The Question Was:
“Give Your Honest Opinion about Food Shortage in Rest of the WorLd”
The survey badLy FAiLED.
…
Because,
in AFRiCA,
people didn’t know what FOOD is.
CHiNESE didn’t know what OPiNiON is.
EUROPEANS didn’t know what ShORTAGE is.
PAKiSTANiS & iNDiANS didnt know what HONESTY is.
iSRAELiS didnt know what
‘UNiTED NATiONS’ is.
&
AMERiCANS didnt know what the hell
“REST OF THE WORLD” is?….
For those of you, who were not aware, I am sure, you will be surprised reading this brief. More than 1400 years and not a drop has lessened !!
Please read :- 
The ZamZam water level is around 10.6 feet below the surface.
Jesus DID NOT drink ALCOHOL [Numbers 6:1-4] Christians? They Drink. Muslims? DONT.
Jesus PRAYED in PROSTRATION [Matthew 26:39] Christians? Don’t. Muslims? DO….
Woman were under COVER [Genesis 24:64-5] Christians? Don’t. Muslims? DO it.
Jesus greeted with PEACE BE UPON YOU (Shalem Alekhum) [John 20:19] Present day Christians say: Hi hellow. Muslims say: PEACE BE UPON YOU (As salamu ‘Alaikum)
Jesus FASTED. [Genesis 4:2]. Chrstians today? Don’t. Muslims: DO.
Interest PROHIBITED. [Deuteronomy 23:19] Christians? LOL. Muslims? Don’t take it.
Who are the better followers of Jesus (pbuh)????
WE MUSLIMS ARE THE BETTER FOLLOWER OF JESUS (pbuh), THAN THE SO CALLED CHRISTIANS.
O People of the Scripture, why do you confuse the truth with falsehood and conceal the truth while you know [it]? [3:71]
And say, “Truth has come, and falsehood has departed. Indeed is falsehood, [by nature], ever bound to depart.” [Quran 17:81]
Once three friends came to the …New York city. They decided to stay in a hotel during the visit. It so happened that their room ended up being on the 60th floor.
The policy of the hotel was that every night after 12:00 a.m. the elevators are shut down for security reasons. So on the next day, the three friends rented a car and went out to explore the city.
They enjoyed movies, concerts, and other things throughout the whole day. At one point, they remembered that they have to get back to the hotel before 12 a.m. When they arrived, it was beyond 12 a.m. at night.
The elevators were shut down. There was no other way to get back to their room but to take the stairs all the way to the 60th floor. All of a sudden, one friend got an idea.
He said “For the first 20 floors, I will tell jokes to keep us going.
Then another one of us could say wisdom stories for the next 20 floors.
Then, we will cover the other 20 floors with sad stories.”
So, one of the friends started with the jokes. With laughs and joy, they reached the 20th floor. Now, another friend started saying stories that are full of wisdom. So, they learned a lot while reaching the 40th floor.
Now, it was time for the sad stories. So, the third friend started thus, “My first sad story is that I left the key for the room in the car.”
Lesson For Us ♥: Now, what is the point of this story? This story resembles our life cycle. For the first 20 years of our life, we spend time in joking and enjoying whatever is out there.
Then, after we reach 20, we go into the work force, get married, have kids and this is the time when we use our wisdom.
Then, if we reach 40, we finally see the white hairs and begin to think that my life is coming to an end.
Moral ♥ : It’s better that we start our life in the very beginning by remembering death rather than preparing for it at the end our life when very few of us have the energy to obey ALLAH completely.
It is said that when the angel of death is taking the rooh (soul) out of the body who passes away…. It is a painful experience.
They say that when the dead awakes On Qayaamat, the effect of the rooh being taken out will still be there.
Therefore, ALLAH has asked us to recite the Ayatul-Kursi after every Farz salaat and it is stated that whoever recites this, their rooh will be taken out as you would take out a strand of hair from a pile of flour. How light would that feel, subhan Allah !
May Allah save us from any sort of pain and may He let us die with Imaan in our hearts and save us from the azaab. Aameen.
There is no word as beautiful as Allah.
No example as beautiful as Rasulallah(SAW).
No lesson as beautiful as Islam
No song as melodious as Azan.
