What is all this Fuss about?

What I can’t understand is all these rallies, promos, fussing, whimpering and complaining about females’ status

Yes, there are various rights that are not being given to females but it isn’t true for all. The ones who are actually suffering never make it on the screen. 

Can anyone tell me:

  • How wearing short tops and tight jeans can make you confident?
  • How wearing revealing clothes can make you a free woman? 
  • How replacing shyness with boldness can do you any good? And I mean shyness as in ‘hayaa’ in your eyes and manner.

I am sorry to say it but the media and such thinking is damaging the minds of our innocent little females. Oh! I sound like an old lady, ha! Just to be clear am not. 😉

If you do things the right way, there is a lot of value given to women in Islam.

Do you know the status of females in Islam?

  • When a Muslim girl is born, she becomes the reason for her father to enter Jannah.
  • When she grows up and marries a man, she completes half of her husband’s religion.
  • When she becomes a mother, paradise lies under her feet.

Quite impressive, don’t you think?

Why not we try to be better humans rather than creating a chaos over who gets to be superior.

Give it a thought.

-aak92

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Where are We Heading???

Few days back, I was listening to this horrible news on T.V that really shook me. I felt some strong vibes passing through my body. And not the good or normal kind, but undoubtedly the bad ones.

This is how it goes:

A family was going in a car: father, daughter and daughter-in-law. While on the road they were stopped by some gangsters with guns in their hands. At gun point they ordered the father to give them one of the girls. They said that they have guns and that they can take away both the girls but they only want one, so choose. 

The father scarified his  own daughter. His very own little girl. Can you imagine this?! The pain! The tragedy! CAN YOU??!!

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He had no choice, because he had the responsibility of someone’s else daughter. He chose to sacrifice HIS little angel. This must have been the most difficult decision of all time.

A long time sed and that girl is still not found. The mother had a heart attack and the father committed suicide. Can you blame him?

And this is not the first incident. The are millions of such terrible incidents like these. And they are increasing at such a high rate, that it is frightening. Kidnapping, rape, murdering, torture, thrashing etc. No one is save in this world any long. Boys, girls, kids, women, men, families, no one. 

What I do not understand is what people get out of this. A little thrill, money…. WHAT?!!! And is it worth anything?

Oh please Lord! We are lost without you. Please protect us from all these monsters. 

– aak92

Unrealistic Desire

Looking back where he is everywhere

And looking forward where he will never be

She cries

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Remembering the memories of him

And thinking about the memories where he will never be

She cries

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Recalling the moment he was there

Remembering the next he was gone

She cries

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Cries because she still looks for him

In the mist of her loss

Knows that he ain’t coming back

But still she carries this unrealistic desire

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Looking for him in crowds

Finding him and losing him

Over and over again

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Still she carries this unrealistic desire

Close to her heart

Hoping for something totally impossible…

Unrealistic desire of a daughter for her deceased father.

– aak92

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Daddy, I Wish You Were Here

Holding her father’s hand

Crossing to a land

That was ahead

 

She loosened her grip on her father’s hand

From time to time

‘Cause she wanted see the world

She wanted to soar

 

But whenever darkness prevailed

Or a monster jumped at her in broad daylight

She shrank back, tightened her grip

 

And he screened her

Standing in the way of everything and anything

Advancing to hurt his little girl

 

But then came the darkest coldest scariest storm

It turned everything upside down

 

She looked beside her

He was gone

Her father was gone

 

She searched and searched

But all in vain

 

She looked ahead

And she knew

From now on

She will have to cross all the hurdles and

Face all the monsters without him

 

No going back

Only moving forward

With a heartache

And flashbacks that will always haunt her

 

Every time she will over come a hurdle

She will look back

And smile, a little smile

A sad happy smile

 

And will say:

Daddy, I wish you were here

To see your little girl growing up

 

Daddy, I wish you were here….

– aak92

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Dear Daddy

The first time we made eye contact,

I knew I was in Heaven.

 

You don’t know how blessed I feel to be your daughter,

And I hope you feel the same.

 

Hold me tight,

Don’t let me fall,

I know, I will always be safe in your hold.                                        

                                                                      

Guide me along,

Show me the right path,

Never leave me stranded.

 

I love being your daughter as I get to be

Daddy’s Little Girl

And it rocks!!!

I wrote it from a little baby girl’s point of view, how she sees her dad.

-aak92

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I Hate Remembering It……

The day I lose you

Keep coming back to me

It is a nightmare I can’t get rid of

 

I hate remembering it but

I can’t stand to forget it

 

You used to be there always

Now you are nowhere around

 

I hate remembering it but

I can’t stand to forget either.

For my father 😦

– aak92

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You weren’t there…

When I woke up on this day

I saw the colors

I heard the laughter

Everything was bright and clear

 

But when I tried to look for you

I couldn’t see you, I couldn’t find you

 

It made me want to scream

To cry until I made a stream

 

Why can’t you be here?

Why can’t I be with you?

Why among these thousand faces

I can’t see yours???

 

It wasn’t the same without you

It wasn’t okay

It wasn’t fine

I wasn’t fine..

 

I put the smile on my face

It fooled the world

But it didn’t trick me

 

The world was colorful

But to me it was colorless

Because you weren’t there to cheer me up…

– aak92

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My first Eid without my father.

Can’t Let Go

I can’t talk about you,

Without hesitation,

Without crying my eyes out,

Without going back in my head,

To the day, I lost you.

 

I may hold back my tears,

Because they think that,

Now is the time,

To let go.

 

But I tried and failed

I think I am gonna hang on to you for a while

Or maybe ’til the end

– aak92

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For my father.