“I shall rise and shine” — September 16, 2018

“I shall rise and shine”

Don’t worry about the random bold words. They aren’t for you.😛

Woke up to the sound of birds praising their Lord.

Woke up to the sunlight exploding from the white blinds.

Woke up to the smell of chai and toast.

Woke up to the giggles of my little brother.

Woke up with a quality that needs to be erased.

Woke up to the thought of December, APS attack.

Woke up with the thought that it’s my duty to spread the tiny bit of positivity I grow and loose.

We need to remember to smile. To feel the peace in nature. To remember we’re still alive. To remember that Allah gave us another chance to be closer to Him. To correct our previous mistakes. To be more appreciative and grateful. To not worry about how cliché this post might seem. 😂 Because what matters most is writing. Sigh.💔 I just hope I never stop writing, because the thoughts in my head can be lethal. Writing is important. What comes after it is secondary, you can keep it forever. You can burn it, like it never existed. Or you can share it, if you want. What matters most is letting the thoughts seep out of your being into the blank paper that yearns to be inked. ( In my case, inked by Inky lol, I’m so lame. Khair.)

Alhamdulillah.
Alhamdulillah ala kulle haal.

7:22 bus ride to Uni.☀

 INKY❄

 

 

Photo 32 — November 7, 2017

Photo 32

Assalamualaikum /Hi all

As you might know… I’M Sort of obssessed with the sky.

I’m not even joking when I say that sometimes looking at the sky change my mood.

Sometimes the night sky makes me think deep about life. It triggers the emotional side of me.

Here is a picture I took yesterday (and also edited it, I’m honest.😋) I’m trying to improve. Let’s see if it’s actually working.

Sometimes there is no word to truly describe NATURE. Just Say SubhanAllah!💙

Inky

Day 1: Angel — October 2, 2017

Day 1: Angel

Zoya from this awesome blog said that I should give the writing prompt a go and here I am. ONE DAY LATE….I know. 😝

Btw don’t forget to read this lovely post by Safiyah
Last year some people in the University had organised this small activity where you write a note to you someone.Butit could be anything like a ridiculously funny joke, an apology, a confession or simply something sweet for appreciation. BUT the notes had to remain anonymous.The group who orgamised this would send a team memeber to then deliver the mesaage (and any other item that you sent) without saying a word of who it’s from.

I too participated in this and sent note to a lovely friend of mine.As I reached home I soon discovered that she had figured out it was me and was very very happy for what I had written for her.The next day while I was waiting for the Proffessor to make her entry a student whom I’d never seen before came up to me and handed me a small piece of paper. Better late than never, huh?! You guesses it! I got a note  from a friend. Amongst all usual Uni stress and having a bad day, reaching home late etc. this note was something that gave me positive energy and a reason to smile more. Alhamdulillah for such lovely friends. 💖 

Now you must me wondering how is all this related to the word prompt ANGEL.Umm thank you for your patience that you read rill here. Haha! Well, the girl who gave me the note, her name/nickname is Angel. 😇

To say thank you to her I wrote a little something that I’d like to share.
​Pieces of paper, before me stands. 

Unexpected beauty, I did not demand. 
Words in mauve, in my hand.

Heart full of joy, oh so Grand.
Given from a friend, I should foever thank.

Because she’s an Angel, of high rank.



-Inky

Memories-Chapter 3 — September 14, 2017

Memories-Chapter 3

You can also read MEMORIES INTRO and Chapter 1. Chapter 2.

dividerOnce upon a time….umm half a decade ago? During holidays my mother insisted that I get up from bed because I had slept enough.There was no use of protest because she wouldn’t give up and make sure that I’m out of bed. So I thought she wants me off this bed and I did that.And still half asleep walked silently into her empty bedroom and fell asleep there.As I fell asleep my thoughts awakened and  were running wild and I was assembling words in my dream after I had made up two sentenced that made a little sense, I couldn’t stop.Thus, a poem was born in my head.

However, the only problem now was to remember the poem.We all know that there are tonnes of dreams that we forget as soon as we get up. I didn’t wish to forget this.The sound of  my mother calling me distracted me from my thoughts and concentration of trying to save the poem in my mind.Finally, I got up and with my eyes half closed went to my bedroom and without doing a thing grabbed a piece of paper and clumsily searched for a pencil and jot down every word I could remember.Some may think that was a clever thing to do nonetheless no one knows how horrible my handwriting was plus, the amount of time it took for me to actually decode the text later one.Anyway, here it is.I won’t explain it I’ll let you wonder.

