Al-latifiyyah

to be blogged....insh'Allah soon

my bros :-)

ei ei ei! I have uploaded a WHOLE picture onto blogger, totally imrpessed withself!

These are my 2 cutie butie gutie little brothers, Sadly however, the cuteness demises with time, the innocence disappears, the evils of the world take over, hmm, reminds me of the 'songs of innocence' by Talib al-Habib.

I shall relate two little conversations with each of my bros, coz they are TOOOOO cute, and I want to keep records of this as well as entertain you guys.

So once upon a day, I am up in my attic room praying, and the little one comes up to tell me to come and eat dinner. He's walking out and suddenly turns back with all this look of wisdom in his face and says

"Api, how many times do you say subhanarabbial a'la when in sujud?"

I say, "three?"

He says: "say it 9 times, its better"

A conversation regarding what to become when you grow up with the older one:

him: "I want to join the army and fight! Maybe become an army pilot"

Me: But the british army does bad things, its killing innocent people in Iraq and stuff

him: Ok then, I want to join an islamic army, fight for Islam!

Mash'Allah mash'Allah, they bring such warmth to by blackened heart!

FLASH

here goes 2 minute post........
I have finally succumbed to the more sensible voice in my head, and left my hunky punk locked up in uni till certain amount of work has been caught up with.

I know I know, in my absence the net world shall be shrouded in unbearable grief, but what can I do? Duty calls, duty to my Lord, to my commitment, to my parents, to the expectations, to time, to the world, to peace, to hunger, to the poor, to the oppressed, to the overthrowing of the rich and greedy, the unjust, to ...... ermm....where was I going with this?

Neva mind, 2 minutes ova!
cheeerio!

lazy - ness

hello blogi shona!
just a little chitter chatter to keep you going, since my mortal enemy has made a bet that you will cease to exist within a week. I shall prove her wrong, aye aye!

Well, this weekend has been a nice relaxing comfortable one, with no getting out of the house apart from one minor emergency:
No food!!
throw random jilbab on over pink stripy pyjamas
+random non matching scarf
+random jacket
+boots
result being going out in the dark and rain in a colour co-ordination nightmare.
But, no fear! It was only a minutes walk to subway, got sandwich, ran back!

Apart from the little adventure, the rest of the weekend consisted of pretending to study, browsing on the net, and getting familiarized with blasphemous isoc politics.
fun fun fun
oh, and lots and lots of sleeeeeeeeep. yummm

dont ask who i am or expect me to remain the same

name:whirler
age: 21 years, few months, few days, few ....
wisdom: nil
current occupation: pretending to study, but really just struggling to lock away all the whishwash of thoughts and useless ideas in peabrain.
future occupation: failed medic, housewife to a loser, disappointment to parents and the khandan in general.
near future occupation: neck-wringing of ( snip!cut!edit!.....political incorrectness)
(hopefully this idea wud fade away within a few days)
objective of blog: dunno, might just be more fun than galavanting around london at midnight.