Looking to make contact with other Muslimahs who are like myself with small children living or will be living in a foreign country.
I invite you to share the experience with us as we try to make this happen!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
The ever beautiful, awe-inspiring Taj Mahal... InshaAllah on my list to visit after I complete Hajj
Some women in the marketplace
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Oh, I'm in a reflective mode right now so I thought I'd share some quotes from random authors on living life:
Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still.Life is a grindstone. Whether it grinds us down or polishes us up depends on us.
We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.
In the game of life it's a good idea to have a few early losses, which relieves you of the pressure of trying to maintain an undefeated season.
In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but providence writes on the other side, and what it ordains is seldom our goal.
Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian.
All of the animals except for man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it.
Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before, how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever...
Friday, December 19, 2008
- They have to be real place, names, things, nothing made up!
- Try to use different answers if the person who tagged you had the same 1st initial.
- You can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.
What is your name: Anisa
A 4 letter word: ache
A boys Name: Abdullah (my Big Papi...)
A girls Name: Asiya
A color: azure blue
Something you wear: anklets (many of them!)
A food: apricot
Something found in the bathroom: aspirin
A place: Argentina
A Reason for being late: aggravation
Something you shout: Aha!
I will tag these ladies:
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Main Entry: pho·ny
Variant(s): also pho·ney \ˈfō-nē\
Inflected Form(s): pho·ni·er; pho·ni·est
: not genuine or real: as a (1): intended to deceive or mislead (2): intended to defraud : counterfeit b: arousing suspicion : probably dishonest
— pho·ni·ness \ˈfō-nē-nəs\ noun
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
I was catching up on some reading and alot of them had to do with transitions- good, bad and the unknown... change can be a very overwhelming thing and depending on your strength and outlook towards it, those factors can determine how the outcome will be... so, do you have the constant feeling that your life is miserable? Do you wish you could somehow redo everything? In a sense, you can. I read this excellent article below:
If your life is miserable, you think almost everything about it is bad... you hate your job, you're dissatisfied with the way you look, you're tired of your friends, you're even sick of where you live. In short, life stinks... or does it?
I'm not saying that you can instantly get a happy, problem-free life just by changing your thinking, but you can start to improve things if you'll accept one simple truth- I AM NOT POWERLESS!
As odd as it sounds, sometimes we're comfortable being miserable. I don't mean that we enjoy our misery, but it may be easier to stay in a familiar, bad situation than it is to change. Change takes courage... change takes faith. Most of all, change means venturing into the unknown and that can be even scarier than where you are now, even if your life is miserable where you are now.
When your life is miserable, you begin to approach your individual "misery threshold." This is very similar to your pain threshold. Maybe you have a very high misery threshold and you can go for years and years in a rotten situation... or maybe your misery threshold is much lower and you're jumping in and out of things all the time, hoping life will get better. The ideal is probably somewhere in between. Pain, even spiritual or emotional pain, is a sign that something is wrong. However, life is never perfect and never will be, so all of us have some difficulties we have to learn to live with.
Change is a very scary thing- I have bouts of doubt as I pack my bags to make my move, Inshallah, but then I remind myself- change can be good! Sometimes the most important change is being able to look at things in a new way. I know that when you stop beating yourself up, your life can begin to improve in a dramatic way.
Constructive change requires thought and planning, and we're capable of that. You can do more, be better, and be happier than you've been in the past but the first step is believing, with Allah (SWT) help, that it's possible!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Surprisingly enough, even spending time with your significant other can not provide the same healthy benefits as friendship. Good sisters offer a different kind of support than our husbands, siblings, parents or children can. Caring Muslimahs can provide a different level of understanding and communication... and this can positively affect your health, wellness and attitude coupled with a strong feeling of connectedness or place of belonging.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Funny how $10 looks so big when we take it to masjid and so small when we take it to the store...
Funny how big an hour serving God looks and how small 60 minutes are when spent playing golf, fishing or playing soccer...
Funny how laborious it is to read a juzz in the Quran and how easy it is to read 2-300 pages of a best selling novel...
Funny how we believe what newspapers say but question what the Quran says...
Funny how we can't think of anything to say when we pray but don't have any difficulty thinking of things to talk about to a friend...
Funny how we need 2-3 weeks to fit an Islamic event into our schedule, but can adjust it for a social event at the last moment...
Funny isn't it? Nope, not in the least but... is this you?
Friday, November 28, 2008
Link back to the person who tagged you;
List three hadith you’d like to pin up in your masjid... and why;
Tag some of your fellow bloggers by linking to them in your post and send them a comment to let them know they've been tagged
All hadiths were taken from Sahih al-Bukhari
Volume 1, Book 2, Number 40:
Narrated Abu Huraira:
Allah's Apostle said, "If any one of you improve (follows strictly) his Islamic religion then his good deeds will be rewarded ten times to seven hundred times for each good deed and a bad deed will be recorded as it is."
