as in myself? or as in admin?

"Irfan.khan" wrote:

as in myslef? or as in admin?

admin, I don't think your that vain to vote for urself , or would you :?

Thats for me to know and you to find out!

1600 posts!!

"Irfan.khan" wrote:

Thats for me to know and you to find out!

very original know why didn't I come up with that ?

Bless still a kid at heart.

Dont belittle me!!! :evil:

kismat is more fate then destiny

Subha'nAllah Ya'qub your story was uplifting, nice name you chose too.

I would have chosen irfan and thats what i got!

"Ya'qub" wrote:

From about May 2005 til the end of that year, I was stuck on the fence - not exactly being a kafir-scum any more, but certainly not being Muslim yet either.

Ah yes, forgot about that period. I remember durring that period someone asked me "what religeon are you?" and I was going to say "I'm a Muslim." But instead I said "No religeon" I sort felt I'd told a lie, like my conscience was telling me I was a Muslim.

I'm not going to tell you exactly how it was becasue alot of you wouldn't understand, so I 've altered a few things.

Anyway. For me I remember when sunny even despite all the pain that came with it. I supose I just expected there to always be light but gradually I realised that the pain was taking over and so I settled for a sort of twilight dim grey level of light. Then one day someone attacked me with a cheese-grater. At first I was annoyed but said nothing of it. The next day the same person attacked me again and ripped open yesterdays scabs. I thought it was just a phase and so I was polite and said nothing.

For the next few months, I would get the cheese-grater treatment every single day, gradually my skin was torn off and eventually they were grating raw bone. I almost couldn't feel it by this time. I resigned myself to the fact that this was going to happen every single day. I even thought about rubbing salt in the wounds just to pacify the grater, but even at the place of despair I couldn't sacrifice my morals. Just like I couldn't cut the hand off the one who was grating. And so day by day, a little more of me was ripped off, I stopped forming scabs after a while. The blood drainned away a long time ago. And then whilst I was recouperating after a grating by being forced on to a piece of toast, I tasted some worcester sauce and thought: "Woah, well ain't this what I 've been looking for!"

You see despite my tough stiff-lip attitude, the abuse I was recieving caused me to look for something, something that became a desperate urge. I began to realise just how dark it had got, and I needed to find that thing.

So when that worcester sauce hit me it was like a chemical reaction, and suddenly I had hope. The grilling continued but I didn't mind it so much now, and then one day I was ready. I started placing slices of fried tomato, mushrooms and onions on my self. A sprinkle of salt until a few weeks later the cheese grater returned and said, "Its time to finish it." That person raising the knife and swung it down slowly, a slingle slice respite from the unbearable grating. And as I was split into two neat traingles I smiled.

Serves one.

all of a sudden im craving a cheese and tomato panini

"Dawud" wrote:

Ah yes, forgot about that period. I remember durring that period someone asked me "what religeon are you?" and I was going to say "I'm a Muslim." But instead I said "No religeon" I sort felt I'd told a lie, like my conscience was telling me I was a Muslim.

so your saying you were like Britney when she sang 'I'm not a girl, not yet a woman'

'k

Wasnt that a tad random?

"Snoopz" wrote:

all of a sudden im craving a cheese and tomato panini

heh, I have been craving those boiled tomatoes you can get for breakfast. Need to get a tin of it from somewhere. (unless you can use fresh? If so, speak up with the how)

he isnt literally talking of food.......i get where hes coming from

dawud is a very insipring guy, the stuff hes come through to be here today....mashallah

I prefer yaqub's story though but i have huge respect for converts(reverts), we where shown islam by our parents they where given the tawfeeq to come to islam.