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Sorry if you can't read the text but this was too cute not to add in my blog

Where There is a Will!

I met an Atheist in my life for the first time in the form of a colleague. It was a shocking experience for me. It's like if you see something disturbing on television, it seems fine but happening with you is an experience you might not handle. Turning from the religion he grew up in, he had become extremely bitter, third form of bitter. He had perfect counter arguments to everything we grew up believing in. And I must say he was good in arguments, I never won. Just like the fact that shorter the circle of a faith, ready and strong their arguments will be. My unconditional belief in my religion never made me think otherwise, blasphemous things that he said.

Once I talked to him something about Quran and I was speechless when he said Quran is just a book written 1400 years ago, for the people of that time, useless in today’s world. And I was speechless because I dint have any argument to counter him. That was because of lack of proper knowledge of Quran though I have recited it all my life. I don’t remember feeling embarrassed then but I’m reading this book, Muhammad (SAW) Prophet for Our Time by Karen Armstrong, where I found a perfect argument and it made me feel this is the thing I should have known then to counter him. And here is the answer to why the 1400 year old teachings of Quran are still as helpful and applicable as that era.

The Quran is the Holy word of God. And his authority remains absolute. But Muslims know that it is not always easy to interpret. Its laws were designed for a small community, but a century after their prophet’s death, Muslims ruled a vast empire stretching from the Himalayas to Pyrenees. There circumstances were entirely different from those of the Prophet and the first Muslims and Islam had to change and adapt. The first essays in Muslim history were written to address current perplexities. How could Muslims apply the Prophet’s insights and practices to their own times? When the early biographers told the story of his life, they tried to explain some of the passages in the Quran by reproducing the historic context in which these particular revelations had come down to Muhammad. By understanding what had prompted a particular Quranic teaching, they could relate to their own situation by means of a disciplined process of analogy.  

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It is like a common sense for a Muslim to know this but it was a matter that I was dumbfounded at such a blasphemy and felt sick that my brain didn’t work enough to counter. Also the reason that he is guy who will never listen to you, no matter what!

I feel light today!

Join the Dots, Make Some Memories

Oh the time when we played this! How we waited for this time with a longing, didn't make the most out of it while we still could and all the little time we spent became sweetly painful memories.

I wait for these times to come again, only when times are even better and happier. How we had to play it silently and laugh silently. How i came to know a new rule which made sense when i thought about it. And i won, yes :-)

A Pity the Fools!

This is the article taken from Wikipedia. While it is nothing against Wikipedia itself, my heart cries a thousand tears reading this. I’m not a good Muslim, knowing all the teachings, I don’t follow them all so I’m not a good Muslim but for something like this, I’m outraged but helpless. It’s like if some effin relative treats me badly, I don’t give a fuck but if they act bad with any of my family members, I can’t do anything because I’m not trained to be disrespectful but I hate them from the core of my heart. Read on and you will know. 

 Everybody Draw Mohammed Day was an event held on 20 May 2010 in support of free speech and freedom of artistic expression of those threatened by violence for drawing representations of the Islamic Prophet Muhammad. It began as a protest against censorship of an American television show, South Park, "201" by its distributor, Comedy Central, in response to death threats against some of those responsible for the segment. If only they know why Muslims protested. Maybe their faiths, whatever they are, allows them to make fun of their religious guides, Islam doesn’t. And no Muslim will allow anyone else to do that. Observance of the day began with a drawing posted on the Internet on April 20, 2010, accompanied by text suggesting that "everybody" create a drawing representing Muhammad, on May 20, 2010, as a protest against efforts to limit freedom of speech. You call that freedom of speech or an ultimate act of cowardice?

U.S. cartoonist Molly Norris of Seattle, Washington, created the artwork in reaction to Internet death threats that had been made against cartoonists Trey Parker and Matt Stone for depicting Muhammad in an episode of South Park. Depictions of Muhammad are explicitly forbidden by a few hadiths (sayings of and about Muhammad), though not by the Qur'an. If it isn’t written in the Holy Book, does that mean we can go about doing as we think? This is a level at which no non-believer can reach; shallow as they are, so let’s not hold anything against them. Postings on RevolutionMuslim.com (under the pen name Abu Talha al-Amrikee; later identified as Zachary Adam Chesser) had said that Parker and Stone could wind up like Theo van Gogh, a Dutch filmmaker who was shot to death by a Muslim extremist, who afterwards pinned a letter to his body with a knife. The individuals running the website later denied that the postings were threats, although they were widely perceived as such.

