Archive for January, 2012

How can hope be false when it is as much a part of the human experience as birth or death?

LORI HOPE, Help Me Live

New born baby girl

Najma Aijaz, 30th January 2012

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Dear readers,

This post is written by a classmate, friend, person I know since school, a very good friend and a very nice person. He has guest posted for my blog. I personally loved reading his post and the message that he’s conveying here.

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful, I start this post.


“On the road I saw a small girl, cold and shivering in a tattered dress, with no home, no family and little hope. I became angry and said to God: Why did you let this happen? Why don’t you do something?


For a while God said nothing, then that night he quietly replied, ‘I did do something- I made you.”


The above isn’t written by me. I read it and thought of using it. I will first apologize about the fact that what I am going to write might not be very coherent. There is a lot to be said, and I am not sure how to say it.

I look around me, and I see the world waiting for a hero. For a messiah. I look around me and I see tears. And I see people waiting for someone to come and rub them. I look around me and I see questions. Questions that aren’t yet answered. I look within me and realize, if not me then who? If not now, then when?

All of us have a lot of potential and this mainly goes out to the youth and to me first. Get off the couch and start doing something. Having good intentions is great, but what is the point of it if you are not following it with good actions. It is time for us to play our roles and take on responsibility. It is time for us to be doing things instead of just reacting to things happening around us.

Before fulfilling our roles I would want to talk about role models. When I look at my generation and the kids younger to me, one reason we youth are where we are, is because we have the wrong role models. Movie stars, singers, and people who will do anything to get popular – why are these our role models? What happened to Gandhi and Churchill and Malcolm X? More importantly, what happened to Muhammad [Peace Be upon Him], oh young Muslims? Why isn’t he our role models? Why isn’t Abu Bakr, Umar Farooq, Ayesha, Khadija our role models? Why do boys know everything about Brad Pitt and nothing about Bilal, and girls know everything about Aishwarya but nothing about Aasiya? Have the right role models. Know your role models and suddenly your role in life becomes clearer.

Our role in life:

I am a Muslim youth and what I am writing will be mainly for them. Please get rid of the desi mentality that many of our families and extended families have, of being religious when you come of age. That age being 40+ [or even more]. Our role in life is to please Allah. That doesn’t mean you do not do anything worldly [or for this dunia]. Do it in a way that you are not going to compromise on your religion, on your ideals.

Stop putting yourself, your happiness, your surroundings first and start thinking even bigger. Forget the self. Kill that ego. Learn to compromise on happiness. Stop being selfish. No one ever took anything with them to the graves and neither will we, except for our deeds. Again, as I have written before, know your role models and your role in life will become clearer. Read about them. About their time and the trials they faced. What they did in a 24 hour period. And start doing them. Did they just care for themselves? Or did they make sure that their neighbors’ ate food and only then did they fill their stomachs. If every Muslim/human starts taking responsibility and start playing their role then there won’t be girls like the one mentioned in the beginning of the post.

Taking responsibility:

And finally I will round this post up by talking about responsibilities. We are living at a time where giving excuses and finger pointing someone else and blaming them has become the norm. For things to change, take responsibility. Mother Teresa, very wisely quoted that if all of us cleaned our doorsteps, the world would be a beautiful place. Take responsibility. Do your bit, even if it is less. Actions that are consistent will bring results, for sure.

Finally, I do realize that it is easier said than done. Whenever I write a blog post, it is first and foremost for me, than before someone else. We have all lived quite eventful lives, and it is time to learn from our mistakes and be our very best so that the world is a better place to stay.

I will just summarize what this whole post has been about: Know your roles, choose your role models wisely, learn about your role models, clarify your roles, don’t shun your responsibilities, and always put others before self and strive to do more than what is expected out of you. 

Mohammad Yasin 27th January 2012



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I have been born and brought up in U.A.E.  I  lived there for 20 years until I shifted to my home country, Pakistan,  last year in August.

One of the traits that I loved in the people of U.A.E. was their simplicity. The way they used to sit down and eat rather than eating on a dining table. I have even seen the Sheikhs eating while sitting down on the desert sand. I like the term  عا جزی in Urdu more than it’s meaning, humility,  in English. It describes more of what I am trying to say.

Speaking of which, reminds me that once someone asked me a trait which is found in human beings but not in Allah. I didn’t know the answer plus I got anxious too. I mean what trait could be in human beings but not in HIM (the Almighty). The answer to this was عا جزی (humility).  Beautiful isn’t it?

Here are some pictures which I took at the Hatta museum which demonstrated how Arab people live (even at this day and age).  They may use cars now instead of camels, they may live in air conditioned houses now but they still are so deeply rooted to their traditions and customs and most importantly, their religion, Islam.

Simply beautiful and something that I would want people of my country to have.

Room for guests.

Desert, while going to Dubai

Najma Aijaz  25th January 2012

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I was missing my place of birth, Fujairah , and this is what I came up with … 🙂

Flowers there are, but rare.

United is the word it’s people declare.

Jogging on the beach or shopping in the malls,

Always you’re welcome, as it has all.

I‘ts winter’s are lovely ,

Rains make  Fujairah Tower more flashy.

Arabs are it’s local people, but

Home it is to many.

Najma Aijaz


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We exchanged rings and got engaged!  It’s that simple and yet so beautiful. Isn’t it?

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Once upon a random day of May 2011. I was going through Facebook. I came across my friend, Juhi’s , video of her skydiving. I loved it! I realized it was something I would want to go for too.  Next step was to convince my parents. It wasn’t ‘that’ hard.  Deep down, when they saw Juhi’s video, they too wanted me to do it. I just know it. Anyways so off I went and did sky diving above the Palm Island of Dubai, U.A.E.  Yipppieeeeeee 😀

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Walk towards…

I am walking:

slowly and graciously away from darkness and defeat

along with people who are new to me


with my eyes not looking at what I am leaving behind

away from darkness, towards light

towards love, loving what’s good for me

towards happiness.

Najma Aijaz

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A few weeks back my friend, Sania, and I were preparing for our exams that were held in December. We started talking about how our life’s gotten so boring because of these exams. In the middle of the conversation, Sania decided to let everything we feel be expressed, that is, all our frustrations and anxieties. So we continued about how exams take over our life and we get little of anything else to do. In short, we were complaining uselessly until I said to Sania that do you know what?! I even missed the bus the other day for class. It was then that we both started laughing as we realized what we were actually doing! One thing led to another and after 10 minutes we were laughing our heads off and the moment turned out to become a memorable one for me.


Najma Aijaz

Sunday 15th 2012

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I wasn’t aware of the fear of Friday the 13th until I went to England.  I saw how the London Eye had no 13th seat because it’s considered unlucky by the people there who won’t buy the ticket numbered 13th.  I got to know by my cousin that if Friday falls on 13th of any month it’s considered very unlucky and people are scared on that day. Some prefer staying at home on Friday 13th.

I felt rather sorry for our dear Friday. In muslim countries we consider Friday a more blessed day than the other days.  It’s even said that the day of judgement will be on a Friday.

Anyhow,  today as I saw my cell phone in the morning I smiled thinking how normal the people are here preparing for their Friday prayers not aware that in some part of the world people have a phobia of this day. Some people I met said that there’s a danger of a natural disaster occurring at every Friday the 13th.  Moreover they sign with relief once the day’s over.

People in different countries develop different fears. Like it’s said that people in Canada are said to be scared of the dark :). I will research about any specific known fear common in the  people of my country. I wonder whether they are actually scared of anything or rather they themselves scare others. *sigh* 🙂

Najma Aijaz

Saturday 14th 2012

London eye

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