No charity as meaningful as Zakat.
No encyclopaedia as perfect as Al-Quran.
No prayer as perfect as Salaat.
No diet as perfect as fasting.
No journey as perfect as Hajj…
Another thing,
This is most common among us, most of us talk during Azaan… Read this..
The Holy Prophet(SAW) said, Stop doing everything during the Azaan, even reading the Quran, the person who talks during the Azaan will not
be able to say the Kalimah-e-Shahadat on his/her death bed….
READ THIS DUAA FOR BETTER LIFE
” Allahumma- inni-Ala-Zikr-ika-WA Shuk-rika-WA-husni-ibad-atika. “
I pray Allah swt gives all of us hidayat and may we all benefit from these duas. Ameen
Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater.
If you give her sperm, she’ll give you a baby.
If you give her a house, she’ll give you a home.
If you give her groceries, she’ll give you a meal.
If you give her a smile, she’ll give you her heart.
She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.
So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of s*&t.”
“When she is a DAUGHTER, she opens a door of jannah for her father
When she is a WIFE, she completes half of the Deen of her husband
When she is a MOTHER, Jannah lies under her feet”
‘If everyone knew the true status of a Muslim women in Islam, even the men would want to be women” (Shaykh Akram Nadawi)
How blessed are we women in Islam that Allah swt has placed us at such a high pedestal where we bless our fathers, our husbands and our children with the rewards of Jannah just by being dutiful and chaste. Yet, how sadly misunderstood is the concept of women in Islam for the rest of the ignorant ~ media hungry world. The western media has depicted us in such an awfully oppressed light. If only they would stop being so biased and understand that every pearl is valued so long as it is treasured in its shell/oyster. Hence the sad state of those cultured pearls that go from hand to hand and still are unable to make its possessor feel special.
May Allah swt give us all the hidayat that we may do complete justice to the role we are in, be it that of a mother, sister, daughter or wife and even more importantly that we bring up our daughters in the beautiful light of Islam and how a muslimah conducts herself. Ameen.
Personally I dont like the term “Loser “. Its a heavily loaded term full of negativeity. I doubt any one likes to be teased as being a loser. Although I understand from my own kids that its one of the “in” terms to use, when teasing or naming someone you dont particularly like.
Here is something I came across in my inbox, but by no means is this some sorta standard bench mark about losers, however, it does show how one could improve ones attitude and fall on the other side of the court.
Today I wanted to share with all of you a beautiful but mighty dua/verse to help all those of you in times of distress. Inshallah, recite from the heart and surely Allah swt will answer. Not only do I believe in answered prayers and miracles, but my youngest son’s birth as well as the fact that my husband is alive today, is nothing short of a very very large miracle. So please keep the faith in Allah swt and recite from the heart.
Like I said in my previous post, the fair season is running in full swing. People are holding craft sales in their homes, coffee mornings are hosting table sales and what not. Today we attended the Victory Heights Craft Fayre at the Els Club. It was my first visit to the club and I loved the beautiful lush green grass and the gorgeous golf course was mind blowing. The club ofcourse, was rather small but there was alot of festivities in the atmosphere, with kids playing around, residents and visitors enjoying the many colorful stalls hosting a good variety of goods/products.
Most of the vendors were nice enough to allow me to take pictures. And here they are for those of you who were unable to attend this small but lovely fayre :-
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I hope you guys are inspired by all the glamorous colors and gorgeous creativity in these pics ! I know I am 
See you and have a pleasent weekend.
Till my next post,
Creatively yours
Naush
We have already entered the fair (events) season, with the first one being the Arabian Ranches Market Day which was held on the last Friday of October. I was participating in the popular Arabian Ranches Market Day, last year, but this year, my schedule was too tight with the inlaws visiting us from Saudi and all the transformations I am working on at home presently.
As always the Market Day was excellently organized. We spend a lovely afternoon finding some amazing stuff and enjoying all the activities organized. Not only did we have over 100 stalls selling clothes, shoes, decoration items, cds, electronics, toys, books, games, furniture and heaps of many more things, but we also had stalls for games, face painting, rodeo rides and ofcourse tons of more activities. I managed to click a few lovely photos which I am sharing here. As a community, Arabian Ranches, always amazes me with friendly and mostly helpful residents.