Norris said that if people draw pictures of Muhammad, Islamic terrorists would not be able to murder them all, and threats to do so would become unrealistic. I’m sorry, is Norris a four year old? With an undeveloped brain? Unrealistic you say? Within a week, Norris' idea became popular on Facebook, was supported by numerous bloggers, and generated coverage on the blog websites of major U.S. newspapers. As the publicity mounted, Norris and the man who created the first Facebook page promoting the May 20 event disassociated themselves from it. Well played! Nonetheless, planning for the protest continued with others "taking up the cause".^[2] Facebook had an "Everybody Draw Mohammed Day" page, which grew to over 100,000 participants (101,870 members by May 20). A protest page on Facebook against the initiative, named "Against ‘Everybody Draw Mohammed Day'", attracted slightly more supporters (106,000 by May 20).^[3] Oh, I see how ‘unrealistic’ they have managed to make it! Beat at their own game. 

Subsequently, Facebook was temporarily blocked by Pakistan; the ban was lifted after Facebook agreed to block the page for users in India and Pakistan. Like it mattered! Some so-called Muslims continued using it even during the ban. 

In the media, Everybody Draw Mohammed Day attracted both support from commentators who felt that the campaign represented important issues of freedom of speech, and the need to stand up for this freedom, as well as criticism from other commentators who found the initiative crass, juvenile, and needlessly offensive. Crass, juvenile and needlessly offensive it was!

It’s more than a year now since this happened and there wasn’t a single occasion when my outrage at this thing got milder. I was a Facebook freak, used it almost religiously, regularly, but I deactivated my account on the first day of the ban and never went back. 99% people returned to that damned social networking after the ban was lifted, a big percentage of these people were using Facebook even during the ban. I’m proud to say I didn’t nor ever felt the urge to go back there. I will always…always inwardly dislike the people who are still on Facebook. People kill for the love of religion, bear mortal pain and give away their lives but this was only a tiny test of faith, a very tiny test of faith. And very few Muslims managed to take it. 

I’m not the judge of what’s wrong and what’s right in the eyes of Allah, maybe this wasn’t a big deal at all, but personally, such Muslims are no-good in my eye. These Muslims also include my friends and relatives but it doesn’t make them any less disliked in my eyes. Saying, ‘oh, but we only use it once in a while, almost never’, is a pathetic excuse. What do we use Facebook for? Like we cannot survive if we don’t have a social circle in the virtual world. Weren’t we talking and breathing and happy while there were no Facebook yet? For females, it is just to find guys who find their pictures cute, tell them they love their activities, showoff their activities to their friends, to find a random guy trying to make friends with them. For guys, it is just finding more and more girls, to look at their pictures, flirt and to see more n more girls in their friends’ list to show off to other guys. And if there is any other reason, it more or less comes to the same point mentioned above. To stay informed of others’ activities is same as poking their noses in the lives of people who have allowed it. Something is fun up to the point it doesn't start getting offensive at someone else's expense. Deactivating Facebook doesn’t make me a better Muslim, but it gives me a certain kind of joy that I could show support to our Holy Prophet Muhammad SAW.   

P.S. These are just my views, not necessarily be anyone else's. I cannot do much if anyone finds it offensive, because if they have it, i have a 'freedom of speech' too!  

Artiste Moi!

Some of my best artistic work. I draw occasionally, either when i get a spark or a sudden urge and i always copy. I'm not creative enough to draw on my own. I want to learn how to paint and sketch, my drawings fine, admit it or not, i think so.

Is that a perfect copy or what!?!

It looks like it would have used some more work but it was a 10 minute thing and its pretty OK.

'Love for Music'

I drew it with pastel colors on the wall of my room.

I drew it with my hand instead of a brush

Watchoo doin' tonight, pretty mama!

Not bad, eh?

I have a hope in sketching.

e he he he!

I planned to write all 99, still unfinished.

Made 5 people smile with this.

Badshahi Mosque. My favorite draw.