To remind us that if we hold true to our religion and do what is right (even though it's easier to do what's wrong) we will be rewarded on the Day of Judgement for our efforts
Volume 1, Book 2, Number 32:
Narrated Abu Huraira:
The Prophet said, "The signs of a hypocrite are three:
1. Whenever he speaks, he tells a lie.
2. Whenever he promises, he always breaks it (his promise ).
3. If you trust him, he proves to be dishonest. (If you keep something as a trust with him, he will not return it.)"
This one would be posted so we make sure we keep ourselves in check....
Volume 1, Book 2, Number 27:
Narrated 'Abdullah bin 'Amr:
A person asked Allah's Apostle . "What (sort of) deeds in or (what qualities of) Islam are good?" He replied, "To feed (the poor) and greet those whom you know and those whom you don't know."
To remind us not to forget our brothers and sisters !
Okay, I will tag my sisters listed here:
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Again, going through some stuff here and found another piece that use to adorn my desk... enjoy!
Pity Me Not
Pity me not
For the clothes I wear
Nor for the scarf that covers my hair
Pity me not
For my black garb
My modest air
My humble heart
Pity me not
For my lack of speech
Because my silent voice can always find a heart to reach
Pity me not
For my Muslim name
It is the sign of my honor and the badge of my fame
Pity me not
And call me oppressed
Because from society's norms I'm differently dressed
Pity me not
But try to understand
That I love my religion and I'm proud of who I am!
Pity me not
For following the divine way
But pity those who have been led astray!
Hmm... maybe this is why everyone (not all but some) in my office took such a disliking to me when I reverted- too much Muslimah pride! Oh, well.... LOL
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Going through some files from my office and came across this one that was sent to me from a very dear girlfriend who resides in England now... Anisa, if you read this, I love you!
Who I Am !What do you see when you look at me?
All some people can do is just look and stare
Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They are so thankful that they are not me
Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used
They think that the hood makes me look caged
All they can do is look at me in fear
Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
See I have declined from being a guy's toy
Real men are able to appreciate my mind
I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are the ones that are free and pure
Friday, November 21, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
It’s in this knowledge that we discover the most wonderful truth of all. Whether we live in a forty-room mansion, surrounded by servants and wealth, or find it a struggle to manage the rent month to month, we have it within our power to be fully satisfied and live a life with true meaning.
One day at a time… we have that ability, through cherishing each moment and rejoicing in each dream. We can experience each day anew, and with this fresh start we have what it takes to make all of our dreams come true. Each day is new, and living one day at a time enables us to truly enjoy life and live it to the fullest."
Would that you must also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
- Our appearance, our words, our actions are never greater than ourselves.
For the soul is our house, our eyes its windows, and our words its messengers.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
It's been a short while since I've had the chance to sit down to breathe... and even contemplate about sharing something with everyone... busy food shopping, shopping for winter clothes, doctor appointments, gatherings with family, gatherings with my Muslimahs, paying household bills, selling stuff, buying stuff, rearranging part of my old life to start life anew in a new land, Inshallah.
I always try to schedule my days with errands grouped together to make things more efficient since it's always me and my three little ones in the back seat. One day, I had to stop for my usual frequent visit to the salon/barber shop where I get my daughter's hair braided every 2 weeks as it's very long and curly/wavy to boot, Mashallah, and this is the only way to keep neat and tidy. So in one section of this shop, the African sister who braids my daughter hair was talking to me about my big move and how things were coming along- so I started rattling off all the things I have done, in the process of doing and what's in the cooker to be handled next... and she started smiling and said, "You're busy!"... which I always am and sometimes I do feel like a single parent as my poor husband works such long hours- an average day for him is about 11-12... so this move is being orchestrated by me, alone. When I come to the shop to either braid my daughter's hair or cut my Big Papi's hair, all of them are with me and I'm ALWAYS on my cell phone trying to conduct business with someone in some part of the world! This day in question, I had spoken to a few of my Muslim sisters out there and we were all talking about what we did, had to do and such- and in this shop they have a huge flat screen where they show videos for their customers viewing pleasure and on came this song that I never heard before but I knew the voice and the lyrics is what caught my ears and made me look. To be honest, whenever I'm there, I always just "tune it out" since I don't listen to music any longer but this day, the song caught me and I felt it explained us women, especially us Muslimahs! We usually have more than a full plate with studying, keeping our home(s) organized, rearing our child(ren), maintaining ourselves, keeping the hubby happy (or at least trying to), working outside the home, paying the bills and the list goes on! Now, I don't advocate listening to music but I wanted to share this with you all- and for those NOT interested in hearing it, just look up the lyrics on the internet...
We are strong, diligent, beautiful, smart, resilient, merciful, loving, forgiving, understanding, thoughtful, mindful, objective and whatever else you can think of that I forgot to mention here. Superwomen... Yes, we are!