P.S it was a gift for my parents.They were proud of it. 🙂 (Obviously it’s kiddish but it is also raw.My sister actually suggested that I share a picture, but I don’t want your eyes to get a heart attack by looking at my handwriting. You’ve welcome. 😛 )

As told by the rose

Don’t let the thorns fool you
I am a fragile bud

Just give me some time to settle in
and have some fun

Surely after all this
I’m sure a day will come

I will be all grown up
with petals like pink bubble gum

Though my thorns will be pointy
they won’t matter much

Ad by seeing the petals
they won’t be remembered much

I’m sure a day will come
when all this won’t be the same

My thorns won’t be stiff and strong
my petals won’t to look the same

Also that I’ll look wrinkled and dry
and my petals begin to fall

don’t worry about me because
that is what’s going to happen to all

even though they might be better than
or they may not be good at all

This ‘is’ what will happen to all

l just leave me and let me fade away
and don’t worry about me at all

But before all this I want you to know

I want to ask for forgiveness from you
for doing wrong to you all

Because you are the best parents anyone
could ever wish hope to wish for (at all)

*Be sure to remember me in your prayer
And In sha Allah! we’ll meet in heaven
where all those who ask for forgiveness before they die are.*

INKY

Reigning back focus — May 22, 2017
Longer — May 15, 2017

Longer

The longer I stay awake, the more I walk,
The more I walk, the more my legs ache!

Desperately begging for me to stop,
But my racing thoughts won’t allow it.

Until I shut my eyes tight,
And enter the world of dreams.

Where midnight madness ends,
But nightmares begin to scream.

The Uniquely Me Tag — May 10, 2017

The Uniquely Me Tag

Hey guys!
So Tehreem nominated me for this. 😀 I thought I should do it before I forget. XD
Here goes first the RULES:
1. Thank the person that nominated you for this tag and link to their blog.
2. Write as many things that are unique to you as possible.
3. Nominate up to 10 bloggers or as many as you like.
4. You can take this tag as seriously or non-seriously as you like.

I know I have probably done a few posts like this. So I have no idea how ‘unique’ this post will be. 😛

1- When I was small I wanted to marry a rich prince so there were chances of me hopping on to a spaceship and going to the see the moon! XD
2- I can not drink coffee.
3-I am definitely supposed to be studying right now. Or wait I deserve a break but not this long. 😛
4-I have sooo many books to read. The list keeps expanding.Just waiting for SUMMER! 😀
5-I took a nice butterfly picture and it turned out nicely.I will definitely call it an achievement no matter what anyone thinks.

6- I still haven’t put up an ABOUT ME page. XD
7-I have always liked plants and flowers.But I felt scared what if I can’t take care of them. Back in maybe November I think…a lovely friend of mine had given me a plant with lovely flowers.  ❤ ❤ I took care of it till today and it really taught me about life.I know it sounds weird that a plant taught me something, but it really did. 😦 Sadly, now I feel it is going to die.Please pray for my plant! Plus a friend of mine gave me a huge flower bouquet Alhamdulillah those flowers are doing great. 😀  ❤
8-I have felt best when I managed to bring my day dreams to reality.
9- While people would be busy taking selfies, I’d rather take a picture of the sky. ❤
10-I believe that sometimes we get things we don’t deserve.I mean that in a both good and bad way. 🙂

My nominations:
Anyone who is reading this right now.Haha!

INKY

 

THE BLUE SKY TAG — May 8, 2017

THE BLUE SKY TAG

THE BLUE SKY TAG

sounds so interesting right? 😀
And it reminds me of one of my posts which talks about Why is the sky blue?

So yeah I have been nominated by the ahmazing blogger Scottish Muslimah. Thank you so very much! And guys you must check out her blog, you might regret it if you do not. 😛

The rules for the tag are as follows:-

* Answer the 11 questions given to you.

* Nominate and tag 11 people.

* Give 11 questions for your nominees.

Here are my answers to Scottish Muslimah’s questions:

Do you prefer hot or cold weather?

Cold because it is something new where I live. 😛

What are you most afraid of?

Alot of things.One of them are cats and dogs. Sadly.  😦

What is your favourite animal?

Horse ( I guess.) I also like fishes. 😛

What is your favourite smell?

Umm, flowers. I think Jasmine and Lilly of the valley.

Are you an early bird or a night owl?

Definitely an early bird.

How many people have seen you cry?

Alot I mean since when? Like this year or umm well yeah anyway alot.

When was the last time you laughed until it hurt and what made you laugh?

Hmm it has been a long time.

What book or film made you cry the most?

I’m being so honest, I really don’t think there was  a movie that made me cry alot. But when I watched ICE AGE (the first one) the first time I cried in the end!

What is your favourite time of day?

Morning! When the sun is almost out.

If you could have any career or job you wanted, what would it be?

Maybe a Teacher? Maybe a writer? I really don’t know. XD

If you were in a room with Donald Trump what would you say to him?

