In the dark, your face
is oft illuminated
by your damn mobile
~ madame blossom ~
A soliloquy, mostly. May, be unplugged. (*unplugged* When used in an email, letter or writing of sorts, it means that it has not been edited. Any grammatical or spelling errors or words or sentences that doesn't make sense should be deciphered or ignored, whichever is easier to do.)
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
illuminated face
Labels:
a dash of poetry,
haiku
Saturday, April 09, 2016
dead bloggers society
I was visiting some blogs of bloggers who have interacted with me previously, but have been too quiet lately (last 2-3 years). I found that a couple of them have gone to meet their Maker.
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How would I seem to others when I'm gone? How will they describe me? Most importantly, how would I appear before God?
The world forgetting by the world forgot.
Self note:
Masyaa Allaah, I have found a term in the Quran that also gives an idea of this line "The world forgetting by the world forgot" presented in 2 words "nasyan mansiyan" (نسيًا منسيًا)
It is in surah Maryam (Mary) 19:21, while she was in the pangs of birth. In translation, it just says "completely forgotten" But the meaning of each word is much deeper than that
Nasiyan is to be in a state where one forgets.
Mansiyan is to be one who is forgotten.
- and I feel that the phrase is nicely described by that line mentioned above.
Masyaa Allaah, I have found a term in the Quran that also gives an idea of this line "The world forgetting by the world forgot" presented in 2 words "nasyan mansiyan" (نسيًا منسيًا)
It is in surah Maryam (Mary) 19:21, while she was in the pangs of birth. In translation, it just says "completely forgotten" But the meaning of each word is much deeper than that
Nasiyan is to be in a state where one forgets.
Mansiyan is to be one who is forgotten.
- and I feel that the phrase is nicely described by that line mentioned above.
Labels:
Al Furqan,
Qur'an,
random thoughts
Sunday, April 03, 2016
going to the shop
The biggest hassle of going to the shop is having to change clothes, and you know you will perspire and then there are more clothes to wash.
My brain cells travel in leaps and bounds.
My brain cells travel in leaps and bounds.
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