Ignore the fortune.

Hello,

   I’d like to write a serious normal post for you all…or even for myself. The time is exactly 1:41am here in New York [as I typed the time atleast]. I have been a-not-so-motivated-person for the beginning of this summer break that has been granted to me, Alhumdulilah. However, yesterday I did try, mind you. I went to sleep early; in our home this means around 11:30pm. I did fall asleep, which didn’t make sense, since I woke up super late that day. The next morning I woke up at 5:15am. It was an accomplishment, but then I wanted to sleep for a bit more, because my darn ego wasn’t very satisfied. I layed there for a good three hours (I think), and fell asleep. But, lo-behold [is this right?], woke up around-um-idk- 12pm. And then, fell asleep at 8pm, woke up at 10:30pm. OMG. What’s wrong with me. Ugh I hate this. Urg… Dang, pardon my rage.

A poem

So a post, I have finally typed.
For this late I’m fairly hyped.
My mind likes to wonder.
Stories of the past, it ponders
It hurts, but then it doesn’t.
It can if I let it, but it mustn’t.
A fortune cookie once read,
‘Not to analyze the tales all dead’.
I laughed and just ate the cookie.
That was me ‘before’. A rookie.
Well, why should I turn my head,
For every moment, I certainly do not dread.
They make me who I am.
And as for analyzing every bit of time…
I shall keep doing so. It is that sublime.
-Eva626

Well, that took a whole other turn. Lol. It kinda does tie into this post…especially the beginning. I think. See, still not gonna stop analyzing. Dumb fortune cookie. I wish I had one right now.

Oh, a treat for you all.

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Yum.
Peace out.

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The right vs silence.

I think you people might or might have not noticed that I haven’t written anything in months that some of the posts I wrote from previous time [haha idk whats going on with my verbiage…see] are “protected”. Sounds mysterious huh…well they aren’t. I have decided to protect the posts that revolve around what I am “upto” and my “daily happenings”. But, I will keep my other posts public…you know, like the ones that are helpful to others or the kinds that can potentially make a change in the lives of others, even if they have a silly lesson to it or if they make you laugh [because I am that funny. no]. I have left some of my “best” work public as well [rated on the “comment and liking” count of viewers and on every time I LOL whilst reading them myself]. Anyway, that was just a small update on how I will be managing this blog from now on till the end of its existence [managing…lol].

Now to the good stuff. So for a good chunk of this year, my life has been…annoying. But, Alhumdulilah, I have reached the end of it. OMG, its almost 2014!!! [I actually just realized hah]. BTW, I will be having a ‘Farewell 2014’ post up, which yes, will be protected. And, if you people are dying [GOD forbid] to read it, send me an email and I will give you the password [but first I dare you to figure it out yourself]. So, about this post, which is being written right now this very second, well not for you of course, ah, k im done. its not really about my life entirely. It is about you…us…everyone who thinks they are “doing the right thing” or wants to. Its about that good person in you that is trying to make you a better person and trying to help those around you to be better people, no matter how hard it is.

I know that its hard to stop something that is wrong and to straighten things out. But, when it is, you should go for it, because it does really matter at the end…you know, like when you have to stand there waiting to be judged with your book in your hand [the Right hand InShaAllah]. Wow, thats scary. The harder it is to stop the wrong, the more reward [If God wills]. There have been instances where I had to be that person who tells a friend, a sibling, a special person, or even my parents that what they are doing is wrong or that they should do something other than that. Its really hard. It hurts when these people then get annoyed at you for saying such things and they make you feel guilty of how you are a “goody two-shoes” [I never understood that analogy, but it still hurts…weird]. Then all those moments and memories stir past you and you feel like a hypocrite and what not…ahhhhhh. At the end of the day, you know that God knew your intentions and no matter how mad or annoyed those people get at you, you did the right thing.

I am writing this stuff because in the past year, I had a friend who I thought was one way and who I thought was this “person”, but turns out that the words did not match the actions. I mean even if something was done, I didn’t know. How am I supposed to know what was going on? I wanted and even now want something to happen or have continued, but the words of others don’t match yours that person’s. Idk who is right and who is lying. I have come to a point where I can no longer trust that friend…is it me that is wrong? I have no idea…I think its because nothing is being done. So, you can see why this is an issue…I do not stand for lying. Why, because it is wrong. And lying is a sin. So, no matter how good of a person someone trys to be, and if they still lie, they can not be a good person. So, coming back to the title of this post, don’t do drugs do the right thing and don’t be silent about the wrong. Try to stop it, make it right, even if you have to drop your pride and apologize to who ever got hurt because of the people you know who did/said wrong. In other words, don’t be a wuss.

Oh, and we made smores!

Honey graham crackers, vegan marshmallows (or Halal ones), Any chocolate. Heat in oven for God knows how long. Eat!

Honey gram crackers, vegan marshmallows (or Halal ones), Any chocolate. Heat in oven for God knows how long. Eat!

You need to get out.

