Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Ramadan the Flowering bud - I intend to Fall in Love with Faith
We all intend to live, but how we intend to live is another story
An intention is an inner strength to do something – that you might have found difficult or you might have thought wrong of in another time – It can be weak – or it can be very powerful and so demand of you greatly but then reward you greatly – intentions can be good or bad – can be worthy or foolish – can be lost and forgotten or can be remembered and taken into high account – it is important to remember how an intention can be taken – for sometimes you intend... and it is placed for you or against you – (ina ala3mal bel niyat) -
Ramadan is a time to create intentions - it is a time that helps you mend and send all your makings to God to ask him to help you – for in Ramadan peoples intentions become open and easy to understand – for yourself – it is easy to see what your real intentions are - we give up big parts of life and pause them – to intend to begin a new life, using the month as a challenge to try harder – to begin new things, to become a new person healed and forgiven
It is hard to begin thinking and carrying out your intentions – it is hard to think out what intentions you want – it is hard to continue them through the month, never mind after -
But it is harder to live a life without a dedicated intention - that would be a useless life - a wasted one -
I urge you to think about your intentions , to make them come alive and to use this month to fulfil them - in order to live a clean and healthy faithful and beautiful life
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped you would talk to me, even if it was just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear. When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy. At one point you had to wait, fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk to me, but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all your activities I guess you were too busy to say anything to me.
I noticed that before lunch you looked around, may be you felt embarrassed to talk to me, that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four tables over and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet. You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not, just about anything goes there and you spend lot of time each day in front of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you didn't talk to me.
Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said good night to your family you popped into bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may not realize that I am always there for you. I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you how to be patient with others as well.
I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought or a thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation. Well, you are getting up once again. And once again I will wait, with nothing but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time. Have a nice day!
Your friend, ALLAH
Monday, August 17, 2009
What it is...
My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-
My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.
But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.
Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...
Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -
It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -