Thursday, 9 July 2015

RAMADAN MUBARAK (2015)

This Ramadan has come so quick!
And I am so grateful to be alive. I honestly constantly feel like I will die, and though some people tell me thats a good thing, I used to panic, and each year I would hope to see Ramadan, and it is such a blessing.
5 years without my father, without his precense at the kitchen table as we break our fasts.
I will never forget. Memories hug our souls.

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=surah+mulk+ziyaad

View this video, it trembles but fixes the heart.

Read Surah Mulk every night

<3

Hope you have a lovely fast, and blessed month!

xxxxxxxxxx

Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Studying Pediatric Nursing

I was told that you will lose your social life and all your 'FREE' time when you commence the degree, but i thought PSHH no way.
Truth is, look how long it has been since i have been posting! I am overloaded with revision, assigments, university, and clinicals, i barely have time to check my tumblr let alone blogger. Eek.

So pardon me! My ghost viewers! You can keep up with me on my new instagram
@Studentnursediaries <---------

Saturday, 20 December 2014

Wednesday, 17 December 2014

FUNNY/WEIRD bus conversation!

So i was sitting on the bus, minding my own business, yadda yadda, listening to my kray thoughts, until this man comes on the bus, and he sits behind me. And ofcourse i paid him no attention, he is just a passing stranger amongst the many odd strangers, and then i was lost back into my own thoughts, and he started asking this lady beside him questions

Man: How old are you?

And if that was me i would be freaked out, and i'd think in my kray head Why do you need to know?
But this lady was funny because she has the best humour ever.

Lady: Silent for a while.

Man: I aint crazy, how old are you?

At this point i would think he is flirting, but he was persistent he wasn't flirting... listen to this

Man: I am conducting a random study to see how old each lady on a bus next to me is, sorry to sound weird.

AHAHAHA i would cry of laughter.

Lady:Please don't tell anyone, okay? Promise!!?

Now i was thinking oh she doesn't want anyone to know her age, maybe she is afraid of ageing, so i glanced back curious to judge her into an age catagorie, but i couldnt tell, maybe 20's could be 30's.

Man: I wont!

Lady: I am His real mother, i never died.

NOW I WAS TOTALLY CONFUSED.

Man: And i am his father, but i never died.

LAdy: Harry will live.

MAn; Amen.

Then there was awkward silence, because not just me, but everyone else was so confused, was there a camera crew?

She took out some stick from her bag, and he clapped. She got up, and walked to the door, and he followed clapping. it felt like a circus. Everyone was astounded.
Then they literally started hugging each other, and he was crying, and she blurted out, "I am only 26!" And he laughed. Then they got off and everyone on the bus looked SHOCKED.

I thought this was all soo funny, until i realised maybe she was a witch? She hypnotised him, and i thought and thought and got so curious, and eventually CAME TO THE CONCLUSION she was probably mentally deranged, orrrrrrrrrrrrrr they might be Harry Potter's real parents that are alive.

???????

Comment on what u think guys


Saturday, 29 November 2014

Girly time!

How girly are you!?

One thing i have noticed is HOW GIRLY i can be, though at times i am far from it (I HATE SHOPPING & NAIL POLISH) unless i know what i want ofcourse!
My Uni friends and I had a girly sleep over!! Woop!

-Makeup sesh?

CHECK

-Dancing?


CHECK

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

CHECKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

It was amazing guys, honestly...
OH AND DON'T FORGET

SElfieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Monday, 17 November 2014

WHAT'S UNIVERSITY LIKE?

Well, for starters it is DIFFERENT.
Especially to me, because i just graduated from a highschool that i spent a long ass 7 YEARS in, and it was bor-ing!!!
But now I travel everyday underground, into Central London, amongst so many different people, I dissapear in the crowd. It's fun. Being a new-bie when i was the old-bie before.

Anywhoo, my course is pretty intensive, anatomy, psychology, sociology, law, medicine, maths, CAN YOU GUESS..

So a lot of my time will be taken up on studying (since i am a geek) Lol joke joke...I am probably watching House or Greys Anatomy to jerk my brain to function. Or spending all the time i have with my wonderful familia..lool JOKE JOKE AGAIN, i am just blinking day in and day out and time flies by.

But one thing i have become addicted to lately is POEMS!
Here is an amazing one:

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By: Carol Ann Duffy
{Medusa}

A suspicion, a doubt, a jealousy
grew in my mind,
which turned the hairs on my head to filthy snakes
as though my thoughts
hissed and spat on my scalp.

My bride’s breath soured, stank
in the grey bags of my lungs.
I’m foul mouthed now, foul tongued,
yellow fanged.
There are bullet tears in my eyes.
Are you terrified?

Be terrified.
It’s you I love,
perfect man, Greek God, my own;
but I know you’ll go, betray me, stray
from home.
So better by for me if you were stone.

I glanced at a buzzing bee,
a dull grey pebble fell
to the ground.
I glanced at a singing bird,
a handful of dusty gravel
spattered down.

I looked at a ginger cat,
a housebrick
shattered a bowl of milk.
I looked at a snuffling pig,
a boulder rolled
in a heap of shit.

I stared in the mirror.
Love gone bad
showed me a Gorgon.
I stared at a dragon.
Fire spewed
from the mouth of a mountain.

And here you come
with a shield for a heart
and a sword for a tongue
and your girls, your girls.
Wasn’t I beautiful
Wasn’t I fragrant and young?

Look at me now.

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

September Season- Hello New Chapters

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

-Hellooooooooooo!!

So basically it's a new beginning, a new academic year, a new chance!
Why am I so excited? Because we all love to turn the page of a book don't we? Whenever I read a new book and it get's to the climax and it becomes overwhelmingly exciting I CAN NOT WAIT TO TURN THE PAGE, OR START THE NEW CHAPTER.
So......That's most of us right now isn't it? September.

