv channel (one years back) Disney channel. They were showing the "American dragon jack long". yeah that was my favorite. Again the world in danger and jack long is there to save the world from villains. I changed the channel and came across another past favorite "Power puff girls" . Again the power puff girls saved a day. As i was surfing the channel i felt there is no problem around the world. In star plus the daughter-in-laws are making evil plans against their In-laws. In star movies a cool honest guy is reloading his gun to kill some evil people. Whenever there is problem some heroes are always there to save them and yea i should mention about the Barby craze. The pink world. world is full of flowers and always there is happy ending, no problem nothing.&lt;br /&gt;in cartoon network world is again endangered with the water giant who is trying to destroy the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i surf channels it seems there is no problem around the world. yeah finally i came across some news channels. Sky news, a happy faced guy seemed very worried about the winter and was talking with a lady. He was telling her that this time in usa there is really cold. i came across more news channels. some of them were covering stories about sports and some of them about the shrilankan mawiest problem.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh finally with other breaking news " war continues in gaza".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i surfed more channels and i came to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*70% Palestinians are with out water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*northern Gaza is without electricity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*doctors are treating people on the floor as there is not enough place for them and moreover some hospitals were destroyed during the israely airstricke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more than 84 people died in latest ground invasion and most of them were children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our kids are our future. They are living life with the fantasy of bat man and super man as i lived my life. They are anware about the horrible face of the current world. Parents say "they are just kid and they will come to know when they will grow old"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me in my family, age varies from 26-35 . They are still living life with batman and super man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i told my mom that we should try to share the pain of the gazans . she replied," you don't need to worry about them. loads of people are there, who are thinking about them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always think people are there to deal with these issues and at the end nobody comes forth to solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;massive killing of people seems something normal when i surfed the tv channels. Mtv is broadcasting it's ugly shows where some girls and boys are showing their body ...ooops my mistake that is freedom, axn's fear factor is dealing with fear by eating some insects, Disney is full of dream and color. Nothing matters if people dies beside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-5127362182924755851?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/5127362182924755851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-watched-tv-after-many-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5127362182924755851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/5127362182924755851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-watched-tv-after-many-days.html' title='I watched TV after many days.'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SWHn2gTycuI/AAAAAAAAABo/3RTP1xeGK4Q/s72-c/MTV2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-94117866527996328</id><published>2008-12-25T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:23:11.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashes'/><title type='text'>Born From The Ashes Of  Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVN6AbH1iPI/AAAAAAAAABg/pLACUX3p7iQ/s1600-h/50176486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVN6AbH1iPI/AAAAAAAAABg/pLACUX3p7iQ/s320/50176486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283700935534938354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bismillaahir rahmanir rahim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the one side of the story and start judging the event. But today let me tell you something. I know my words will not touch your heart as I’m a Muslim. A tag which says this girl is brainwashed. Your point of view is already fixed about me even if I’ll try hard to keep the neutrality it will be misjudged by people. But after that I keep on writing, there is a hope in this little heart that it can happen that even one heart will awake from the dead sleep of ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once someone said when we see happening something inhuman in front of our eyes but we can’t raise our voice, our anger and frustration comes out from the heart though tears and sometime burst out with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read history and we forget. Live life as usual. Say for the sake of saying other wise people will consider us heartless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosecution- a common word for today’s world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/11 after that one incident the whole world change as the game plan changed. We see that event as the most inhuman event in the history. We feel sad every year for those victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do we know about 18th September, 1982?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabra was a name of a poor neighborhood in Beirut and shatila was a refugee camp there set up for the Palestinians refugees in 1949. For 40 hours in September 1982, members of the Israeli-allied Lebanese Phalangist militia raped, killed, and injured a large number of unarmed civilians, mostly children, women and elderly people inside the encircled and sealed Sabra and Shatila camps. The estimate of victims varies between 700 (the official Israeli figure) to 3,500. Israelis set up observation camps on the highest buildings to watch the events of 16th, 17th and 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote from letters which was exchanged between jennet and Franklin**(see the foot note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dearest Janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very beautiful fall day here in Beirut, 25 years ago this week since the 16-18 September 1982 Massacre at the Palestinian refugee camps at Sabra-Shatila. Bright blue sky and a fall breeze. It actually rained last night, enough to clean out some of the humidity and dust. Fortunately, not enough to make the usual rain-created swamp of sewage and filth on Rue Sabra, or flood the grassless burial ground of the mass grave (the camp residents named it Martyrs Square -- one of several so-named memorials now in Lebanon) where you once told me that on Sunday, 19 September 1982, you watched, sickened, as families and Red Crescent workers created a subterranean mountain of butchered and bullet-riddled victims from those 48 hours of slaughter. Some of the bodies had limbs and heads chopped off, some boys were castrated, crosses carved into some of the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you later wrote to me in your perfect cursive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw dead women in their houses with their skirts up to their waists and their legs spread apart; dozens of young men shot after being lined up against an alley wall; children with their throats slit, a pregnant woman with her stomach chopped open, her eyes still wide open, her blackened face silently screaming in horror; countless babies and toddlers who had been stabbed or ripped apart and who had been thrown into garbage piles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more search the google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9/11 Muslims around the world faced huge prosecution. Pain which knows no limit. Their home was destroyed and many flee from the Europe and Usa as they couldn’t tolerate the prosecution. But what happened after 18th September? What initiatives were taken by the world leaders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood of a USA citizen is valuable but the blood of palastanians , Bangladeshis(In the massacre in 18th september many Bangladeshi died there as well) and Congo do not worth anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood flows like water, valueless. Nobody is prosecuted for that genocide, mass murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares about what happens to the Bangladeshis and congolians or Somalis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the face of nationalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was studying international relations in my university(This is a secular University) I was taught about Nationalism. What I learned I will quote that exact words from my book inshaAllaahu ta’ala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nationalism is sometimes angry belief in the independence of ones people. It often includes resentment or even hatred of alien rulers or threatening foreigners: “we won’t let any foreigners push us around!” it is the strongest and emotional of the world’s ideologies.