To A Non-Muslim Woman

When you look at me
All that you can see
is the scarf that covers my hair
My words you can't hear
because you're too full of fear,
mouth gaping, all you do is stare

You think it's not my choice
in your own "liberation" rejoice.
You think I'm uneducated,
trapped, oppressed and subjugated,
You're so thankful that you're free.

But non-Muslim woman you've got it wrong
You're the weak and I'm the strong.
For I've rejected the trap of man.
Fancy clothes - low neck, short skirt
those are devices for pain and hurt.
I'm not falling for that little plan.

I'm a person with ideas and thought.
I'm not for sale, I can't be bought.
I'm me - not a fancy toy,
I won't decorate anyone's arm,
nor be promoted for my charm.

Iv noticed people are putting up poems up as their blogs. I dont understand poems. So Iv decided to put up a nice and simple story, Iv read which Iv found inspirational

Why do we read Quran, even if we can't understand a single Arabic word???? This is a beautiful story.

An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Quran. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.

One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa! I try to read the Quran just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?"

I've been here before
So many, many times

Felt the breeze on my skin
Looking into the night sky
Admiring the stars
Unfazed by the city lights
Unmoved by my drowning soul.

Your staring eyes
In the darkness of my mind
The memories of a house
What is and what could be
Just you and me.

My joy and love
Im in need of you
To cry and laugh
This is the truth
dont doubt my love.

Those who mattered to me
those who cared to love.
If not for you
The rivers would run red
The pain i could not forget.
When i lost you.

But does that mean we should not make plans? Or should we make them knowing they will not always go our way?

Or is that just trying to force the issue?

And how do you know whether your plans are really for the best?

Or is it like the fable (hadith?) that trusting in Allah (swt) is not like leaving your camel untied, but by tieing it and then trusting in Allah (swt)?

1. When there's only one other person in the lift, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
2. Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
3. Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
4. Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor you're on.
5. Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?"
6. Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"
7. Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.
8. Move your desk in to the lift and whenever someone gets on, ask if they have an appointment.

There Comes A Time In Every Asian Life, When No Matter How Many Times You Tell Your Parents Your Not Interested, They Will Always Make You See A Rishta..

Well For All You People Out There... Heres How To Lose Rishta Without Your Parents Blaming You! Lol

1. Speak English.- For example, if they ask “how many years are you?”, you reply with “Huh? Oh you mean how old am I?” Make them look dumb.

- Speak English even when they speak to you in Urdu/Hindi/Punjabi/Gujju, especially if their English is terrible. Pretend you don't understand some words because of their thick accent. And then show them how to really pronounce those words.

Oh my love
When we met and married
Was a happy day
Tinged with sadness
For I knew one day we would part
And I treasured every moment
As we both worked hard
For the sake of the dawah

We travelled a lot
Up and down the country
For talks, meetings and demos
And discussed endlessly
On the way back

I knew one day it would end suddenly
And we would be parted
Either by arrest
Or martyrdom in the path of Allah swt
I wished for the latter
And knew our world would shatter

Being apart from you is agony
And the thoughts of the good times
Keeps me going
In this hell
A lonely cell

I know you are in prison also
Although you have your liberty
But every eid and special occasion
You think of our tragedy
And shed tears
And cry yourself to sleep

I also feel the pain

When u wear the hijab u feel good
Coz u know its right
But when u put on your tight fitting clothes
The angels take flight
And stop singing your praises

You’re caught up in the middle
Being Muslim and western
Your mind knows that its Allah u should obey and follow
But you’re confused
About which pill to swallow
And u try and follow the middle path
Even though u know their aint no such thing
But u just can’t resist not wearing bling

You’re young and vulnerable
In a society that’s just corruptible
Taking advantage of 8 clothing
On the billboards and magazines
Brainwashing u

It’s hard to resist
And they persist
Pictures everywhere
Nowhere is safe
So u gotta buy those clothes
And go on a starvation diet to make sure they fit

Doesn’t always go with the hijab

Small piece of cloth
Creating so much controversy
Worn by a tiny minority
In western society

Cause for concern
Surely not
Must be more important issues to discuss
Foreign policy, economy, Health service
Some Politicians have other ideas
Bash Islam as much as possible
And improve your ratings and probability for high office
Regardless of the Islam phobic attacks on the vulnerable women
They claim to be standing up for

Muslim Women continue to obey Allah
Remember the words of your lord and Prophet always
Jannah isn’t cheap
Although hellfire is easy to attain

The greater the test
The more the reward to come
Allah tests those whom he loves
The Prophets suffered the most
Beaten, abused, boycotted and denied

“If God had created man to offer Him prayers there are many angels to do this. Man was created to become human.”

I like this quote, it makes me happy because it reminds me that we are all human after all and don’t need to be perfect. It reminds me that we can all make mistakes, and the reason is because we are human.

How would everyone else interpret this quote?
And what quotes make you happy? please explain them