Lahore Day Two

I have no idea what time we woke up… I think it was 10:00? In either case, we made a phone call to Ushiville to book a later appointment and found they were free to play immediately. So Hemmie dropped us off on her way to class and we had a lovely time reminiscing and…

Lahore, Day One

Baji is the expert travelogue writer, not Abez, and with that disclaimer out of the way, here’s the Lahore Weekend Log! Saturday: We were supposed to be on the motorway by 2pm, but it was actually closer to 3pm by the time we got ourselves out of the house. Having gotten onto the motorway, we…

FYI

– Leaving for Lahore and Hemmie and Chij and good times in fifteen minutes. – With Crayon and Chai on my mind. – And tuna salad on my nose. Heh. 🙂

heads up

This morning I saw Tabib #2 about my badly-behaved head. He said (after the mandatory toothpick) that he thought I was having varient migraines. Then he starting naming things like mint and chocolate and coffee and cheese and I became overjoyed in the false hope that he was giving me a prescription but Alas! he…

Blogging in the dark

Well, now that blogger is finally letting me in I can type an update. *taps fingers impatiently* It’s 4am and I’m still not asleep. This is irony when you consider that half an hour ago when I asked Owlie to turn the lights off she said, “But I’m not sleepy!” and I said, “But I…

Some notes on prayer, Best Beloved

I can remember, when I was little, sitting in on a Sunday School class in my mother’s church and being amused at how they prayed; the churchgoers were seated on folding metal chairs that were arranged in a loose semi-circle. Some of them were half-way turned around for people who had been sharing their Bibles…

S.O.S

Dear Blogistan Well, it’s 7 o’clock and there’s no food in the house. I don’t mean that there isn’t anything edible at all, I just mean that there’s nothing that would be appropriate for an meal. The fridge is full to bursting with things like sheer khurma, cake, dahi baray and various other crunchy-munchy snack…

Eid Mubarak Blogistan! Excuse me while I go and grin… Never mind, I’ll just grin and type simultaneously. Got a lot to be happy about today, tomorrow is the culmination of a whole month’s worth of fasting. Am I happy because fasting is finished? No, I’m actually kind of wishing this Ramadan hadn’t gone by…

Ana ‘Ajmi

Here’s an interesting quiz: can you translate these two paragraphs of Arabic? Wallahi Al-atfal yajroona fil mal’aab, yal’abu kurratl-qadam. Kuntu amshi izi dzhuribta rasi bil-kurati. Waqata rasi ‘ala’l-ard, bi-iznillah… ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Wa hu-al-lazi maddal-‘arda wa ja’ala feeha rawaasiya wa an-haaraa Wa min kullis-samaraati ja’ala feeha zowjainith-naini Yaghshil-lailan-nahaara… Ok, so we all know…

Like an audioblog…

But with commercials. he he Guess who was a call-in guest on Radio Islam, and guess who sounds much girlier on the air than they do in their own heads. *sigh* But at least I still look scary? Where’s Crayon, she knows how terrifying I am…and Owlie, look! *grimaces* Lissen or click here and select…

xii- My Lord gave nail and hammer and commanded man to build Man put nail to his brother’s back and promptly drove it in My Lord gave man the tool but He also gave the choice How dare you blame my Lord for the evil of your sin!

The benefit of (parenthetical) thought

I (personally) suffer from parenthetical thought. That’s where you have distracting thoughts within other (otherwise perfectly straightforward) thoughts that can distract from your initial point. They don’t (necessarily) have to be negative though. I’ll stop doing that now. (now) Parenthetical thoughts can actually be used to help supplement your concentration in prayer. I’m sharing this…

(rumi rox)

O Friend! we are near you in friendship, Wherever you set foot, we prostrate ourselves like earth. How is it permissible, in the religion of love, That we should see your Creation and neglect to see You? That Friend brought me up with great care and attention; He sewed me a garment from skin and…

Imagine my surprise when the doorbell rang around 10 pm and when I went to answer it, I found Poppie on the other side of the gate. My surprise is very toothy, and it looks like the kind of grin on a three-year old discovering mud pies for the first time. It was a blogging…

Dear Blogistan, AssalamuAlaikum I’m slightly delayed in updating because I’m thinking thoughts. Maybe not thinking so much as sorting, here’s what I have. The state of my head: -Day one off of medication was fine. A few jabs in the ear but I made a point to relax and breathe and ignore it. Alhamdulillah, no…

Infinity

xi- They told me to count my blessings I told them I hadn’t the time My body hadn’t the breath My language hadn’t the words -Abez good day today. time to go wash the dishes. 😀

Today has been a very hectic day. I woke up and went to the Tabib. To make a long story short, the Tabib has decided that although my pain has responded to the traditional treatment for trigeminal neuralgia, it was all in my head (ya’ani politely I’m nuts) and I should see a psychiatrist. That’s…

The Suit of Armor

Who are you? Are you who you are inside? Or are you who you are outside? You are born with potential, with lovely and innocent potential to be sweet, to be caring, to be compassionate, perhaps a bit vulnerable even. But as you grow older and more hardened by life, you develop a harder exterior-…

Rubaiyaat iix-x

Faith need only whisper Lips need barely part The angels of your Lord Write the longing of your heart *** Place gently, my young worshipper Your head upon the floor God asks that you be humble Not limb-weary and sore *** Kneel gracefully, young worshipper For it is no less than art And the motion…

The effect of snow on fire

The comment box yesterday was not the first place or time that someone has incredulously asked me whether my too-perfect family was for real. Incidentally, it’s also not the first time I’ve nearly died laughing. But I digress. In a round-about way I’ll get back to that, but first, a story. A wise man sat…