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nationalism, Israel is still occupying the Palestinian land. Here we have 54 Muslim countries and they all couldn’t free one Palestine? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Anwar sadat the Egyptian leader was one of the 1st in Middle East to give recognition to Israel as a country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hill people in Bangladesh are still underestimated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they don’t get the electricity where they worth this most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we don’t care if a Indian dies in bomb blast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why when a girl of 17 or 18 years old in Afghanistan or in congo becomes the victim of gang rape we don’t feel anything? A single tear even don’t flows from our eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we see the massacres in Iraq, Kosovo and so called peace keeping missions like a dummy but yet don’t take any steps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of patriotism is that which make us to ignore the tears and blood of people?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of love is that which is against humanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it love or savagery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasul of Allaah sallallaahu Alayhi wasallam said ,&lt;br /&gt;“Undoubtedly Allaah has removed from you the pride of arrogance of the age of jahiliyah (ignorance) and the glorification of the ancestors. Now people are of two kinds. Either believers, who are aware of transgressors who do wrong. You are all the children of Adam and Adam was the made of clay. People should give up their pride in nations because that is the coal from the coals of the hell fire. If they don’t give this up Allaah swt will consider them lower than the lowly worm which pushes it self through khara(dung)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       [Abu Dawud and Tirmidhi]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He is not one of us who calls for “Asabiyyaah”( nationalism/tribalism) or who fights for Asabiyyaah or who dies for Asabiyyaah”&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      [Abu Dawud]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never to trust that which presses to those who CAN not and WILL not value it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our arms must thicken and our shoulder must broaden so we can bear the responsibility of protecting what is ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Thickest Arms and Broadest Shoulders Are those of the KHALIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Franklin Lamb's book on the Sabra-Shatila Massacre, International Legal Responsibility for the Sabra-Shatila Massacre, now out of print, was published in 1983, following Janet's death and was dedicated to Janet Lee Stevens. He was a witness before the Israeli Kahan Commission Inquiry, held at Hebrew University in Jerusalem in January 1983.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-94117866527996328?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/94117866527996328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2008/12/born-from-ashes-of-blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/94117866527996328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/94117866527996328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2008/12/born-from-ashes-of-blood.html' title='Born From The Ashes Of  Blood'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVN6AbH1iPI/AAAAAAAAABg/pLACUX3p7iQ/s72-c/50176486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-4731071712044809238</id><published>2008-12-25T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T04:30:32.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering is from Human and Trials are from Allaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVN4RI0c9gI/AAAAAAAAABY/wHSWktGkTD8/s1600-h/n1087818189_1364177_6947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVN4RI0c9gI/AAAAAAAAABY/wHSWktGkTD8/s320/n1087818189_1364177_6947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283699023656318466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suffering is from human and trial is from Allaah &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When Allaah tells us to not to do something but we disobey and cross our limit and do it which we should not do, Indeed we suffer.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; This suffering is nothing but guilt , tremendous guilt. Guilt gives nothing but negative feelings and the end result is weakness in eman or faith. Which is the result of such negative feelings.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When we disobey Allaah and cross our limit. We feel shame and stop praying to Allaah . We want to hide from Allaah but foolish human beings. Where will you hide? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yes you can hide from Allaah , if you can find a land or place which is not Allaah’s land.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Is there any?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We leave jahiliyah(ignorance) when we enter into islam but jahiliyah never leaves us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; It’s hiding there in the darkest corner of our heart. When we disobey Allaah, actually we are calling jahiliyah, “come, come into light”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Allaah has made the iron easy for Dawud(as) (surah saba, surah no.34)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We praise Allaah for that and keep wondering by seeing His miracle but forget something.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We don’t see the miracle which takes place in front of our eyes &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If Allaah has made the iron easy for Dawud (as) with that indeed Allaah has made the life easy for us. We can make this life the way we want &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We can color it with the color of eman and if we want we can burn it in the fire of jahiliyah, &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yeah , Just like that &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We feel so much guilty that we forget about Allaah &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Forget, that we are the most loving creation of Allaah &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Forget, that Allaah loves us more than the best 70( or 72 , I forgot) mom and we know Allaah’s 70 in infinite.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We forget, Allaah loves those who repents to Allaah &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; There is a hadith about how Allaah feels when we repent to Him &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “ there is this man who was in the desert with a camel. One day he was sleeping under a tree and when he woke up he saw the camel was not there…he was feeling so helpless…he thought he will die there in the desert without food and water cause those things was with that camel. So he went to sleep again with a heavy heart and was preparing himself for death…when he woke up again he saw the camel was there under the tree…&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; he was such happy that he praised Allaah “ oh Allaah indeed you are my servant and I am your lord”…”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; yes Allaah feels like that man ( he was such happy that he made this great mistake in his statement ) when we repent to Him.