The daily life of a young Muslim-Bengali-American girl living in the States.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
HUMPH
I really don't feel like doing anything right now. I just feel like running away from home. I am not in a really good mood. My morning didn't start off well, and I dreamed someone was whining and crying to me, so, I am officially in a NOT GOOD mood.
*SIGH* But it's Ramadan, and I suppose I must overlook and hide the faults of others and ask forgiveness for them. But it's so hard to sincerely do that when they're mistreating you. I feel like I am living in a cell. If stuff get any worse, I plan to take a cell phone and roam around the apartment complex. I think if I do thikr while I'm walking, it's better than being in a bad mood and frowning and being pressurized and staying in your own room and not being able to be with your siblings. And it's better than wanting to rebel. So, If stuff get bad, I'll temporarily run away. Just until Baba comes home. Maybe I'll even take my Quran with me, and I'll read under a nice shady tree were no one will find me. Yup. That's what I'll do.
Ok. So now, I am feeling MUCH better. I'll tell you about yesterday evening.
So, yesterday, I wore a really nice outfit. One of my favorite ones. I wore a long brown shirt (used to be a kamis.) It was a rich chocolate with grayish colored sequence all over it. With it, I wore a white skirt with brown designs. For hijab, I wore a brown one with white designs. On my left hand, I wore an assorted wristbands. Take a look:
Yesterday they had good food for iftaar. Rice, baked chicken, green beans, salad, and a chickpea-bread-meat-and-yogurt-thingy. I liked it. They also had strawberry lemonade, but it was the powder one, and i didn't like it much. I liked the Fruit V8 better.
*SIGH* But it's Ramadan, and I suppose I must overlook and hide the faults of others and ask forgiveness for them. But it's so hard to sincerely do that when they're mistreating you. I feel like I am living in a cell. If stuff get any worse, I plan to take a cell phone and roam around the apartment complex. I think if I do thikr while I'm walking, it's better than being in a bad mood and frowning and being pressurized and staying in your own room and not being able to be with your siblings. And it's better than wanting to rebel. So, If stuff get bad, I'll temporarily run away. Just until Baba comes home. Maybe I'll even take my Quran with me, and I'll read under a nice shady tree were no one will find me. Yup. That's what I'll do.
Ok. So now, I am feeling MUCH better. I'll tell you about yesterday evening.
So, yesterday, I wore a really nice outfit. One of my favorite ones. I wore a long brown shirt (used to be a kamis.) It was a rich chocolate with grayish colored sequence all over it. With it, I wore a white skirt with brown designs. For hijab, I wore a brown one with white designs. On my left hand, I wore an assorted wristbands. Take a look:
Yesterday they had good food for iftaar. Rice, baked chicken, green beans, salad, and a chickpea-bread-meat-and-yogurt-thingy. I liked it. They also had strawberry lemonade, but it was the powder one, and i didn't like it much. I liked the Fruit V8 better.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Ramadan Day 2
Yesterday was fulfilling mashaAllah. As I said, I wore my blue skirt, a light blue top and a blue hijab. I also wore a sliver bracelet with hearts dangling on it. I wonder if you liked it.
I liked yesterday a lot mashaAllah. The only thing was that Ammi and Ibrahim didn't come. Well, first we go there. And then I hear something about a contest. I was itching to find out what. I am always one of the first to enter a contest. I love challenges. Well, sooner or later, I forget about it and get food. Today, for appetizers, they have watermelon and this soup with all these vegetables. It's really thick, and it doesn't look really good to me, so I just fill myself up with water instead. Then I go to pray.
After Salah, a man says something about the contest in the microphone. I get that itch again, but I can't find the paper you need, so I just ignore. But, I ask a woman, "Do you know what the contest is about?" She hands me a paper. Here's what it says
Name two other names for Surah At-Tawba (Other than Tawba):
Name:
Number:
Email Address:
Now, I have memorized Surah At-Tawba, but I never thought of checking if there were any other names for it. When I come and sit on my table, there's a different woman talking to one of my "Aunties". She's talking in Arabic AlhamduliAllah I can pick up bits and pieces of it, and then I make up that she knows what the answer is and she's telling "Auntie" what it is. When she's done, I ask, "Can I do it too?" She gives me the answer and I write it down on the paper!!! Yes, I know that's not right, but there were no rules. So then I ask her were to put it and she tells me in Arabic that it's ________. Just before I leave the woman's sister asks me if I know Arabic, in Arabic. I reply a little in Arabic. So I go and put mine and Auntie's paper in the box. What they'll do, is they'll not look and just pick one paper and if it has the right answer the person gets a prize. I don't think I got it, because then my father would get a call on his cell phone.
