Typical.

Here’s a rant, because everyone imposing talking about their old-brown-people-ideology is getting on my nerves. I hate being Brown. Not my ethnicity, or the country where my parents are from, just the usual social-suffocating life that a female has to be forced to go through. I tried to change that, cause Islam gives women rights, as you might or might not have read about when I wrote that eye-opening post way back when . How many people are you gonna try to convince, so the second option I have is to avoid them, ’cause I can’t give into this family drama anymore, and cause if I don’t like it, I can only pretend for such a small amount of time until I get all cranky and everyone starts hating me. In short: I can’t act fake like other people.

Words I hate:
– love…its not real. So stop talking about it. Stop lying to people about it.
– compromise…is real, but to an extent. STOP TRYING TO IMPOSE SOMEONE TO LIVE LIKE THEIR NOT USED TO…this leads to resentment, hate, annoyance.
– life. What have I become.
– feelings…psht. I like being a robot. Accept it, or don’t.
– uneducated, i.e. if you have the opportunity, you should get educated…yes meaning go to college and get a degree and learn some grammar.
– loser: a MALE who stays at home or on the streets wasting everyone elses, including his own, time doing nothing.
– Disgusting loser: a MALE who expects females to cook, clean, work, take care of your dumb kids and everyone elses, work and give you her money, and live like the idiot ladies on Star-plus serials, but as dirt. Oh I hate you all.
– NY. yes. I’m never going back. Why, cause I dont have a home there anymore. Stinks right? Well, I was told something else and not told other things, before making the most rushed decision of my life. So yea. I’ve embraced Chicago…I actually wanna live here forever now.

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Wildberry pancakes, Chicago, IL. ❤

– swear words.
– insults…making fun of people behind their back. In my defense, I am talking about a general topic.
– urdu… I used to love it. It was so soothing and soft spoken, before. Just don’t nag others to speak it if they don’t, annoying much? You knew what you were getting yourself into.
– Punjabi…eh. just eh.
– sloppy joe. WHY.
– change. Its ok if its changing for good, but NEVER try to change anyone…aka being a pain to be around. No one wants to be around someone who can’t accept another how they are. Durf.
– shoulder. I can’t pronounce this word.
– finals…yea, I should go study now.

-Peace out.

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Stupid Culture

Don’t get me wrong, but being cultured is a part of becoming knowledgable and understanding different groups of people. Thats a great thing. Traveling and absorbing new cultures creates character, tolerance, and makes you kind toward humanity [at least thats the way I see it]. And then there is ‘following dumb cultural traditions’. Oh, this gets on my nerves! I hate it so much. If I know someone and I find out he or she follows a certain cultural tradition that disturbs peoples’ or an individual’s life including my own, I start disliking them slowly. A lot.

This is problematic. So, I turn to Islamic teachings and try to find out if Islam agrees on these traditions or its just stupidity passed on by generation to generation. The latter comes to conclusion most of the time. Then, I take a deep breath and confirm that I am not crazy.

One of my missions in life is to abolish the ‘people think this’ or ‘what will they say’ or ‘but thats how it is’ norm. And, I WILL NOT GIVE UP.

The hard part is when you want to potentially ‘like’ someone, but their thinking is stuck in that profound nonsense. Its so hard not to hurt their feelings. You have to take risks. I try little by little, but when they aren’t getting it, I have to talk about it face-to-my-intense-I-almost-hate-you-face.

Good luck to me.
I hope you all had a great ThanksGiving.

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Spicy topic on Matrimonial

Spicy, because desi food is spicy. I know, ‘Har Har Har’. Ok, never mind that. Its not a spicy topic the way I am posting it, but it is interesting. Right? Anyway, I have already talked about how hard it is to find someone to get married to, especially if you are brown and live in the US. I failed at being people’s matchmaker btw [read this post]. I tried my best, but in my defense, you shouldn’t say you want to get married if you really don’t! This puts all sorts of pressure, confusion, embarrassment, and stress on the matchmaker aka Eva626. Not fair. At all.

So moving on. I had made my mind a while back that I wasn’t going to post on this topic, but then I did put it on my Organized List of Future Posts earlier. Also, because I stumbled upon someone’s tumblr. A ‘tumblr’ is a fascinating type of site actually…there is always something interesting. So the person, who calls himself ‘American Brother‘ recently had some ‘tumblr posts’ (I don’t know what the ‘tumblr people’ call it) about marriage. It was interesting and I liked it so I thought back about my decision about posting this post and I really had to.

It was this:

A MUSLIM MAN PROPOSED TO A MUSLIM WOMAN

  • MUSLIMAH: me? If I do not know how to sew, or cook, or iron..  How am I going to marry you?
  • MAN: Do you know how to pray? Do you worship Allah Subhana wa ta’ala without associating with anyone? Do you wear hijab? Are you afraid of Allah?.
  • MUSLIMAH: Yes, I pray every day, I wear hijab, I love allah and no one else, I give charity whenever I can and the one I fear is Allah Subhana wa taa’ala.
  • MAN: *smiling* That’s enough for me, I want you to be the half of my Deen, not my maid 🙂 ♥

I thought it was just brilliant. Thank you tumblr-er the American Brother. Oh yea, being the curious blogger that I am, I asked him if he was married…to find out check out his site http://americanbrother.tumblr.com/.

I am not done yet…I was going to rant on and on and on about how it isn’t fair how some people set out to pick a person to marry based on the other’s ‘bio data’. URG, nvm. By the way, in search for matrimony is not a spicy topic after all.