:)

Doodly Doodly Doos

Come again?!? :)

Bahhh!!

Inspired!

They don’t like my jeans, they don’t get my hair

Yeah, they don’t. And the heading, I don’t mean it literally. It’s just that people don’t or rather, don’t want to understand other people. I mean, they are thrusting their view points and other shit on them all the time without bothering to know what they think….or to take it seriously even if they do bother. And what do they expect in return? Repellent forces? Well, they get that all right! If you try to be your judge in front of them, it doesn’t help; it just makes you more of a freak than you already are in their eyes. Everyone is just so busy being selfish …. And I’m not saying I’m outta list of ‘everyone’. This is nothing sad. It’s just something you cannot help if you are the subject… so we wait until the quest is over; knowing deep down that all the search will get you nothing more than you couldn’t without the quest…

unicornrainbowfairyangelprincess

This deserves to be on my blog. I though this was very cute. After looking at it my sis said "Yawwnn", she said that because...... she's my sister!!! :)
What's that thing called you ladies put as a boundary on your dresses? :)
And these black lines are not the evil vibes coming outta me. That's the whooshing sound from jumping in the air :)
And that blue thing is not water, its a trampoline...OOOhh, that's why the jumping thiiing....now i get it :) 

hello my name Asma, I like watch moviefilm. i wana franship wit u. i am inocen girl. I like also flower and pink thing. i am unicornrainbowfairyangelprincess

Mia

I love Mia so much. When I’m holding her, I love to look at her closely, her pretty, button nose; her unblinking, always-observing, beautiful eyes; her pink cheeks. She’s so soft and tiny and I love to hold her but not for much long because either she gets bored after a while or it tires my arm :D Her smile can brighten up my day, even if she’s not smiling at me, the beautiful smile with two tiny teeth showing out of her gums. When I’m not home, I sometimes get a whiff of the way she smells and it makes me miss her. Sometimes she looks at me suddenly with an expression like she is taking in who is it holding me instead of my mom which I find very funny. It never fails to make me laugh the way she dances when I sing or play the “na na na na na” part of the song Rompe or any ringtone. When I get back home, no matter how tired I am or how much work I have to do, I pick her up and she lets me pick her up gladly because she knows this person will take her out for a walk and will show birdies, something which fascinates her a lot. There's a new thing she has started doing and that's fighting with me, which i enjoy a lot. Everyone ROFL when she does that in her 'ya ya' language with her face getting red and eyes wide open and in her highest volume while i just keep saying why do you take off my spectacles Mia :-) When we leave her to crawl around the house, she reminds me of the chicks i had and loved, who used to run around the house and we used to feel like big foots in front of them. She’s my pretty little Mia and it’s such a beautiful experience to have a baby around for the first time in my life.

Doodle

A Doodle from the Doodle Buddy by a buddy :)

Loose Knots

This is only a thought, not the ultimate or the only thing and couldn’t have been put any better. Going out to all the men….. If only they can understand!

"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."  - Bob Marley

Courtesy: LandLady

That Snow Clad Mountain

No one can measure my love for mountains. I am simply fascinated by those colossal objects. The serenity, the peace, the quiet, the mountain houses, the mountain people and the welcoming environment is what makes them so attractive. I just cannot put in words my feelings which I get when I see the approaching mountains in the distance and as they start getting bigger, I go speechless and try to take in as much the view as my poor eyes can. 

Anyway, here is the picture of a snow clad mountain I took in April 2010 when I went to the Northern areas. I literally got images of this view in my head for days. The chains of green mountains and then one, majestic, snow clad peak. Our tour guide told us that snow clad mountain is in Kashmir. Kashmir, a place I long to visit. The place where I took the photo from is a little above the Neelum River, a river which flows in to Kashmir in the Neelum Valley, so we were, in a way, standing opposite to that heavenly place. 

Writing it down, I don’t think I’m as expressive as I wanted to be. Looking through the binoculars, I could see that snow clad peak more clearly, alluring the onlooker towards the beauty it is holding, standing solidly, with a sort of a silent authority, enough to leave me crippled with a desire to reach there!       

