So, I recently relized the immense benefits of doing salaat at the masjid (besides fufilling my obligation) at night. It's such a wonderful experience, brothers coming together to honour God and then doing a reading afterward, such a wonderful way to end the day (or begin the night). I feel this inspite of the continued (but at least a bit more masked since I make my awareness and distaste of it obvious) perception that I am being treated as an outsider or outcast. It's not that I think I deserve to be best friends with everyone at the mosque. It's just that when I used to go there every night and all that, everyone was so nice to me. And now that i'm less frequent, it's okay to treat me like some sort of outcast that doesn't deserve your politeness and respect. That's just me.
Ohyy, te juro, buscaria pa un different job on Thursday. I really can't stand it anymore. The reason I stayed at that job was because of the people there, and now, it's a reason why i'm leaving. we have some new people and some people have left and it's just not what it used to be. I still want to keep on 1 day a week but definatley I need a job that I don't dread going into 2 days before I need to work.
and I did have a bowl of fruitloops this morning ;-)
Libellés : Islam
par Borges à 21:57
Pakistanis killed in US strikeThis is when I become ashamed of this country and it's military. The deaths, the destruction. For what? Whose life is worth more, Osama bin Laden and his crew's, or these two innocent women, in they tent, whose lives are suddenly ended by a miscalculation? It is a tradgedy, and I wish I could count on the government of PK or U.S. to makesure this never happens again and reprise those responsible, but I can't.
Are you being reviewed?
Damn, y'all need to get hooked up with technorati, becuase at least this way you have a way to know. I went on there and searched myself. One of the links to me was some guys post basically passing his judgement on my blog (which is fine, it's on the www for a reason). Here's what he said:
"Abdul-Rahim Borges When I started blogging, I thought to myself... I didn't want to be the kind of personal self-absorbed blogger who has entries like "Tuesday I had Fruit Loops". I don't want to say this cat is like that. But I think it is cool that he is able put in "alot" of stuff about his day-to-day life and still make it interesting. He's really young. A sincere struggling Muslim. Also with some "Latin" content on his blog which I like."
Now, I really don't mind it (any publicity is good publicity?), but what gets me puzzled is that he never left a message on the tag board, a comment. Just reviewed me (and put me on his blogrole, so that's cool). Speaking of blog roles, how did I go from 21 links the last time i logged in, to 13 this afternoon and 8 right now? I dunno, unless people are deleting me off their links section like crazy, there's a problem. Plus, I'm on Waqas Bhai's links section and he's not listed in my technorati thingy. Oh well.
Libellés : Pakistan
par Borges à 00:38
Tag Code: 4
Tag CODE:4
tagged by Asma Mirza, see previous entries comments
Four Movies/Drama Serials I Could Watch Over and Over
Borne Supremacy
Kal Ho Naa Ho
Unfaithful
The Hours
Four Places I Have Lived
Lowell, MA
Pelham, NH for about 5 months when I was 4
Manchester, NH (5 different locations)
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Four TV Shows I Love To Watch
Sex and the City (hey, i'm man enough to admit it)
Silent Witness
EastEnders
Law and Order
Four Places I Have Been On Vacations
Cape Cod
New York City
Seabrook
Syracuse
Four Websites I Visit Daily Whenever I Come Online
Yahoo France (it's my homepage so I dunno if it counts)
UKNova
BBC
Wikipedia
Four Favorite Foods
Pizza
My dad's steakfries
Hina's biryani
Dhaal and thick aloo paratha
Four Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
London
New York (if it weren't snowy)
Lahore
Paris
Four People I Tag Next
Masooma
Wayfarer
Dictator Princess
Waqas
TheMoonSplit
And all who want to be a part :-)
par Borges à 18:16
Another World
Did you ever realize that you have lived x amount of years, and experienced such a miniscule amound of the world. And couldn't even reconcile that with your amound of years (i am only 17, after all). All the lands unseen, people unmet, sounds unheard, sensations unfelt, foods untaststed. Wealth will always be my major obsticle. And being so I feel myself imbedded with a jealousy and dislike of those people my age or a little older that are jetset, living it up, blessed with riches by birth. Those that travel every school vacation and call themselves poor or middle class. Those that have visited more countries than they have years. Maybe I will only feel that way until I meet someone who has lived my dream, without someone elses help, because I ain't gonna have any husband or wife or parents or anyone to do it for me. And that sucks. I just want to leave, I just want to go, to leave here. Não é como eu não gusto onde eu fico, mais, eu gustaria ver otros país, vivir otras vidas, ver o sol vermelho da Árabia, a terra de Mahomet (SAW). Eu quer ir à Inglaterra, os campos verdes e cidades de Leicester e London e Glasgow e Edinburgh. Meu ihla, chama-se Madeira, que eu nunca vi. Paqistão, com suas cidades e montanhas e campos e costas antigo, as vilas de Punjab, para sentar-se em um panchayaat. France,assim cinzento e de pedra e verde e vívido. Até querro ver os estados e Canada.Then again, I am only 17, and I have the whole world and my whole life ahead of me, inshAllah. My parents always taught me that I can do whatever I want if I work hard enough. It would seem that by now i would have stopped believing that, seen that life deals it's blows to whoever. But I still believe it, amazingly. It's just I don't know if i'm prepared to do all that work.
par Borges à 21:51
Muhammed DrawingsWhy do they even bother? I mean honestly, why would you conitnue to provoke and offend just to show your support for freedom of speech. The original puplication was aweful, but the reprinting is just mind boggeling. For God's sake. One good thing is that it has shown the worldthat we as Muslims have power to show our disgust without violence. A Dutch-Swedish dairy company has reported a drop of sales to near zero in the Middle East and North Africa. However newspapers have reported bomb threats (not so good).
anyway...
been working a lot lately, sometimes I hate it, sometimes I don't so much hate it. New semester, new schedule, not feeling it so much and it takes a while to adjust. I'm starting to hate this routine: school, work, sleep, school, work, sleep. Just gota big happiness, i'm watching frontline about Terrorism and Fundamentalism and Europe and was a shot of outside the main Paris mosque and entire streets were filled with people praying cuz there was no room, mashAllah.
Alhamdulilah
1. No more work this week :-)
2. Pepsi
3. I found my nalgene bottle
4. French class
5. The other day I went to pick up a woman who I know from work to translate for her at the pharmasist, and ended up jump starting her car, it was my first time doing something with a car, so thanks you for Allah for giving me the chance to learn and to practice.
6. My dad cleaned the kitchen
7. Feelin' good :-)
Libellés : Diplomatie, Europe
par Borges à 22:06
