Try beating these :P
- Love marriage ki shadi
- Valentine’s Day ka din
- ATM ki machine
- Mah-e-Ramzan ka mahina
- Aab-e-zamzam ka pani
‘Dubara repeat’ tou na keroon na?
‘Dubara repeat’ tou na keroon na?
If you have known me for a while, I am sure you know that I am not a feminist. There are certain things that we have to live with and our gender is one of em…obviously unless u are a transgender.
Talking to a lot of working women (being one of em myself), I have often felt that working women tend to be in a far greater pressure, not only from ppl at work but also from the family, as compared to men. They not only have to fulfill their role at office but also have to take care of their parents, husbands, get pregnant and then also take care of their children, finally making it more difficult for them to be really good at each and everything, being guilty about it and finally creating even more pressure on themselves.
I just found a very interesting article which talks about this very same issue that women deal with literally every day of their lives. A must read.
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So I complete my two years of blogging!
It still seems a lil weird that I actually started blogging and have also continued it long enough to be writing this exactly two years later cuz I have never liked writing, I have never been good at it and still dont think I have gotten any better even after 166 posts on this blog only. Still, I know there are certain people who have been kind enough to visit my blog regularly and read all the crap that I not only write but am also audacious enough (
) to publish them. So for all those people who have over time become buddies, acquaintances or prefer to remain strangers/silent readers and also those who practically always have something negative to say and yet come to the blog everyday…I have to say I wonder at you being here. Through blogging, I have been able to meet some really wonderful people and although I still do not consider my blog to be a mainstream one, I know there are people who wait for me to update it.
The blog says….Thank you
Time to finally update the blog and wat can be better than a tag, especially one which I have churaofied from PD’s blog
Anyway, here it goes:
Rules:
Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. If I tagged you, its because I want to know more about you.
Now as I have not been tagged by anyone, I will not be tagging anyone either
Not that you guys are missing me or anything but I am still sorry for being away for so long. I might not be around too often on this blog for a lil while more but I sure will update the blog every now and then and would be visiting your blogs too insha Allah.
Remember me in your prayers as I need em more than anything else. As for the Schism series, it will come back soon insha Allah
And finally about the unanswered comments, I shall post replies to them in a day or two.
Please read this if you havent.
The First Fitnah: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
What can be written about a man who was confident enough at age 10 to revert to Islam and become the first ever male muslim?* Hazrat Ali (RA) was born** to Abu Talib (who was also the custodian of Ka’aba at that time), at a time when the Prophet (SAW) was 29 years old and had been married to Bibi Khadija (RA) for four years. He was named Ali by the the Prophet (SAW) himself. When Hazrat Ali (RA) was 4 or 5 years old, due to certain financial issues, Hazrat Ali (RA) was brought into the Prophet’s (SAW) household and was raised up there.
We have grown up reading the way he risked his life to ensure safety for the Prophet (SAW) at the time of Hijra when he was barely 22 or 23 years old. When Hazrat Ali (RA) finally arrived in Medina, the pairing system by which the Prophet (SAW) had placed the Muhajireen amfong the Ansars, who acted both as hosts and tutors in the very different agricultural environment of Medina, had been completed. The Prophet (SAW) did not choose an Ansar to be paired with him, instead he chose his young cousin, Hazrat Ali (RA). In doing so, he also consciuosly put both himself and Hazrat Ali (RA) at an economic disadvantage and chose poverty as a necessary part of their struggle. To earn his daily bread Hazrat Ali (RA) worked at well-heads, hauling up leather buckets of water in exchange for dates. He was also the foremost labourer for Masjid-e-Nabwi.
Soon after he was chosen by the Prophet (SAW) to be his son-in-law by marrying his youngest daughter, Bibi Fatima (RA), with him. It was a simple wedding as Hazrat Ali (RA) did not have money, not even for a dowry. Hazrat Usman (RA) stepped in and bought Hazrat Ali’s (RA) body armour which was later returned as a wedding gift. He fathered the only two male descendents of the Prophet (SAW): Imam Hasan (AS) and Imam Hussain (AS); the leaders of the youth of Jannah.
He was the young war-hero of Islam, katib-e-Qur’an, he wrote the treaty of Hudaybiyah on the Prophet’s (SAW) instructions and the only one who entered Ka’aba with the Prophet (SAW) at the time of Conquesnt of Mecca to throw away idols.
* Several historians say that Hazrat Abu Bakar (RA) or Hazrat Zayed (RA) should be considered the first male muslims because Hazrat Ali (RA) was merely a child.
** There is a very famous story associated with Hazrat Ali’s (RA) birth. All Sunni sources that I have read agree to the fact that he was born while his mother was at the wall of the Ka’aba (thus, was born beside the Ka’aba). Few Sunni sources go on and say that the wall parted and she went in. When she returned, she had Hazrat Ali (RA) in her arms.
Please read this if you havent.
The First Fitnah: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
As the body of the Caliph laid vulnerable on the ground, one of the assassins sat on his chest and attacked him further. On seeing this, Hazrat Usman’s (RA) wife threw herself on her husband’s body trying to save him from further indignity, losing two of her fingers in the process but there were further blows tohis body. The rebels wanted to mutilate his body and deny burial but they were deterred by the crying and wailing of Hazrat Usman’s (RA) wife. As she sat there embracing her husband’s body tightly, crying, the rebels looted the house and left.
It is known that the rebels did not let the Caliph to be buried at Jannat ul Baqi. Instead, he was buried in a Jewish graveyard adjacent to Jannat ul Baqi.
Note: This should been part of the previous post but I was shivering and my fingers felt numb. I had no option but to leave this for later.
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