Say to him ‘Kaif al haal?’ Which is how are you in Arabic and see his reaction. XD

Nominees:

Miss Tanveer rauf
Beparvah
Hia Khan
Ashley
thari
Ryan Stone
Ahmed Saiz
Shreya
Tam
Lili
Yusra

And my questions are:

1-What is one small thing that can make you smile?
2-What was the name of the last book that you read? How was it?
3-Alot of people NEED coffee or tea to begin their day. Don’t you think that it is right if someone says that they should be more dependent? 😛
4-If you were to learn a new language which one would it be?
5-Are you an early bird or a night owl?
6-What do you like most about blogging?
7-What’s your best childhood memory?
7-If you hear the word beautiful what comes to your mind?
8-If you think of the word terrible what comes first in your head?
9-Are you thinking I am out of questions now? 😛
10-Would you rather go the moon or under the ocean? Explain why!
11-What country are you from?

Memories-Chapter 1 — April 29, 2017

Memories-Chapter 1

Read the INTRO here.

Ahh guys so sorry this so late.I told a few people that I will upload this soon or Saturday…but yeah didn’t exactly specify which Saturday.Haha. XD Life is like squeezing every ounce of energy out of me.
Thank you so much everyone for your words of encouragement. They mean lot!
Anyway here it is, I hope you like. 🙂 Let me know what you think of this.

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Since as long as I can remember, I have always loved stories. Stories made my eyes sparkle with joy. They made me believe in what others may not believe in or help me to imagine more, as well as to ignite curiosity. A friend of my father had told me a story of how a little girl in the village (I really forgot the name) had been taught by her parents to always pray two Rakahs to Allah for anything she needed/wanted. That little girl obeyed. Whenever she would pray she would mostly ask for candy. And her parents knew about it and therefore while she was busy, they would quickly put some candy under her prayer mat or behind her without her noticing.

However, one day she wanted candy in the middle of the night. She did what she had always done. She stood on the prayer mat and behind her were stood nervous parents who didn’t have any candy left in the house. Unfortunately, they couldn’t go out to the shops and buy since all of the shops were closed at this hour of the night. They anxiously waited for what will happen after she had finished praying. That is when a miracle occurred. As soon as the little girl finished praying and picked up the prayer mat she smiled from ear to ear because she saw that Allah had (as always) given her what she asked for. Lots of candy! Her parents were overjoyed to see her so happy and filled with satisfaction. This story influenced me to a great extent. The little eight-year-old me was eager to try this myself, I also convinced my four-year-old sister to join me.

 The two of us put our prayer mats and prayed to get not candy, but a whole meal. We prayed to Allah to give us roasted chicken (or was it chicken Mandi?). I specifically remember we had turned of the lights of the room (thought it was evening time) and stood in front of the window. We waited impatiently as we watched busy people and zooming cars from the window. Our plan was to keep looking outside so that when Allah sends down some angels, the angels don’t shy away. In other words, we wanted to see the Angels with full meal that they would put under our prayer mats. When we couldn’t wait any longer or felt hopeless we would sneak a look behind us. What confirmed, that the angels had not arrived was that our prayer mats didn’t look swollen. Yes, logic.

The funny truth is that our parents had no clue about this and couldn’t possibly come and put the roasted chicken. We checked under the mat and waited for a long time. Alas, no sign or smell of roasted chicken. The only thing left to do was fold back the prayer mat and put it in its right place. However, when we were doing it, the doorbell rang and we rushed to the door. There we saw our lovely father with his hands full. He held two huge small bags which he had brought from the restaurant. It was exactly what we prayed for, roasted chicken (or chicken Mandi).

We were extremely happy that our prayers were answered. Even though they were answered in an unexpected way. Our mission was accomplished and we felt proud of our little magical achievement. This whole incident was inspired by the girl who wanted to candy. She taught my sister and I that asking Allah sincerely will result in happiness. Furthermore, our experience taught us that your prayers can be answered in a way that may be unpredictable. Nonetheless, we must hold on to hope and have faith that our prayers will sooner or later be answered.

It has been almost a decade since this incident yet I never forget. I can’t ever forget the feeling or the scenes of how we got what we wanted. Of how Allah SWT does know what is in every heart. Plus, how we might assume different ways of achieving something but ultimately what has to reach us will in the way that Allah pleases.

When I think about it now, I tell myself I have known how to get what I wanted. Yet, someday I do not get what I want. Why is that? Is is that my heart isn’t as innocent and faithful as when I was young? Am I distracted and begin to believe more in resources on earth than from above? Or maybe it is just that not all our prayers are answered immediately. Some may never we be answered on earth. BUT for them we will be rewarded for in Paradise (Jannah).

Do you think this story was influential? Do you remember prayers that were answered in an unusual way?

-INKY

Photo 30 — April 5, 2017