No human being can be more human than another human being. I liberate you from my ignorance!
I am so grateful for having such a job which allows me to mingle with those wonderful women. Those women have been deprived of education and that air of independence and freedom I currently enjoy. These feelings did not happen overnight as I had to pay upfront and stand lonely during the last seven years. I have tribal roots, but I usually have that feeling of being rootless. Maybe it stems from being single so far. Girls who do not get married at age 25 considered leftovers and spinsters, but people show me respect and courtesy while I will be turning 30 after three months. I have discovered that we convey the message to others about the methodology of decently treating or mistreating us as WOMEN. We are the preys and the perpetrators.
Where I live, women care much about gold, banquets, dowry, and trousseau! we have to buy such and such not to make others belittling us. we should buy twenty bed sheets, ten quilts, four kitchen gadgets, two kids’ rooms even before consummation, mats, spacious flats, etc even if you are insolvent since you have to do so!. Egyptians usually say ” الجواز ستر” which means marriage is a protection for women, but those are mere restraints.
Marriage is a bundle of clemency, love, unwavering support, and equality. It is not an arena to wrestle with others or to show off while you are paraplegic and suffocated with debts and ignorance. Recently. I get used to witnessing such situations and gladly I have met Mona. Mona is a divorced woman and a mother of three-year old child. She can read and write but she is living on the dole for divorced women and it is pittance unfortunately! Mona and I had many conversations together as we are at the same age but with different priorities and standpoints. She has experienced bitterness as he ex-husband was thrusting her daily for months. Now, she is living with her parents and siblings serving them without any attention to her needs nor pain.
If I did not know Islam well, I would curse my religion! But Islam came down to eradicate the customs and traditions of Arabs. We were objectified as we were goods and chattels inherited to anyone. I think our bygone is insurmountable as those traditions defiantly and forcefully encase our religion and deliberately obliterate it! In Islam the most sinful things are taking orphans’ rights and wrongly smearing women’s reputations. I have also met Fatima with her broken fist as her father kept beating her until she gave him money. Should we bear any filial love towards our parents without receiving their paternal compassion in the first place?? Should I feel loony and offbeat as I do not think much of being married or having a child? I am not an ostrich inclining to bury myself under any circumstances. My relationship with human beings is neither trustworthy nor sustainable. I enjoy being woman from the upper with those tribal roots as they are gurus to stand up against such superfluous superficiality.
Life is lived only once. but experiences are perennial. We are mere portable memories and we voluntarily choose whether to discard or to carry all the way. We are blessed to be WOMEN as we are equals only walk side by side and go hand in hand. Thankfully, my goes have come in handy and I finally feel success and contentment.
That picture is taken from another fellow, so excuse me my friend 🌻
A lot of things we can do through this crazy time. Please read to make that world bearable. Covid19 is a lesson, and history is full of many lessons, but we never heed intentionally or unintentionally! Those are 100 books, so read and fathom well.
My lord, you have not given me what I was longing for even the bare minimum. You have made my fate in comparison with my hopes and wishes like a lantern among outnumbered stars. Glory be to God whether he gives or withholds. I am thankful that you have guided me towards wisdom. Grateful for realising that the light of the lantern is much stronger inside home than those far further stars. Stars which we can only see on the rooftop even if the sky is full of them.
When we suffer from life’s residues. Residues of combating afflictions and scourges. They have different modalities causing incurable fissures. They abate only when life gets better-off, but never evaporate! I would like to thank 1107 followers because they have decided to read my scribbles, and share my walled garden. I never expected having such followers within a few months. Thanks a million!
I have only three months to change some things in my life. First and foremost, I will look more at the mirror praising my facial features and challenging myself. Yes. I accept who I am, but I can be better. Three months to go on a vegan diet sounds good!
Secondly, let bygones be bygones, therefore I have unblocked some people and had good conversations with old friends. There was neither grudge nor envy. A lot of things have mystified me. I never stopped asking why? I was good! Why did they purport that? This was deleterious and utterly ridiculous! Do not look behind your back as definitions belong to the definers not the defined.
I finished reading all the books. They were informative and page-turner ones. Different genres including religious books, shiite and sunni Muslims, autobiographies, African Americans, apartheid, and politics. Finally, I do not see myself as a hollow pumpkin! Outlooks should be renewed otherwise you are an animated cadaver!
I deep down believe that life is a solo journey. Sometimes it transfixes you, and sometimes it insists on humiliating you! It is motley and full of contradictions. However, we always embrace and clutch to it.
Finally, the first chapter was long and somehow mundane. There is a feeling of happiness tinged with bitterness. I was trekking, and I will keep doing so. Nothing is absolute!
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
When I remember who I am, I read the prophet book, Gibran Khalil Gibran with the song, https://m.soundcloud.com/haydarhamid/dnlywl3n7wvy
“People are enemies for what they do not know”. Seven years ago, I was one of those people; insular unable to digest differences. Ostensibly, it is our nature to avert what we have no idea about. Death, for example, is ambiguous whatever our beliefs. You believe as a Christian, Muslim, and Jew in the Day Of Judgement. For atheists and others, bodies are cremated converting into ashes or simply going to decompose without believing in paradise nor hell. Remembering death is not a nice thing to talk about but it is inevitable and somehow restful!
How much have I changed through these years? A lot! How many things have got unfolded before my eyes? Most of them! Am I still chauvinistic appreciating only my surrounding? Not in the least. I have been learning through defying ambiguity and deleting that word “CIRCUMSTANCES” from my own dictionary as we can not step down from living our lives. Changes match only with adversities and bitterness.
