Journey with us through the last 10 days at 10 different Masjids

Day 1-Masjid Ar-Rowda (pardon the cheesy blog title)

So a few friends and I thought it would be a cool idea, if we prayed tahajud at 10 different masjids. We were extremely excited to make Ar-Rowda the first one. After stuffing ourselves with food and large amounts of caffeine, we hit the road towards Weston and Lawrence and parked right infront of an empty church (we snickered at this moment). Asma, Hiba, Siham and I had an extremely blessed night praying at this masjid, though we encountered some troubles when it came to suhoor at Tim Hortons, (I am not at Liberty to expose publicly) ..... it was still an amazing night.

Hiba and Asma entering the masjid

We seriously give it up to Tim Hortons... Tim you truly are the love of our lives, though you disappointed me an didnt give me my cup of water, though I'm sure we can negotiate some type of compromise......

Wash your mouth with soap

I think its time we invest in a product that washes the filth in our mouths, because our speech has become so dirty. It's gotten to the point where children are starting to immitate our disgusting dialect and behave in an adult like manner.

wash your mouths with soap
your breath reaks of deragatory terms an
body parts that shouldnt be your concern.
Keep private things that god made private,
be modest and dont descrbe whats hidden in your clothes,
profanity is the language of the fool
and believe me you don't wanna be that fool
That uneducated foul-mouthed fool
who flaunts their stupidity with cursed words type fool
and if your a child remain one
and speak in the dialect of mannerisms
Aint no rush to grow old, stick to your cartoons
Fun dont stay forever cuz that will go too
we may be moving forward too soon
but I don't mind going old school
when it comes to discipline and corporal punishment
To keep my kids in check with their thank you's
and not their F you's
Whats with the inhabitants of todays land
we've lost the voice to speak like the speech of great men
like malcom x, and even our prophets
whom embraced kind words
and spread it with open hands
but its cool , cause thats what were used to
Weve been placed in low ranks
an we'll stay there too
My mouth is dirty can someone pass me the soap
so I can clean out the stench of derogatory terms

Not yet titled

This is for everyone that's been stricken with grief or bad news....Allah has a plan for you, the greatest reward comes to those with patience, so bear with it an bite your tongue, make duaa an say Alhamdulilah

For the smile that lights up a thousand lanterns

To beauty that is too radiant I have to peak

Nay you are not beautiful shame on my words

The word should not define you

You define the word

One should be envious of your blessing

One should be envious of your essence

I should be envious, I should

I should be envious, I should

Such blessings I do not deserve

I would dress in dirty rags

Just to see you clothed in gold

A tear you drop distorts the image

A frown cracks the glow of your visage

A slouch mutates your gracious gait

An your grief will grant me sadness for days

One should be envious of your blessing

One should be envious of your essence

I should be envious, I should

I should be envious, I should

You have been blessed by the only divine

Take this time to thank him but do not cry

He tests only those whom he loves

You were chosen amongst many

Be patient for surely you are who he loves

One should be envious of your blessing

who wouldnt be envious of your essence

for I should be envious I should

I should be envious I should

A Muslim Woman

I am a Muslim Woman
I am not an alien, and no black is not my favorite color, (though I find it flattering against my complexion and you instantly lose 10 inches off your waist!!!)
I am not bald, but I have an excuse to have a bad hair day.
I am not hot under my scarf, its 2010 if you havent heard already we have built in ac's up in here.
I can hear very well, it just so happens my scarf is a fabric not a wall that impairs my hearing.
I am not illiterate, I can speak english very well and sadly better than my first language.
I am not weak, I knocked out a ufc fighter with my bare hands literally!!!
I am not oppressed I practice my deen out of my own free will
I find it strange when I hear people say things like "go back to your country" ummm, I'm canadian.....
I am not married to a Muhammad that I've never seen before, infact I'm not married and don't plan to be in a forced marriage.......thats not normal
I may look strange with all these layers, but hey atleast I wont get sunburn
I wear the scarf because I love it.
I am a Muslim Woman,
I love chocolate, candies and all things sweet, I love books poetry all things real, I love food, knowledge all things human and I love peace, tranquility....all things ISLAM

feminine jealousy

Pablo Neruda makes my knees weak...there I said it!!!!. His 100 love sonnets are about the same woman, that is just incredible. I would have loved to be that woman for that one day. My tears of joy would have turned into 100 days of mourning, and I in turn wouldve written 100 sonnets on Pablo's 100 sonnets an how I felt with each sonnet I read....Pablo thats a whole lotta love!!
Damn you Matilde (which was the woman he wrote the sonnets for <3 )