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Needless to say, I bought myself a heap of lovely stuff from the table top sales !
Sharing with you’ll the ghastly celebrations !
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The past couple of weeks have been full of doctors appointments and follow ups. I have been suffering from various small issues and so has hubby. Alot has been on my mind. I suppose children sense it easily when parents are stressed, upset or simply worried.
My youngest son, 9 years old Eman, has an amazing sense of humor and whats even more remarkable is his timing. He has confidence, he is methodical and he is witty. What a combination of extraordinary traits. Truly quite unlike how I was when I was as old as he is today ! If/when my folks were ill when I was young, I would really panic and hold onto my grandma for support and assurance. These boys are really far more confident than me when I was old as them
Today when I was bringing back Eman from his after school activities, there was a silence for sometime from the back seat (quite unlike him) . Then he asked what really had me all mushy inside.
“Mama, what will happen to me, if you pass away ?”
A question every mother dreads yet answers always in the positive with alot of assurance lest her prized possession worries himself. The question came out of a bolt and in the few seconds that I registered it and formed an appropriate answer in my mind, with “almost tears” building up in my eyes .. .. ..
He continued to ask with serious concern in his voice, ” I mean, who’s going to teach me how to get a credit card or how to get a drivers licence.?????
It took me a few seconds more to zap back those tears and realize, he had ofcourse pulled off a loaded one on me !!! Kids, I tell you. What worries these little chaps have at age 9 !!!
When he was 7 years old, he has hurt his knee pretty bad, in a soccer game. While the nurse tended to him, without shedding a tear, he asked his class teacher a question, she related to me the following afternoon. He asked her quite seriously, “Does that mean, its the end of my soccer career ?? Give me the truth Miss “
We really had a laugh that day thinking of how my 7 year old worries about his soccer career !
Then on another occasion he was asked to sing a couple of songs for a bunch of relatives whom we were visiting in India, whom we knew rather briefly, just to break ice with them we encouraged him to sing a couple of english songs. Ofcourse, he loves an audience and after his performance, he got a loud applause. He bowed down several times, and blew kisses at everybody saying “Thank you .. thank you … you are too kind … I love this audience. He must have been 7 then. His comments amazed them more than his songs did.
Such is my little son. A witty charmer. So I think, he’s going to do pretty well with me and even after me ! Inshallah.
Like I said in my previous post, Ramadhan this year was exceptionally blissful. And equally blissful was Ramadhan Eid. This year, for the first time, I accompanied Sam and the boys to the morning Eid Prayers. The ambience and atmosphere of the masjid, the khutbah (sermon), ladies and girls with henna on their hands doning gorgeous colorful outfits and men in their fashionable Kurtas ! Everything was so delightful. After prayers ~meeting and greeting all our brothers and sisters in deen, we had to hurry to get some chopped almonds which sam had forgotten to get along with the chopped pistachios, the previous night.
We have a tradition in my moms household which I have carried forward in my own home, is to make Sheer Khorma (A sweet milk drink loaded with dryfruits) and sevian (a sweet vermicilli dish) Traditionally both these dishes are prepared only for Eid, in our household. Generally it would be ready before sam got home from the morning prayers but since one essential item was missing, we went shopping for it on Eid morning !!!! Now where in a muslim country, are you going to have a store open on Eid morning, which is a national holiday ??????? Well what do you know !!! In Dubai, ofcourse, since we have gotten so commercial about EVERYTHING. So we did find it eventually at Union Cooperative Market in Al wasl road although Choithrams had opened, but they were out of stock on the said item.
After getting back home, I had a very looooooong date with my kitchen. 4 Hours later ~ I was ready with my buffet of more than half a dozen dishes !! Yippe … open the gates for the guests
Here are a couple of pictures :-
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Drooling ???? 70 Chicken sandwiches and it was over before half the guests had arrived !!
Ofcourse the entire day was spent entertaining and with family, friends and relatives. But then all festivities are always about sharing with family, isnt it ?
Please do leave a comment to tell me how you spend your Eid and what are the special dishes you cook.
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Till we meet again.
Allah Hafiz
Naush