It took seven years of my age to be that person who I enjoy its company today. Four years were spent on awaiting for life to sweeten, while the other three years were spent on stripping my soul to keep only the childish part and getting rid of what had sapped me for years. Therefore I aired my mind to forget stale notions that never served my life. Mingling with the handicapped people was the last phase of my spiritual growth and mental health.
Now, I am poised to move up with a pure soul and a receptive mind. Failures and patience are parents of my resilience and strength. Unexpectedly, self-aggrandizing is the byproduct of that long-term process. Everyone is a mere companion, I may ask your advice, but you would never have the upper hand. I may open up, but that does not mean surrender. As I have learnt English from scratch on my own, I can do more with the reminder of downplaying those attainments.
“The fruit of the thought is safety”. Finally, reaping this fruit was arduous and deceitfully uneventful. However, those years what make me more humane. I am grateful for landing up where I am now.
“Life without struggles is like a tiger without stripes” indeed life does not believe in alibis. You have to savour firsthand rather than recieving futile commands even from well-versed people. Life is even-handed befalling everyone equally. The quota of scourges may differ in the shape, but believe me, it has the same calibration of pain and aches.
It churns my stomach when I think of my life and how much I am lagging behind my peers. However, these years were the price to get to where I am today. Actually, it is a paltry one in comparison with what I have learnt. Indeed, the world is your oyster having no limit to the opportunities open to you!
“Life consists of two days, one for you one against you. So when it’s for you don’t be proud or reckless, and when it’s against you be patient, for both days are test for you.”, Imam Ali.
Dear my friend,
Get rid of that relic, don your persistence, and then tread your path. Composure happens after boiling, melting, and many jolts. At the end, our to-do list is still full and there are many miles to go before we sleep.
Do not falter, do not grieve!
Everything is a double-edged sword having its yin and yang. Sometimes human beings misunderstand the cosmic message neglecting its essence. Therefore, regret is meaningless as we never lose. We may leave this world without getting the answer, and the importance of our question gradually dwarfs when we gain sagacity. Regret is a byproduct of hindsight, and an insidious hindrance. Winning stipulates playing. Who never savours failure, would never appreciate the taste of success. Yes. Regret is an eternal question you will never have the answer to, but still the catalyst to better your life. Shackles are the real gurus.
Born a crime book, Trevor Noah.
“To wisely live your life, you do not need to know much. Just remember two main rules for the beginning:
You better starve, than eat whatever, and better be alone than with whoever” This is a quote of the prominent philosopher Omar Khayyam. Two pieces of advice which crystallize the ideal life with healthy bodies and jubilant hearts.
Regarding food, we are the masters, and our bodies are mere acolytes. However, hearts blindly mastermind our lives. Recently, I pondered hard over how I could manage my life, what shackled me to better myself. How many times was I able to converge with my heart? I think the answer is never!
Hearts are easily portable, but still incorrigible. Their recalcitrance is ingrained incapable of overriding correctly. Three decades, and my heart is still floundering, soliciting support from others. Hearts were never destined to be loners. Hearts sprout among cliques in the form of family, friends, healthy relationships, and success.
Neither you nor your heart is a guru. Therefore, embrace each other’s choices as infallibility is not a quality of earthling creatures.
Yesterday I was reading the Qur’an and its commentary. I came across a sentence and contemplated its meaning a lot. The sentence was about the difference between human beings and other beings and the reason behind our superiority over them. We are the chosen ones because we have emotions. Yes! You read it correctly.
Emotions which enable us to comprehend actions and reactions. Emotions are a bundle of love, hatred, envy, empathy, anger, fear, serenity, etc. It is about the ability to be in your shoes. Without emotions, I would never be able to understand your angst . However, these emotions are the source of cruelties and crimes in the name of protection and love. How many times did we go astray because we misunderstood our emotions? How many times did we convey the wrong message of love to our beloved ones? How many times did we transgress in the name of sparing our own life?
Emotions what make human beings stand up for each other because we savoured life’s bitterness before. We are living in adjacent condos, without feelings, we would never overcome the walls in order to make friends, have spouses, witness our children, etc. How cruel this life would be with robots only obey commands without any feelings. Your heart is the real scale not your brain. I was mistaken when I thought the opposite many years ago.
The more space my heart gets, the more aware I become refraining from overseeing and judging others. Yes! I am higly ranked in the ecosystem because of that organ and its intelligence to differentiate. I have all the vibes, and the ability to choose what suits my ranking, and what relegates my humanity. The compass is in my hand, and I choose which direction to walk in. I am so grateful for having such journey. May Allah forgive me when I flounder but surely I will be back again.
Have a nice day and a peaceful life my friends and hola after months of not posting anything!
Thanks for every figure who taught us the importance of self-aggrandizing. The importance of dwelling in our cocoons until we get acquainted our real selves. Thanks for not clipping wings, letting us wander, and thrust between your relic “yesterday” and our future. Thanks for the slaps, ridiculing our entitlement, and your timing to get things done. Without savouring these, I would never have such familiarity with my new self. Obstacles are made for those who are incapable of keeping pace with the present. I am still fetching, wandering, but deep down satisfied with what I have done and still. Allah honoured me to instill, and give a hand to those who are less privileged than me. Therefore, do not ever question my entitlement as a woman. I can be your unwavering comrade and your warmest figure according to the situation. You choose which one to be by your side. Do not believe in the surface as it is a protection against beasts.
Happy Women’s Day.