Why I Like Baby Girls

This is some random blog i read n i was thrilled there are people out there who share my point of view. I love baby girls n I'm saying that because i don't like boys; babies, teens, men, old, all! Every word written in this blog post is just what i feel and there are other things about girls too which i like, they are sensitive and caring and no matter how tough or strong, they have soft corners alright! There's a lot more i can say on this topic which I'll do later maybe. So here's that blog post.

What is it about girls that everyone wants one? I am sure, on the back of the news that Victoria Beckham is having a girl after three boys, there are many women who are green with envy. It used to be we all wanted boys – they fight wars, earn money, protect us when our menfolk are away. But we’ve all moved on from that. Now, all anyone wants is a girl. I hear it all the time, pregnant women who tell me they are hoping for a girl. 'I just wouldn’t know what to do with a boy,’ they say.

I know how they feel for I have three boys and one girl. When I had my first son Raymond 14 years ago, I was convinced he was a girl. I couldn’t imagine myself having a boy. When I called my mother after giving birth to tell her I’d had a boy and not a girl she said, 'Oh dear. I hope you’re not too disappointed.’ But I adjusted. I just assumed the next one would be a girl.

But it wasn’t. It was Leonard, now eight and the one after that was Jerry, six. It was only when I’d persuaded my husband to try for a fourth that I decided to get a bit more proactive about getting a girl. I went online and got a kit. I took my temperature on a daily basis, changed my diet, and finally got a girl. The day the doctor told me I cried for joy for hours on end.

But why did I want one so? Why do women such as myself and Mrs Beckham become so desperate we will continue to have children and go to all sorts of extreme lengths, just so we can put the pink balloons out?

For me, it’s partly probably to do with the fact that I have such a close relationship with my mother. I know boys love their mothers. I know my boys adore me, and at the moment, I am their only shining light of womanhood. But one day some other person is going to come along and take my place and then...they will go. Not in their entirety but away they will sail off in to a land of love and possibly paternity and all I will be is mother-of-the-groom and granny-once-removed. When children come along I shall have to bite my tongue and be secondary in the pecking order to the Other Grandmother.

But a girl…oh girls don’t go! Girls are so nice to their mothers. They ring them and talk to them and care and share with them. I adore my mother. We have great fun together. The thought of not experiencing that relationship with a daughter of my own made me desperate for a girl.

But there are other things; I am not a particularly 'girly’ person but even I cannot help but feel entranced by little girls’ clothes. There was a long standing joke in my family about how, every Christmas, I bought my endless amount of nieces beautiful clothes. Apparently I used to hand out these presents with a great look of yearning in my eyes. Now, despite my supposed hatred of shopping, my daughter and I career round the shops picking up little pairs of sparkly shoes.

There is also something that is, for me, more intellectually satisfying about a girl. My brother, who is very intellectual, said he only ever wanted girls as girls interested him mentally more than he thought boys ever would. He has three daughters now and is very happy. It’s true that I find my daughter more complex than my sons, even though she is just four. In some ways she is easier. She understands that she can’t run screaming round the library, a concept the boys could never grasp. She can sit still on aeroplanes. She can behave in restaurants. She doesn’t want to destroy/climb/take apart everything. She even says things like, 'can I go to bed now?’ whereas I have to drag my three boys by their hair to get them upstairs, even when their eyelids have hit the floor.

In other ways she’s more tricky. She talks non-stop and spends her life asking endless questions. She also obviously mimics me – she plays with her hair and pouts when she looks in the mirror and the boys says, 'ooh, you’re just like mummy.’

I am sure the business brains surrounding the Beckhams already have dollar signs ringing in their eyes. A fourth football-loving Beckham boy would have been nice but nothing to write home about. But a girl Beckham? The marketing possibilities are endless. But I bet that’s not why Victoria Beckham wanted a girl. She just wants someone more like her than those boys and who can possibly blame her for that?

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/family/8381391/Why-everyone-wants-a-girl.html
 

My Heart Out

Dear bloggie,

I'll be sleeping today with a low morale and a broken heart. I feel so wretched and miserable (Gawwd, i feel stupid writing this sentence). I know writing a journal is not my thing, i despise it, but today i want to let it out because its eating me away. I need to let it out but i don't want to.... because i fucking don't know myself what the hell is wrong. Some people have it all..they fucking have it all. Everyday i am reminded of the fact how 'perfectly' things are going for me in the long run, that I'll be stuck in time just as i am right now and will be as stagnant as ever.