I didn't notice, but by that time the line for food and grown REALLY long. Oh, well. I didn't really mind. The woman who gave the answer and her sister are standing next to me.When we were half way to our destination, the woman's sister asks me what my name is, in English. I answered, "Samiha." Then she asks what my last name is. I say, "Shaheed." Both she and her sister go wide eyed and she says, "Your name is Arabic!" I just smile.
For iftaar, they had good food mashaAllah. They had:
I liked yesterday a lot mashaAllah. The only thing was that Ammi and Ibrahim didn't come. Well, first we go there. And then I hear something about a contest. I was itching to find out what. I am always one of the first to enter a contest. I love challenges. Well, sooner or later, I forget about it and get food. Today, for appetizers, they have watermelon and this soup with all these vegetables. It's really thick, and it doesn't look really good to me, so I just fill myself up with water instead. Then I go to pray.
After Salah, a man says something about the contest in the microphone. I get that itch again, but I can't find the paper you need, so I just ignore. But, I ask a woman, "Do you know what the contest is about?" She hands me a paper. Here's what it says
Name two other names for Surah At-Tawba (Other than Tawba):
Name:
Number:
Email Address:
Now, I have memorized Surah At-Tawba, but I never thought of checking if there were any other names for it. When I come and sit on my table, there's a different woman talking to one of my "Aunties". She's talking in Arabic AlhamduliAllah I can pick up bits and pieces of it, and then I make up that she knows what the answer is and she's telling "Auntie" what it is. When she's done, I ask, "Can I do it too?" She gives me the answer and I write it down on the paper!!! Yes, I know that's not right, but there were no rules. So then I ask her were to put it and she tells me in Arabic that it's ________. Just before I leave the woman's sister asks me if I know Arabic, in Arabic. I reply a little in Arabic. So I go and put mine and Auntie's paper in the box. What they'll do, is they'll not look and just pick one paper and if it has the right answer the person gets a prize. I don't think I got it, because then my father would get a call on his cell phone.
I didn't notice, but by that time the line for food and grown REALLY long. Oh, well. I didn't really mind. The woman who gave the answer and her sister are standing next to me.When we were half way to our destination, the woman's sister asks me what my name is, in English. I answered, "Samiha." Then she asks what my last name is. I say, "Shaheed." Both she and her sister go wide eyed and she says, "Your name is Arabic!" I just smile.
For iftaar, they had good food mashaAllah. They had:
- salad
- rice
- meat (with lots of meat)
- a bean side dish
- spaghetti and meat sauce
They have extra today, so I bring home lots of food for us and Ammi. I have a little when I come home, and then I pray. Then I have some cherries.
For suhoor, I have the leftover suhoor. Because I had no milk, I "substitute" it with about 4 and a half glasses of water. I'm still not sure if that was good or not, because after fajr, I had to wake up 5 times to use the restroom.
I'm not hungry now. Just a little thirsty. I hope you don't think my post was to long
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
1 Day Done, 28/29 More to Go!!!
AlhamduliAllah, one day of Ramadan has passed, and I have been able to fast it. I was sssssoooo hungry yesterday. I wasn't used to it, and I got a headache. Today, for suhoor, I had a pb&j sandwhich, a glass of chocolate milk, a piece of dried preserved mango, a date, and two glasses of water. It's a rule on our house to always have two glasses of water. SubhanaAllah. By the time I was half way done with my second glass, I was practically bursting. I had sssooo much liquid. After I finally managed to drink the last sip, my father saw me holding my stomach and making groaning sounds. Then he asked me,
"Did you have some banana?"
"No"
"Did you have chocolate milk?"
"Yes. One glass"
"If you have a glass of milk it's ok. You don't have to have another glass of water."
In my head, I was like, NOW YOU TELL ME???!!!! I had to wake up twice after fajr to use the restroom. But AlhamduliAllah, it was good for me. I didn't get a headache today, and I'm much less hungry than yesterday.
Last night they had rice with peas and carrots, this type of meat with barely any meat, and this chickpea and yogurt thingy. And they said that they might CATER food this year. I guess they weren't expecting so many people the first day. I don't blame them, because I hadn't either.