Every year we continue our book, and sometime's it's a new chapter, and sometimes it's just a new page.
For me this year is a New Chapter because I am in ....
High school? As if! That's over!

I'm talking about..

UNIVERSITY!!!



Yay Me (Excite like da Borat)

I said a major GOODBYE to my amazing Summer Holiday... Lol Joke.. I was pretty much a ZOMBIE...


Nonetheless, I was so excited to start the big and new University because I am finally here, I made it!
Though I looked like a fat slug creeping around the University campus and monstering my way around. When I started my attitude was pretty much 100% Optimistic, and I was ready to rumble, but the joke of the matter is that it wasn't how I expected.



..., It felt so overwhelming to be honest, seeing unrecognisable faces, and being afraid to talk to new people. Though I am SO SO grateful to have made a few friends so quickly, and through them I managed to make more friends. You know, I genuinely didn't expect there to be any if not a few Muslim girl's in my course, and to my SURPRISE there were SO SO many (Alhamdulilah) obviously I ran to them! Alhamdulilah my prayers were answered because I feel so much more comfortable not standing out alone, feeling like I belong really. It wasn't just a 'few' there were a lot of us, Maa Shaa Allah! If this taught me anything it is that Dua is our weapon because we ask and we get truly!


Anywhooooooo, So I was totally prepared to work hard but, all I could understand from the blabber jabber that everyone else seemed to understand was minimal, and all I could think was (I need to start revising, I really need to)



This will be a fun, challenging, and memorable 3 year's of a chapter that I hope goes slow and fun!

Comment, and let me know what your new chapter entails

xoooooooooooooooo

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Saturday, 6 September 2014

Dear Diary- Why do I wear a Hijab, a covering, a Jilbab?


*Picture was taken Eid 2013*

I see a bright view ahead of me, no not literally, but hopefully.

~Reason being... I am an optimistic person with aspiration, dreams, hopes, and goals to be fulfilled.
~So often I come across obstacles, battles, and hardships that seem mighty in dismissing, heavy in passing, and burning in overcoming. The truth is, it just 'Seems' that way, but it isnt literally that way

Recently, I have noticed a heavy challenge facing Muslim girls with Covering-> HIJAB ♥#
Do you know what has come to my attention, and what has pushed me to write this post..the fact that I am NOT the only one struggling with this test, a lot of sisters, just like me find tests upon tests with Hijab, and so I want to share something special with you all my lovely sisters.

When I was 11 my mum asked me why I would wear my hijab one day, and take it off the next, and I didn't know the answer to that myself, because I wanted to look like my friends and have my hair out one day, and the next day I wanted to look like my other friends and have my Hijab on. But majority of the time I never wore a scarf, so my mother became alarmed (as I was reaching secondary school) So she gave me a beautiful talk. An unforgettable talk, in which my eyes lit open and my heart warmed to understand the true value of Hijab, so I promised to my mum, I told her that I will wear the scarf when I reach of age. She laughed at me, and said if your sisters don't wear it and they have way passed that age, what makes me believe you will?
And so I got to thinking, and I came to her and replied, because I understand mum.

~And with that, I was in high school without a scarf and all the other Muslim girls would wonder why I never wore one, and they would all think that I was from another country, maybe they never thought I was Muslim. But you know what, the longer I didn't wear a scarf, the more I longed for it. I couldn't WAIT to wear one. Only because I truly understood the value of a scarf.

~When I was 13 I was going out to the park with my sisters (who didn't wear scarf at the time, and they're older than me)
I came to the living room dressed, and wearing a scarf (Which i clearly remember it was black with shiny silver plaited design)
My mum and aunty dropped their mouths SHOCKED at the sight of me.
"Is that you?" She would ask me, and I just smiled saying "I can't wait mum" and she praised me so much and she was so happy for me, she told me to wait a little while and not to rush into it. I refused and begged her, I pleaded to wear my scarf. She was ecstatic and happy for me. She was so proud. Do you know why? Because all my other sisters were raised wearing a headscarf from a young age except me, I was raised without a scarf and I always wanted to wear it, and so I wore it by choice, I wore it because I understood it.

Now you might be wondering 'What I mean by understanding it' ...
~Well.
What I mean is that there is so much more to the hijab than just covering the head from men. No no my dear sister.
Let me paraphrase.
Here's an explanation why...

If you had a precious thing, a really valuable, an unafforably expensive gift, what would you do to it?
Like a pearl, a pearl is really expensive, do you know where to find a pearl? Deep deep deep in the Ocean hidden away, hidden in a beautiful covering of a shell. And inside this beautifully covering shell is a single beautiful magnificent pearl. That is worth thousands and thousands!!... And what about Gold, one of the world's most luxurious assets, how do I find myself one of those beauties? Well you would have to pass it's hard exterior of protection and covering inside rocks, yes, Even Gold is hidden deep and covered.
Okkay you may be thinking that these things are wayyy too valuable, how about your phone, some people value their phones? You know why, because there are some precious things inside of it, so they would hate to drop their phone on the ground and damage it, expose it to water and ruin it, so they cover it.
Well in the same Manner, A Muslim woman is seen as a precious, valuable, queen, that is unfathomably respected and liberated by being given the worth of protection and venerated highly as she is esteemed and adored and weighed mighty in value. HENCE why we are told wisely with utter intelligence behind the divinity of the Ayah's of the Quran telling us to cover ourselves. Look now at the wonderful HIKMA behind this my wonderful sisters.

Now do you understand the complete serenity of it's elegant beauty?


That is what I saw from my Mother, and that is what I understood from her.

That is why I love it, and why I wear it proudly.

Lots of Love
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