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Too fast. Too slow. What's in between?

As a student, quite often, I seem to struggle through many days when ropes, so resistant, tie me to books and pieces of paper. Trying to balance my individual life, my home life, my social life, and two big chunks of my studying life is near to impossible. Though on the rank of priorities, some dance around sky high whilst others sail along the bottom.

Whilst ideas are whizzing around, lists are circulating my mind, the heavy weight of fulfilling expectations, doing chores and trying to keep as many people as happy as possible occupies me, I wish that everything would just slow down, slow down to a pace that was manageable for me. Then, it does slow down.

Double standards when it comes to the acceptable behaviour of boys and girls!

Why are we so quick to throw our boys to the wolves? When we give them the freedom to come and go as they please, to have friends we don't know, to have their own laptops and iPhones, to spend hours on the Internet, unmonitored, to stay out until late with no questions asked, do we think they have some sort of gender-specific forcefield that will protect them when we fail to? A forcefield that will protect them from others, both online and on the street, and from themselves? This is not how boys become the kind of men the Ummah needs them to be. We have double standards when it comes to the acceptable behaviour of boys and girls, and our boys are suffering from our neglect as a result. - [Na'ima Robert]

The delivery man.

One of those days when your dad leaves the house and locks the door as he leaves. You begin to vacuum the house because a guest will be coming soon and also, to convince your mother that you have been productive whilst being at home alone.

Then you hear a knock at the door and presumably think that it's your dad whose forgotten something at home. You take a look through the eye piece and it's someone other than your father so you panic because the house keys aren't anywhere near.

You think it'll be okay to ignore the knock at the door, but realise that you were vacuuming the passage so anyone on the other side of the door would have heard it and you also realise that when you heard the knock at the door, you tried pushing the handle down just in case it wasn't locked. 

9 Things You Didn’t Know About The Prophet’s Mosque

Seeing a scene of impeccable beauty, we often hear the term “Heaven on Earth!” But there is only one place that literally has the right to proclaim itself heaven on Earth. There, deep in the mosque of the Prophet (ṣallallāhu 'alayhi wa sallam), covered by green carpets and the tears of millions, lies a “garden from the gardens of paradise.” It is a place known to every Muslim who has ever lived, yet there's still much we don't know about it. Here are just some of the interesting facts and mysteries of the Prophet's [ṣallallāhu 'alayhi wa sallam]

9. The first place in the Arabian Peninsula to have electricity

Breaking News: Samer Issawi has been freed!

 

Palestinian political prisoner and resistance icon SAMER ISSAWI was released today (23-12-13) after spending over 17 months in an Israeli prison. He's said to be the "the longest hunger striker in history".

Alhamdulillah he's free to go and upon his release, he says "Now, we need to fast for the others. Never forget, Zionists hold dozens of men and women without charge, many still on hunger strike".

All those who campaigned for his release will now realise that all their efforts and support for him, paid off. But it doesn't stop here... Free Free Palestine!!

 

 

Secrets of the Muslim Bathroom

This is a must read. One of the most funniest articles I have ever read. It had me in stitches and if you've got a good sense of humour, you will laugh at this too... and even if you don't have a good sense of humour.. you will still laugh, trust me!

Lota AKA Bodhana? AKA Chumbo? AKA Boundroo? I don't think I know any other names for it.

The lota has torn apart relationships and embarrassed first-generation kids like me. So what is it? Let me explain - Written by WAJAHAT ALI

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