My roommate and people living around me have been nagging me about this ever since i moved here. The five words I hear every weekend, “You need to get out”. It would usually be six words, “You need to get out MORE”…but in my case, its ’cause I do not even get out. At all. I just go to class, to eat, and back to my room. Thats my life…oh and maybe random visits to the library. Thats about it. This time it was different, since I had to get over this week. So much stress and too much to think about. My grandma also passed away two days ago [May Allah grant her the highest place in Jannah. Ameen]. Please pray for her. Thanks. So to get my mind off of everything, I decided to go for it.

Its not like I love to not get out, its just that I am not a people person. I mean, I like company with one or two people at a time. BUNCHES of people make me uncomfortable. So when ever I ask someone if they wana go with me here or there, they ask, “oh, who else is going”. I find this offensive uncalled for. I mean, wouldn’t I tell you if other persons are coming [you read this sentence correctly; the word ‘persons’ is a word. Right?]. Thing is, I would go either with a couple of people, or by myself, or not at all.

I tried to change it up this weekend, and instead of not getting out at all…I did ‘get out’. By myself. Even though I hate hate hate public transportation [thanks mom for all the rides you gave me, everywhere], I thought about it and felt like it was time I pulled my big boy pants up and headed out to see the world downtown of chicago. So I left around noon-ish and went by train. SCARY! I made it though. Thanks for worrying about me for that second.

I went to Trader Joe’s, and did food shopping! I love shopping for food. Then went to Marshall’s to look around…I walked around the area and just enjoyed my surrounding. Oh, and I got this baby:

Half original with mangos, and half Hazelnut-chocolate with chocolate chips, frozen Yogurt from Pinkberry! Alhumdulilah

Half original with mangos, and half Hazelnut-chocolate with chocolate chips, frozen Yogurt from Pinkberry! Alhumdulilah

It was so good. Then I headed back home. It was a good day, even though I was constantly reciting prayers of protection in my mind, while-during-on-and-coming-off-the train. Then one of my friends informed me of how, just yesterday or something, twelve people got shot. Yea…

Next week, I am planning on going for brunch with yours truly…myself [INSHAALLAH]. Ok, I am going to grab something to eat now. Maybe I’ll even ‘jazz it up’ tonight and sit in the balcony and watch all stars covered in haze.

Peace.

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What turns you ‘on’ ?

I was going to answer the question myself, but now I am curious about other people’s answers. Anyway, I will answer it. First off, this post has been in my mind for a long time. Ha…well since I ‘tweeted’ it. You see, I like twitter a lot. Its so…so…so much fun!!! So coming back to the topic: Piety is what turns Eva626 ‘on’ [whatever ‘on’ means LOL].

Let me break it down for you. I think I would like to say this, because I feel that a person who is pious has all the qualities:

– Faith, Awareness and Love for God: This is a biggy, because if a person submits his/her will to God, he will follow the rules of God and will make life worth living. I went through this bullet point in this post: Sharing is Caring. All in all, you become similar to that person by being with that person.

-Cleanliness: Everyone needs that. Since cleanliness is half of Islam the pious person will be clean and keep his/her environment clean. You will sniff the amazing hot chocolate scent every time you stand next to the person [or whatever aroma makes you smile and remind you that this person has good hygiene]. “Allah loves those who turn to Him constantly and He loves those who keep themselves pure and clean.” (2: 22)

-Health: The person takes care of his/her body health wise. Not only will a healthy body be productive, youthful, attractive (LOL), not smell, but also it will be able to follow through with regular prayer and awareness of God. “Eat of what is lawful and wholesome on the earth”(2:168). “And He enforced the balance. That you exceed not the bounds; but observe the balance strictly; and fall not short thereof ” (55:7–9).  The last Prophet of God (Peace Be Upon Him) said: ‘ No human being has ever filled a container worse than his own stomach. The son of Adam needs no more than a few morsels of food to keep up his strength, doing so he should consider that a third of his stomach is for food, a third for drink and a third for breathing’ (Ibn Maja).  [Ha…and NOW nutritionists suggest this!]

-Manners: This is a major one. Islam is big on manners and etiquette; pious Muslims keep their manners in check. This is a plus since no one likes when others sneeze on you, yell at you, curse, become arrogant, or even talk to much. In Islam, silence is intelligence. Arguments just keep going and going, making the whole relationship chaotic. Table manners tie into this too as well as treating others the way you would want to be treated. …Abu Darda’ reported that the Prophet of Allah, upon him be peace, said, “Nothing is weightier on the Scale of Deeds than one’s good manners.” Hadith – Bukhari’s Book of Manners #271, Abu Dawud, Tirmidhi, Ahmad, and Ibn Hibban.”

-Kindness: A kind person will give you joy and a sense of happiness. The trait might rub off on you. Also, kindness and love bring humanity closer together.  ‘Aisha relates, “Allah’s Messenger (sallallahu `alayhi wa sallam) was very softhearted, the kindliest of all. He laughed often and smiled much.” “. The Prophet (Peace Be Upon Him) also did house chores; a helpful and caring man he was.

