oh my reader

this one is for you,

my reader.

these words will not be of shakespeare's,

but words of my heart.

ones that will speak without hesitations.

how many times a day,

do you, oh my reader,

come across my mind.

will you ever know the secret,

hidden in these words,

appearing on the screen before you.

each thoughts translate itself,

into a million words,

each words convert itself,

into a unmeasurable,

feeling of compassion.

Restless

why does this heart feels restless today?

"Verily in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest." (13:28)

a blissful dream

in His name, most Merciful, most Gracious.

when a gush of love suddenly pours out,

and a veiled heart reveals itself,

is it real?

or just a blissful dream?

when patience becomes a trial of the heart,

and strength capable of weakening,

is it boundless?

or just a blissful dream?

when a prayer becomes reality,

and memories growing beyond the eyes,

is it everlasting?

or just a blissful dream?

she seeks for this affection to be real,

to be boundless,

and to be everlasting,

instead of a blissful dream.

"If you do not know the blessings you have when you have them, then Allah will teach you about them by taking them away from you." -Ibn Ata'Allah al-Iskandari

my superhero

you may not be able to fly,

but you drove at the speed of light when breathing became an obstacle.

you may not be able to read minds,

but you knew exactly when i needed your wisdoms and help.

you may not be able to see through walls,

but you knew when i'm shivering cold without a blanket.

you may not be able to climb walls,

but you came running up the stairs at the sound of tears.

you may not be able to obliterate evil,

but you protected me when harm is near.

you may not be able to turn invisible,

but i don't want you to.

you may not be able to run in a flash,

but i need you to stay.

you may not be every child's superhero.

but you are my superhero.

i love you.

and happy father's day.

As-Sakina

In His name, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Narrated by Al-Bara'bin Azib:

A mane was reciting Surah al-Kahf and his horse was tired with two ropes beside him. A cloud came down and spread over that man, and it kept on coming closer and closer to him till his horse started jumping (as if afraid of something). When it was morning, the man came to the Prophet, and told him of that experience. The Prophet said, "That was As-Sakina (tranquility) which descended because of (the recitation of) the Qur'an."

[Sahih al-Bukhari 6:61 #531, at-Tirmidhi 2810/A]

creations of the Creator

the moon gleaming bright above,

how far are we really if together,

do we appreciate the beautiful, true wonders of the world.

this field brightly lit by a swamp of fireflies,

drawing closer and closer,

lighting the face of love.

veil your heart from the ill-feeling,

for our time is short.

so, let's travel through each road of this world,

taking different routes with only love,

nothing more,

and nothing less.

"He never changes the condition of people, unless they change what is in their hearts." (13:11)

united.

one country.

one stadium.

one trophy.

one dream of becoming a champion.

time has arrived for nations to unite,

fans to exit the world of differences and join in commonality.

the media to portray an array of excitement,

forgetting the horror that surrounds,

in hopes that nations will truly unite,

through this achievement.

"If we can deliver the World Cup, we will have finally dismissed the idea created by apartheid that there are greater and lesser human beings..." -Danny Jordaan, head of South African's organizing committee

neighboring hostility

Where have the words hidden itself?

Leaving the screen on computer whiter than white.

Has all these feelings trapped within?

Due to all the injustice in this world.

The hatred that world endures left and right.

How much more can these words foresight.

For in the hindsight,

It merely spoke the prayers of the heart,

The realities of it all,

How much more miserable,

Can it be.

Without realizing that neighbors becoming enemies,

At what time were there boundaries,

That separated human in such degrees.

"The believers are a single brotherhood. So make reconciliation (offering peace and agreement) between your two (contending) brothers: And fear Allah, that you may receive (His) Mercy." (49:10)

MWG-i 2010 (new video)

Red-bricked buildings,

Open green fields,

Hugs flew from right to left, top to bottom.

Memories shared from years ago to yesterday.

It separated no one,

Competitive spirits surrounds the atmosphere,

Gathered the old and the young.

Midwest Games-International 2010 hosted by Purdue University.