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Gabriel asked the Prophet 'read', prophet who God crowned with a prophethood of being last replied 'I cannot read' Prophet wrapped himself with a warm blanket Khadija the prophet's true love said You are God's chosen one since you are all sincere, honest and never do wrong to His people. this, what is wrong with today's people never seeking to learn or read knowing they know everything. so they can **** anyone in the name of God they **** innocent people and yet, the response is 'we **** infidel's who are the infidels? You and i are not God It is for the God to decide who's the most kind of all The Sunni Muslims have a story to tell they're better than shia Muslims and shia' have defensive tale to say, 'they are less honored one' it's all politicized matters not the religion the crusades of islam is not about religion but the gaining of power who's going to lead after the Prophet's death? even the prophet himself narrated 'he's mere human being who God blessed with might God says, love thee people as I love you the best I'm closest to you, even more closer to your own heartbeat no other will love you, as i how love you I felt the longingness this hunger, and the strike to do well in life even though, i no longer am with people who i thought to be my people it feels so odd and out of place most of the time since i can't begin to tell how truly i feel i learned to unlearn my roots, and inheritance how hard it is, to defy what you knew for your entire life I learned to be with people, without needing them and saying, 'goodbye's, when I didn't want to since nothing is real nobody is here for real only the matters, and interactions with each other will define the true identities of us it doesn't hold true to people, who share Islamic faith but, the Christianity, Hinduism, or Judaism or another religion in any other region of the world As of my utterance, i don't trust people with establishments and people, running the show In Pakistan, the land where i was born nobody cares for anyone, whether they leave or stay even if somebody dies people stay inhumane, insensitive about most of the things but the focus is too much on religion even the moral conduct is not so right At the edge of my state, when i utter this i feel erked and awkward low in spirits or perhaps i don't feel anything, at all. When the Abraham was asked to 'sacrifice' his beloved son, 'Ismail' he without defying obliged to Gods will God, in his dutiful obedience replace Ismail with a lamb to fulfill the traditions, Muslims each year follow the Abrahams traditions when people slaughter million of animals in name of God which has merely became a mockery of 'sacrifice' The day i left my house, i felt truly abandon and so, the time when i left my friend's house who i visited only before leaving I thought to myself, this will never be filled and it didn't even after many years afterward I stand in my nomadic spirit without owning anything or have anything in mind, to occupy anything This world, as i see is a mere transition period where we meet people of all race, and kinds from all regions , and faith but it doesn't give us any upper or lower hand to justify anything, whatever we feel or think. As it is not for me to decide or others to judge, by other people's religion, or region color, race, kind There is no place in Quran that says, hate people from other religion nor it says, to defend your faith when people attack you. The rising Islamphobia and hatred for the muslims, in response, all the muslims could say, 'Islam is a religion of peace' a defensive approach, again and again not wiling to understand it's not for you to defend your religion your faith doesn't need you, it's you, who needs it for your own purity, to perserve the innocence and the feeling for others when others fail to do God says, 'Surely there are signs in this for those of you who would reflect' to me, its a comforting zone I derive my pleasure in this but there are so many people out there, interpreting the verses in their own perspectives. Upon the reasons, i feel it's necessary to challenge yourself your mind, your readings learnings inheritances wisdom and all the knowledge you acquired over the years we don't acquire knowledge in order to boost but to be better, and to understand the reasons I was named by the 'Moons light, that means moonlight which is poetic and referred as 'beautiful' I am not sure who named me, as i remember my childhood a very quiet, deserted and lonely one it wasn't tragic but disturbed I have erased my memory and the corners of heart, that used to feel mighty heavy for so many things the betrayals, insincere and lack of resistance shown by people i left everything behind me When Ishaq's sons took Yusuf he cried most of his times, till the point he lost his sight which he regained by seeing Yusuf's he was betrayed by his own brothers only to gain their father's attention they tricked Yusuf which he survived regardless the betrayals are hard to forgive or even remove and the cultural hindrances, resistant obstacles it's been a while since i felt home anywhere and even when I'm home i feel the distant memory of my own self which was innocent I'm Mahwish, and it means 'beautiful like moonlight my life will reflect the meaning of my name, someday and till then I continue to live.
