A child could hear a thousand laughs, and cry from slight heart breaks.
And see a hundred smilling stars, until tears dresal down their face.

They could smell the sweetened sent of love, while their loneliness will hold. And feel a tender touch from a friend,
but dread the stories life told.

A child could climb a thousand stairs, and try hard to reach the sky.
And turn to hide the sadness, that's leaking from their eye.

A child could touch an angles wings, and hurt inside for years. Yet sleep through times of scary nights, and dream away their fears.

Taubah Abdul-Ba'eth

“have you fully realized what Islam is?

It is indeed a religion founded on truth.

It is such a fountain-head of learning

that serveral streams of wisdom

and knowledge flow from it.

It is such a lamp

That several lamps will be lighted from it.

It is a lofty beacon

illuminating the path of Allah.

It is such a set of principles and beliefs

that will satisfy every seeker of truth and reality.

Know you all!

that Allah has made Islam the most sublime path

for the attainment of His supreme pleasure

and the highest standard of His obedience.

He has favord it with

noble preceps

exalted principles

undeniable wisdom

undoubtable arguments

and unchallengeable supremacy.

It is upto you to maintain the eminence

and dignity granted to it by the Lord,

to follow it sincerely,

to do justice to its articles of faith and beleifs,

to obey implicitly its tenets and orders

and to give it the proper place in your lives.”

Imam Ali Ibn Abi Talib
in Nahjul Balagha

Bismillah

I have been reading, for last few days, a book called [i]The Awaited Saviour[/i] by Ayaullah Baqir al-Sadr, and Ayatullah Murtaza Mutahhery. It is a very good book about the Mahdi. Most Muslim believe in the Mahdi’s appearance, but unless you’re Shia, you don’t know who he is. This book I am reading proves to those who are not Shia, and people in general that the Mahdi is in fact the 12th Imam. We can get into that later Insha’Allah.

I am Shia, raised in a Sunni fashion though didn’t know what it was, or what it meant to be Sunni. Actually I never thought about it until someone asked me one day in Philadelphia if I was an Orthodox Muslim. I answered yes not knowing what that really meant or why he asked me this in the first place. Once I asked my mother what ‘type’ of Muslims we are and she hesitantly said Sunni, she said “I guess” after stating her answer though.

My father expressed to me that he is Sunni after I told him that I now am Shia. I don’t believe he took to the news very well but we are still as close as we were before he knew. The only thing is, he doesn’t touch the subject… I think he thinks I blindly went into such a thing, and don’t know anything about it. He obviously doesn’t think it is ‘right’ though he doesn’t act as if it is wrong. I know that if he thought it was wrong there would be confrontations between us.

He annissauly said he wanted to look into it more and understand it… As far as I know he hasn’t though. That’s ok… I guess, I’d like him to research it, and the history of Islam after and before the death of our dear prophet Muhammad.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Bismillah

It’s been a while I know, sorry about that. I am trying to start writing again, I haven’t done so in awhile. Also I am trying to read more, taking baby steps to become a scholar since no schools have been to my liking for Islamic studies. That’s fine though I will take it slow Insha’Allah and read as much as I can and study while of course doing other things like school and so forth.

I don’t think I told you yet but I am currently in school at American Intercontinental University online. It is so nice I like it. My current major is Business Administration Information Systems. I was planning to go on to get my bachelors in Computer Programming until recently… Recently I have decided to let my self do what I yearn to do. I yearn to write, but since eleventh grade I told myself I wouldn’t do it anymore. I felt that I could do so much more than just be a writer though that is what I want to do.

In fourth grade, I believe, I was diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder and I was fine with it. Had horrible grades and had a couple of special ed classes ( Math, and Reading) and didn’t do to well with some of my teachers. They would say I am not applying myself and am not trying. What did they know… It is one thing to not care, but another to care and try and want to do better but never pass that desire into reality. Every school year I told myself I would do better, ever year I wouldn’t. I thought I was dumb and what I did most and always was write. That was my place, my love, my contentment. It made me happy and I felt smart and creative.

In 10nth grade I began taking Adderal for my ADD the first medicine I have taken for it. I loved it and it changed my life. I got A’s and B’s and some C’s in school, I was smart and could concentrate on my work and do well. I read more and loved it. But I got addicted to the feeling of learning. And I did nothing but that; it changed me, my personality. Every time I took that pill in the morning I felt cold and different. But in some strange way I was happy, my creativity was dwindling away but my grades were rising. During eleventh grade I decided to stop writing all together, and only did it on occasion. But when I went back to my old note books and writings I felt so good reading them. But trying to write seemed so difficult after a while.

I met my husband here in Indianapolis when I moved here in the summer of my 12th grade year of High School from Philadelphia. We got married in February, the 3rd to be exact 2003 after I graduated from High school in ‘02′. We then moved to Chicago and lived there for a few months, I loved it there. I found out I was like 2 months pregnant in… I want to say May or something, and then we moved back to Indianapolis. Like I said I was 19 years old. Of course I couldn’t take my ADD medicine while I was pregnant, and I was so afraid that I wouldn’t able to function without it… Here I am now, 20 years old, with a husband a baby 7 months old ( on the 23 on August) and going to school…. Haven’t taken any medicine since I found out I was pregnant. Allahu’Akbar. Allah is so great!

Out of the four classes I have already taken in school I have only gotten one ‘B’ the rest are ‘A’s !. My current classes, International Business, and Contemporary Math are complete this Saturday and then we have a 2 week break. The first class I have an ‘A’ currently and the second (Math) I have a high ‘B’ (88). Insha’Allah I will pull the later up to an ‘A’ soon.

Anyway, talking with my husband a few weeks ago about Islam and writing put in me this inspiration to write again. My husband writes, and is a wonderful writer, he started the Muslim Writers Society www.writers.oneummah.net and encouraged me to send in some writings before we were married. It took me until after we were married awhile before posting anything. But I did and felt good about it. Tavis (My husband) said that I should do what my heart tells me to. I so want to write.

A little while later, maybe a few weeks, I was talking with my little brother who has been visiting me for the summer from Arizona. He inspired me to finish a book that I started writing a few years ago that I loved so much. I can’t find my past work on it now so I will have to start over but I really want to do this. Then that same day I was looking online for writing schools online, where I can get my Bachelors in Creative Writing. I found a school that is online that start with Associates and ends with Masters Degree’s in Creative Writing!

So what I want to do If Allah Wills it, is finished my Associates in Information systems now and then instead of going right into Computer Programming, do Creative Writing and be a writer. I love to write about Allah and Islam, If I get some Islamic Knowledge I can write about it. The spiritual essence of Islam, oh I can’t wait. Maybe if I decide to later on in life, I can go and do Computer Programming as well. Who knows, only Allah in His infantine wisdom and All Seeing since.

Insha’Allah Allah will make and my family and those followers of righteous guidance successful. Ya Allah save us from the torments of the fire and that of the graves, and inter us into Paradise, with gardens underneath which rivers flow…. Makes you just want to strive to do good when reading the words of Allah… Allahu’Akar!