Today I'm going to wear a dark blue skirt and a light blue top with thin gold stripes going diagonally. I'm also gonna wear a silver bracelet with hearts dangling on it. I'm going to wear a blue hijab with multi color stripes on it. My mother hasn't finished it completely, but if I put the undone side under, it looks perfectly OK.
Here's a few pics:
Here's a few pics:
I wonder what they're going to have for iftaar today. I hope it's something good inshaAllah.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Ramadan Mubarak!!!
Wishing you one month of Ramadan,
4 weeks of barakat,
30 days of forgiveness,
720 hours of guidance,
43200 minutes of purification,
... and 259200 seconds of noor!"
Ramadan Mubarak to everyone! May Allah forgive us and our familes and keep us on the straight path always. Alhamdullilah Allah has blessed each of us with another year of Ramadan, so let's use it to our full advantage InshaAllah.
RAMADAN IS FINALLY HERE!!!!!
SubhanaAllah, I am SSSSOOOO happy!! Last night we were kinda caught unprepared for Taraweeh and i ended up praying only 4 rak'as taraweeh and then 3 witr because it was already 11:30 PM and Baba told me that it's ok and you can start praying all of it tomorrow just start a little earlier. I thought that it would be a little hard, I mean, 17 raka's. But, as I did it, it actually felt good and refreshing. kinda like this:
Last night I kept on waking up because I was so excited to have suhoor (I dont know why.) When my alarm turned on, I wasn't surprised at all. I turned it off and went to wake up my father. It's usually the other way around, so he was a little surprised.
For suhoor, I had 1 and a half bowls of Cheerios with half a banana sliced into it. Then I had a date. Then I had two glasses of water.
I'm kind of hungry right now. I am thinking of what they will have for iftaar today. They have iftaar at the masjid everyday so we usually go there because it's easier for Ammi. I mean, with the baby and everything, it gets kind of hectic. And, we all have an outing, so, it's good all around.
Clothes are a big part of iftaar for me. I mean, there are a few snotty girls there, and, I mean, I was always teachers pet, so, there's always jealousy and rivalry. I always try to wear good clothes so they can't look down on me and they know that just because I'm "good" doesn't mean I don't have any sense of style. Today,
is the first day, so I'm not going to wear something really fancy, but simple and modest. I have decided on wearing my black abaya and my new black-and-white polka dot hijab that Ammi just finished a few days ago. I can't wait.
Here's a pic:
OMA. I feel so bad about talking about iftaar and my clothes when I think of the Somalian Famine. Baba showed us the video yesterday and, if u haven't seen it, you should. I told Baba to give $200 from my life savings. That will practically cut it in half, but, AlhamduliAllah. At least the poor things will be able to eat SOMETHING.
May Allah help them through their hardship and help us to become closer to him. Ameen
Last night I kept on waking up because I was so excited to have suhoor (I dont know why.) When my alarm turned on, I wasn't surprised at all. I turned it off and went to wake up my father. It's usually the other way around, so he was a little surprised.
For suhoor, I had 1 and a half bowls of Cheerios with half a banana sliced into it. Then I had a date. Then I had two glasses of water.
I'm kind of hungry right now. I am thinking of what they will have for iftaar today. They have iftaar at the masjid everyday so we usually go there because it's easier for Ammi. I mean, with the baby and everything, it gets kind of hectic. And, we all have an outing, so, it's good all around.
Clothes are a big part of iftaar for me. I mean, there are a few snotty girls there, and, I mean, I was always teachers pet, so, there's always jealousy and rivalry. I always try to wear good clothes so they can't look down on me and they know that just because I'm "good" doesn't mean I don't have any sense of style. Today,
is the first day, so I'm not going to wear something really fancy, but simple and modest. I have decided on wearing my black abaya and my new black-and-white polka dot hijab that Ammi just finished a few days ago. I can't wait.
Here's a pic:
OMA. I feel so bad about talking about iftaar and my clothes when I think of the Somalian Famine. Baba showed us the video yesterday and, if u haven't seen it, you should. I told Baba to give $200 from my life savings. That will practically cut it in half, but, AlhamduliAllah. At least the poor things will be able to eat SOMETHING.
May Allah help them through their hardship and help us to become closer to him. Ameen
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Black & Yellow
LUV this outfit. Maxi dresses are the latest style now. The weather is really hot, so they're perfect. They're, chic, they're stylish, they're airy and comfortable, but most of all, they are hijab friendly.
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Would you wear this outfit?
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Would you wear this outfit?
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