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
Spirit of life
Gabriel asked the Prophet 'read', prophet who God crowned with a prophethood of being last replied 'I cannot read' Prophet wrapped himself with a warm blanket Khadija the prophet's true love said You are God's chosen one since you are all sincere, honest and never do wrong to His people. this, what is wrong with today's people never seeking to learn or read knowing they know everything. so they can **** anyone in the name of God they **** innocent people and yet, the response is 'we **** infidel's who are the infidels? You and i are not God It is for the God to decide who's the most kind of all The Sunni Muslims have a story to tell they're better than shia Muslims and shia' have defensive tale to say, 'they are less honored one' it's all politicized matters not the religion the crusades of islam is not about religion but the gaining of power who's going to lead after the Prophet's death? even the prophet himself narrated 'he's mere human being who God blessed with might God says, love thee people as I love you the best I'm closest to you, even more closer to your own heartbeat no other will love you, as i how love you I felt the longingness this hunger, and the strike to do well in life even though, i no longer am with people who i thought to be my people it feels so odd and out of place most of the time since i can't begin to tell how truly i feel i learned to unlearn my roots, and inheritance how hard it is, to defy what you knew for your entire life I learned to be with people, without needing them and saying, 'goodbye's, when I didn't want to since nothing is real nobody is here for real only the matters, and interactions with each other will define the true identities of us it doesn't hold true to people, who share Islamic faith but, the Christianity, Hinduism, or Judaism or another religion in any other region of the world As of my utterance, i don't trust people with establishments and people, running the show In Pakistan, the land where i was born nobody cares for anyone, whether they leave or stay even if somebody dies people stay inhumane, insensitive about most of the things but the focus is too much on religion even the moral conduct is not so right At the edge of my state, when i utter this i feel erked and awkward low in spirits or perhaps i don't feel anything, at all. When the Abraham was asked to 'sacrifice' his beloved son, 'Ismail' he without defying obliged to Gods will God, in his dutiful obedience replace Ismail with a lamb to fulfill the traditions, Muslims each year follow the Abrahams traditions when people slaughter million of animals in name of God which has merely became a mockery of 'sacrifice' The day i left my house, i felt truly abandon and so, the time when i left my friend's house who i visited only before leaving I thought to myself, this will never be filled and it didn't even after many years afterward I stand in my nomadic spirit without owning anything or have anything in mind, to occupy anything This world, as i see is a mere transition period where we meet people of all race, and kinds from all regions , and faith but it doesn't give us any upper or lower hand to justify anything, whatever we feel or think. As it is not for me to decide or others to judge, by other people's religion, or region color, race, kind There is no place in Quran that says, hate people from other religion nor it says, to defend your faith when people attack you. The rising Islamphobia and hatred for the muslims, in response, all the muslims could say, 'Islam is a religion of peace' a defensive approach, again and again not wiling to understand it's not for you to defend your religion your faith doesn't need you, it's you, who needs it for your own purity, to perserve the innocence and the feeling for others when others fail to do God says, 'Surely there are signs in this for those of you who would reflect' to me, its a comforting zone I derive my pleasure in this but there are so many people out there, interpreting the verses in their own perspectives. Upon the reasons, i feel it's necessary to challenge yourself your mind, your readings learnings inheritances wisdom and all the knowledge you acquired over the years we don't acquire knowledge in order to boost but to be better, and to understand the reasons I was named by the 'Moons light, that means moonlight which is poetic and referred as 'beautiful' I am not sure who named me, as i remember my childhood a very quiet, deserted and lonely one it wasn't tragic but disturbed I have erased my memory and the corners of heart, that used to feel mighty heavy for so many things the betrayals, insincere and lack of resistance shown by people i left everything behind me When Ishaq's sons took Yusuf he cried most of his times, till the point he lost his sight which he regained by seeing Yusuf's he was betrayed by his own brothers only to gain their father's attention they tricked Yusuf which he survived regardless the betrayals are hard to forgive or even remove and the cultural hindrances, resistant obstacles it's been a while since i felt home anywhere and even when I'm home i feel the distant memory of my own self which was innocent I'm Mahwish, and it means 'beautiful like moonlight my life will reflect the meaning of my name, someday and till then I continue to live.
Maavi
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
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