(It's bedtime so there's no time to figure out how to embed the video so do the obvious below which will navigate you away from the page):
Monday, November 3, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
The only part of this move I'm not looking forward to is the time when my husband will be here in New York- his business is here so he'll constantly be back and forth- the kids are going to go bonkers! My eldest son even cries when he leaves for work... I had to deal with this situation 2 years ago when the hubby left for Hajj- Maryam was 2 at that point and trying to make her understand he went away wasn't easy- I tried but she kept thinking he went to work... and she had the tendency to wait up for him to come from work at night so for about 2 weeks she didn't sleep and kept whinning in her sleep when she had to give in to it... that was one the most miserable times in my life. My son was 5 months old then so I was up during the night nursing and had to get up very early to go to work. I couldn't wait to get to Cairo as we were meeting him there after he left Saudi. We decided that would be the perfect time to check the place out to see if we actually wanted to make the move considering we're thinking long term. I pray to Allah daily to make this move a success and make it feel like we were just away from home- please make dua for us!
I constantly get mixed reviews from my friends and family on our decision on moving there- most of the family are concerned about the kids and not being able to see them on a daily basis and my friends... they're comments run the gamut: why are you doing this? That's a third-world country! Aren't they "warring" there? What will you do there? It's not clean there... and what type of houses do they live in? Egyptians don't like Americans... and it's dirty there. And my favorite, are you crazy??? I must mention, most are comments from people who were my friends before I converted but also, surprisingly enough, some of those comments are from my fellow sisters... yes, you can raise your kids Islamically in this environment but the daily everyday life makes it difficult. Why not raise them in an Islamic country where they can truly benefit and receive an excellent academic education (and you can choose which type of track they pursue: American or British) and receive some of the best Islamic instruction to boot? I'm looking to prepare my children with the tools to Inshallah, live through the life of this world both academically and Islamically and their hereafter as well... this is important to me. Okay, Cairo won't be exactly what I'm used to but it's a sacrifice I'm more than willing to make for the sake of my children. And the intention is to be pleasing to Allah... and by his mercy will we prevail in this endeavor! You can't understand this point fully unless you've known someone who've left here or wherever you may live in the world and moved to Egypt or Saudi and come back home to visit their families and HEAR their children recite the Quran so beautifully you want to cry... and they left knowning just about nothing at all! This is what it's all about educating the children, the next generation, to be strong and knowledgeable in their deen.
Sisters, send me your thoughts- and I'm looking to meet all the sisters I can there in Cairo so hail me when you can!
I had the oppportunity to read some the other sisters blogs here- Mashallah, so many sisters out there! I'm glad to see so many of my sisters from around the world sharing their thoughts- may Allah reward you all and give us all the best of this life and in the hereafter! (Ameen)
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
I'm ready to share my experiences with everyone on my journey to making the move from my home here in New York to Cairo within the upcoming months... this is something my husband and I have discussed back and forth for the last 4 years as we agreed when I was pregnant with my eldest child, my daughter, that when she reached school age we would pack our bags and make the move so many of our other friends had already done. Most left for the same reasons with the desire of educating their children abroad so that they would be exposed to the best possible education both academically and Islamically while others left for the sheer experience of saying they lived for a period of time in the land of the Pharaohs! For the last 2 years I've been shipping suitcases with my friends travelling back and forth so when we exactly make the move, I would have all my heart desired there to set up my home- my husband told me I was crazy for buying all these things but us women know what we like and the things I can get here in New York is definitely not available over there! He'll understand when it all comes together...
My last visit to Cairo was this past January when I packed up myself and the 2 kids at the time (I was 2 months pregnant then) along with my girlfriend who owned a flat there in Al Rehab (nice compound) to make sure I wanted to make the commitment of moving for sure- and with a little more time on my hands to look around than my first trip there which was beginning of last year, I decided that as long as I lived in an area that had all the things I would need on a daily basis including a good all around school for Maryam, that making the move wouldn't be so bad. I proceeded to buy a washer/dryer combo, lights, fixtures, etc. to start preparing a flat to move into. Anybody who hails from there or ever lived there knows that the apartments only come with sinks and a toilet! Talk about being shocked when I looked at a few places to rent... but it gives you the opportunity to make the place as nice as you would like or keep as bare as you would like- still it was a challenge trying to shop at the flea markets for goods with the little ones (my daughter was 3 then and my son was 1) but with the help of my girlfriend and her driver/friend there named Osama, we made it happen! This man was our baggage handler, private driver, negotiator, friend and confidant. He's good friends with my friend and her husband so she passed him along to me in a sort of way since she just moved to Saudi Arabia to live... I've been calling him back and forth as he's looking for an apartment for me since I didn't find one I liked while I was there. He sends me pics via cell phone and we text constantly as to "yes" or "no" to what he has found- may Allah reward this hard working brother for all his help (Ameen).
It seems kinda strange to actually jot down all that flows thru the mind to share with the world... lol
I look forward to sharing my thoughts with all of you as the entire process unfolds- be sure to check back in and if anyone knows or can suggest an area in Cairo that perfect for families with young children, please feel free to drop me a line! I'm looking in New Cairo just outside Al Rehab because inside the compound the rent has skyrocketed to an extreme degree so it's not worth it anymore although it's nice but not that nice for what they're asking. I know Maadi is a great place for expats and the greenery is definitely a plus in my book but I don't want to have to deal with very heavy traffic and the smog- not good for the babies!
Comments are welcomed from one and all