There are more characteristics that fall under piety…All in all, Piety turns me ‘on’. [Hope this doesn’t sound too awkward]

My perfect Roti with black lentils. MAD GOOD!

That yumminess was just a random note for the food lovers. PEACE and Happy 4th of July…I feel so patriotic!!! America ❤

Sharing is caring

I have been thinking about Islam. It is a beautiful way of life and it makes perfect logical sense to me now. What ever I have come across when researching or trying to rid myself of confusion, I have noticed that the information (that is accurate and authentic [according to the Quran (the last book sent down to the Last Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him) and enter LINK and quote: “We have without doubt, send down the message; and We will assuredly guard it(from corruption).” The Holy Qur’an, Chapter 15, Verse 9)) and Hadith (sayings or narrations of the Prophet’s (Peace be upon him) speech, deed, or approval or disapproval – whether spoken or tacit – about something.)]) about life, how to treat others, the truth, hereafter, science, Islam itself, etc… is for my benefit. Heck, it is for the benefit of ALL of humanity. True story. [I am not being bias. Don’t say I am, because you do not know my story]. That is why I re-friended all my relatives…It is sunnah (primary source of law taken from the sayings, actions and approvals of the Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him)) to keep in touch with relatives.

It is a shame that people mix the way ‘by-name-muslims’ (only by name: who don’t actually practice the religion or have clear knowledge or understanding of it) act with the face of the religion. Most ‘by-name-muslims’ are just the people who say that they follow Islam (God knows their intentions and whats in their hearts). People, who ever they may be, shouldn’t judge how ‘by-name-muslims’ portray the religion. At first I also had no idea about Islam. ‘Har har har’ right? No, its true. I was born in a Muslim household, by the grace of Allah (another word for The One God). That doesn’t mean I was born with all the understanding of Islam and its teachings. My parents did their best to educate my siblings and I about Islam. It was hard since we went through much hardships, but Alhumdulillah (Praise be to God) we came out alright. We were also taught to seek knowledge and try to understand through questions, researching, etc…(every person who can, should do this too. Props if you seek guidance and knowledge!).

Whole wheat roti with spinach grass…This is for my benefit as well; GOD IS GREAT!

I was just a piece of clay [GREAT VIDEO. PLEASE WATCH THIS] doing what I was told…until I pondered and pondered and pondered. I found/still finding and searching for answers through Islam and I am satisfied (but I still try to learn more). I have found that everything that is said in the Quran makes sense logically…and I thought that was VERY COOL. Now I just have to follow what I found, since it makes clear sense to me that everything in Islam is to benefit humanity; so why not? It’s like free candy…without the calories, or artificial ingredients. I couldn’t help but sharing it with my blogging buddies!

This was a topic that I was not sure of writing about in the past… I always wondered about death and what we are here for (living/existing). I found my answers Alhumdulilah (praise be to God), but it is scary to see how much little time we have to do good in the world and to prepare for the permanent world after this one [maybe that is why I am always concerned about getting old. idk.]. I just wanted to pass on a bit of my experience to you all. Some might hate me for it, but thats ok, at least they know I care. [Side note: I did run into learning about other religions, but found things to be nonlogical and confusing]

Please, if you have a functioning brain, comment below about this post. I want to see if I get as many comments as I do on other posts…which are basically about nonsense LOL.

Peace out and May God guide us all to the Right path. Ameen.

Trends I’ve seen

While growing up, I have lived through some trends or fads…whatever you want to call them. I will mention the most memorable ones. I enjoyed some …and cringed at others. When I was younger, of course I didn’t have much sense of ‘whats-in-or-whats-out’ (my sister would say I still haven’t developed that sense. idk), so I didn’t really care about what I wore. I just wore the clothes in my closet and appreciated every article of clothing. I am thankful that I am thankful for that.

When I was in junior high school, no one cared about phones, technology, or all those things that make you look old. Kids should be kids. That is why my future kids will live in a closet until they reach high school (maybe not even until college LOL). Anyway, back then life was more about Pokemon cards [we spent so much money on those. smh.], yo-yos [I was the master at yo-yo-ing], flared jeans [they were comfortable and didn’t stop blood circulation], PLAYING OUTSIDE INSTEAD OF ROTTING YOUR BRAIN WITH RADIATION/USELESS INFORMATION, easy-bake ovens [I baked Mc’Donald’s apple pies in there, along with Oreo cakes. good times], limited after-school cartoons and Saturday morning cartoons [Go Arthur and NO cable, haha], using your imagination [siblings and I used to play make-believe games [thank your Mr.Rogers] like house-house,  store-store, or ‘go and save your brother from the shark in the water (our blue carpet) while the rest of us were stranded on an island (the bunk-bed)’ ] , etc… I can go on and on and on. But I won’t.

Those were the good old days…I hope my future kids don’t criticize the past, because (go against it all you want) the past generations will always be better than the ones after it.

Now back to the important things in life:

Dal (Lentils) Keema (ground chicken) with chawal (white Basmati rice)...AND I made that!!!!

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and I updated this post as well.