Okay, this is not being ungrateful, not at all, I'm thankful for a lotta things, but there are other things which are more frustrating, which takes over my life. Nothing catches my interest, nothing makes me happy or excited, i want to be away from people even more now, i don't get tensed or stressed out, its like I'm numb to all the feelings and emotions (which I'm thankful for most of the times).

Anyway, that's it. i feel such a DRAMA QUEEN writing all this, but at least its out!   

When i was going up the stairs, 

i met a man who wasn't there.

He wasn't there again today,

i wish, i wish he would go away..

My Cousin's Post

I write a blog where I write about fashion, lifestyle, health and recipes etc. I have a 12 year old cousin who lives in my house practically all day and goes home only to sleep. So watching me write blogs every day, she got inspired or something and when I allowed her to use my pc one day in her spare time, she wrote this blog, asking what is that thing called which you write every day and told me shes gonna write one today.

I was really impressed with what she wrote, considering that she studies in some local not-so-good school and who everyone considers a dumb girl. Other than the spelling mistakes and the bad English, I was really happy with her writing, the headings, lists and all. So this is what she wrote.

 Recipee…

Cheese balls.

Macronies. (she means macaroni)

Noodles.

Chana chat.

Pratha rool.

Cheomiones. (she means chowmin here)

Cheese balls.

When we make cheese balls we use these things some are as follow ……

Ingridents….

One packet cheese.

One cup rice. (rice in cheeseballs?)

Some salt.

White paper.

Some flore.

Red mirch powder.

Baking powder. (she intends to make the cheese’foot’balls with baking powder I guess :-D)

Corn flore.

Garnishing for salad. (where did salad come in cheeseballs?)

Some ring onions. (she means onion cut in rings)

Some ring tamatoes.

Round cut lemon. (lemon cut in two)

Some salt.

Peprica powder.

Some zera.

Making cheese balls.

First we do we take a ball (play with it and come back to our recipe) add some cheese , one cup rice ,some salt, 

Red mirchi , powder , baking powder , corn floar , mix them , get it shape round. Ok,a fri the pan . add some oil .  fri these cheese balls.serve it with your self (lol).

And serve it with salad.

Director; asma.

Creator;;rahima gul.  [thanks]

(this is the part I liked the most, she asked me what is a director, I told her someone who tells you how to do some work. I had no idea what she was asking me for and she used it because I was instructing her how to use Word and all. That was intelligent!)

Sugar n Pepper

Cooking is a big deal for me because I cook only occasionally, mostly when I’m worked up and I want a diversion. I almost never cook the same thing twice and never the usual everyday food. Though I have made a lot of desserts and dishes but these are the photos of only some of them.

I don’t have the photos of some of the other good things I made like the icecream sundae with the whole chocolate sprinkling and wafer, lasagna, Subway styled sandwiches, chocolate mousse and other stuff I can’t recall right now. I’m a pro in making macaroni and spaghetti and these are the only things I have made more than once. I’ll keep adding more of my ‘achievements’ when I get back to the kitchen, till then, have a laugh at these.   

 

 

This is the chocolate walnut cake i made. It was good,my first try at some actual cake.

The cake of my 20th birthday. It's called Death by Chocolate. It was awesome, just thought it would be fun to put this up as well :)

Cake of my 21st birthday :) Its called Moca Java

Tis' like a cooking show, right? :) It was when i made brownies, dint turn out really well

This is some cake i made, just the sponge, the cream and the strawberries, wasn't good :)

My second try at pizza. The dough was bad which made it inedible :D The topping was good though

I can hear people say, "what in the name of God is this???" These are the chocolate chip cookies people :) i know, i know, it was my first try, cut me some slack :)

When i made doughnuts the first time, ahhh, the time... i thought i might put Dunkin Donuts to shame, lol. They were fine if we dont go to how they turned out :)

A little blurred, i know.Tthis was an achievement because i had this salad in some restaurant and i tried it at home the next day and it was pretty good. 

Behold!! these are the cupcakes i made and man did they turn out amazing. I also sent these to some of my relatives and they loved it too. The best part is, i loved these n that's what matters actually :)