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And the best time for repenting is always “ NOW”&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lets turn to Allaah by repenting and color this short life with the color of eman and faith.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; we will see the beauty of that color in this life and also in the hereafter...InshaAllaah&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; May Allaah’s mercy, peace and blessings upon the prophet, his family and his followers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-4731071712044809238?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/4731071712044809238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2008/12/suffering-is-from-human-and-trial-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/4731071712044809238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/4731071712044809238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2008/12/suffering-is-from-human-and-trial-is.html' title='Suffering is from Human and Trials are from Allaah'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVN4RI0c9gI/AAAAAAAAABY/wHSWktGkTD8/s72-c/n1087818189_1364177_6947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453056017645491205.post-1055277471541267794</id><published>2008-12-24T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:17:31.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who sets up the agenda??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVL7MquTTPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ynhhVH-5NQo/s1600-h/demRepCongo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVL7MquTTPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ynhhVH-5NQo/s320/demRepCongo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283561507904507122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this American election started , people only talk about this election.&lt;br /&gt;who will win?? People are getting worried as if they are waiting for their new born child.&lt;br /&gt;In TV and Internet , everywhere everybody is talking about this news. Even this country like Bangladesh where people don't get food to eat and they are having their own democratic instability, there in everyday news we have a special segment on this USA election. As if they are coming to save us from poverty and calamity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether Hillary wins or Obama, foreign policy will remain the same because people doesn't make the foreign policy, rather it's the geography, military might and economy decides what will be the foreign policy for a certain country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's Aljazeera or BBA or CNN or Ntv or channel I, every where people are talking about this president Election even those people who doesn't know where the country called America is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are talking about president election, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who told them to talk about this president election?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't people talk about something else than this president election?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer: Media&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people talk what they see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we are dying for this president election. Now Barrack Obama is the president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in these days many other issues have taken place but do we know about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because some people didn't want us to think about that matter , they wanted us to think about Obama and McCain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer: Media&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think , whatever they want us to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is going on in democratic republic of Congo? I didn't know. There are millions of people dying everyday and who cares about them! We have our Obama and McCain. Who has time to think about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me give you some infos InshaAllaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Democratic Republic of Congo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Described by some as Africa’s first World War, the conflict in the DRC (formerly known as Zaire) has involved seven nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There have been a number of complex reasons, including conflicts over basic resources such as water, access and control over rich minerals and other resources as well as various political agendas. This has been fueled and supported by various national and international corporations and other regimes which have an interest in the outcome of the conflict.&lt;br /&gt;* Since the outbreak of fighting in August 1998,&lt;br /&gt;o Some 5.4 million people have died&lt;br /&gt;o It has been the world’s deadliest conflict since World War II&lt;br /&gt;o The vast majority have actually died from non-violent causes such as malaria, diarrhea, pneumonia and malnutrition—all typically preventable in normal circumstances, but have come about because of the conflict&lt;br /&gt;o Although 19% of the population, children account for 47% of the deaths&lt;br /&gt;o Although many have returned home as violence has slightly decreased, there are still some 1.5 million internally displaced or refugees&lt;br /&gt;o Some 45,000 continue to die each month&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;These shocking figures would usually be more than enough to get media attention the world over, especially if it were to threaten influential nations in some way. Yet, perhaps as a cruel irony, influential nations in the world benefit from the vast resources coming from the DRC for which people are dying over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like puppets. Some people want us to cry , we cry then again they want us to laugh , we laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided months ago that from now on people will only talk about President election and nothing else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will forget what is going on in Kashmir, Kosovo, Afghanistan, Iraq , Chechnya or Congo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we obeyed them like our master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we only talked about whatever they wanted us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are we? what is our status?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think people think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking can bring a revolution InshaAllaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allaah the one the most merciful and peace be upon His messenger and his family and his followers. May Allah Guide us all in the Seeratul Mustakeem. Ameen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4453056017645491205-1055277471541267794?l=shoashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/feeds/1055277471541267794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-sets-up-agenda-since-this-american.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1055277471541267794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453056017645491205/posts/default/1055277471541267794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoashes.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-sets-up-agenda-since-this-american.html' title='Who sets up the agenda??'/><author><name>Shohana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14833689427447713965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/Snbj6JTB1pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/i6MS11uO2gE/S220/deep,0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mMHtIecJB0/SVL7MquTTPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ynhhVH-5NQo/s72-c/demRepCongo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
