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HAPPY EID EVERYONE .. KOL SANA O ENTO TAYYEBEEN =D

Eid Mubarak and May Allah (SWT) accept our prayers and
good deeds and reward us with the highest place in Jannah.
May the blesssing of Allah fill your life with happiness, peace and success.

LOVE .. ❤

MY SECRET CLOSET

It all began long time ago back when I was a child. I was very calm, sensitive, shy and peaceful. in other words, a good child. But that didn't keep me away of troubles. As they say in Arabic " اتقِ شر الحليم إذا غضب ", when I used to get angry and furious, I used to turn to another person who knew nothing but making troubles.

Of course as a consequence, I used to get my fair share of punishment. those memories are not exactly my favorites for they left deep scars in my heart that I think will never fade away. Right away after my punishments, I used to run away .. well, not literally, but I mean I used to hide from my parents so they can't find me for they might continue what they started.
I used to hide under my bed, but they found me so easily!
I used to hide behind the door of my room that I used to share with my other sisters, again.. they found me .. and my sisters used to mock me for that.

and then I ran into my closet .. my lovely closet .. my secret dear closet .. and they didn't find me there for a quite long time.

My closet was very simple. long, perfectly wide, with one large shelf that was wide enough to let me set over it comfortably. It was two to three feet above the ground with my regular house clothes neatly folded on it, while my dresses were hanging down of the rail.

When I used to stay inside, I used to take the squatting position pulling my knees to my chest like I'm cuddling my self and lay down with my back sloping in comfort on the wall of the closet.

It was dark .. but cozy
I was alone .. but not lonely
It was so quite .. so peaceful .. and so warm ..

I used to talk to my self in whispers so I don't get busted. My imagination flew me away to my world that I created in my mind .. a world that no body knew of it .. a world where I can be whatever I wanna be .. the only place that could put an innocent happy smile again on my lips and no longer for me to feel sad or gloomy or depressed. It was the only place where black shadows weren't so scary. they felt like a smooth warming cloak over my little weak tired body that used to make me feel protected and content just like a mother cuddling her baby close.

My secret closet used to be my secret shelter from my sorrows ..
the place where I let go of my thoughts .. my imagination ..
and dream freely of anything and everything ..

and most importantly .. the place where I can mend my heart and heal my soul ..

My secret closet was one of the few factors that helped me not to grow up as a damaged child ..
for that I'm so grateful .. and so began this blog to immortalize those precious memories.

before I go .. I must tell u that I got busted !! but thanks god it was WAY TOO LATER. so I think I got to enjoy my closet after all.

one more thing .. there is one person who knows this story quite a while ago. I know when she reads this she might get mad of me - hopefully not - and I'm afraid she will always think of me as a horrible-fond-of -lying person. and I wont blame her for that! I honestly have nothing to say but I never intended to lie on anybody. I just wanted to keep it a secret for a while to see if my friends would be interested in me or not. But apparently, I failed .. and I failed BIG time! :S That because I couldn't be 100% ME. I was always anxious and hesitant about what should I write because I didn't want them to recognize me so quickly.
I know how pathetic I must be now .. but no more lying and no more secrets ..
Please forgive me my dear friends!

LOVE,

Jody Abbott

MEDITATIONS ..

Ramdan this year is Special! At least to me. I tried and I still trying to get the most of it. From the very first day of Ramadan I was drawn in the sea of queries .. confusion .. hope .. looking into my self wondering if I'm on the right path to seek the better person I wanna be. It's the feeling of something inside me has reawaken .. or revived this time urging me to meditate on my self and life with an open mind, examining eye, sincere heart and a unfeigned faith to realize what path I'm on and what changes I need in my self.

In the same time, I keep doing what I always do every Ramadan. Which is reading Qura'an, praying Tarwe7 and saying prayers whenever I recall what I want from this life. And of course thanks god I'm not a big fan of Arabic TV shows and it's drama. I think it's of a low quality and dreadfully pointless therefore it's a waste of time.

Speaking of TV shows, I only watch two. (Khawater 6) for Ahmad Al-Shuqairy and ( Biny o Benakom ) for Mohammad Al-Owadhy. I'm not gonna elaborate telling you about these two shows. because I'm sure we all - or the majority as I hope - know them very well. But I must put my remark and rise my hand up high applauding and clapping in respect for Mr. Al-shuqairy.

On the twenty first of Ramadan he gave us - in my opinion - one of his best episodes ever! He really out done him self when he clarified to us the concept of ( coexisting ) or ( Ta'aayosh ) as we say it in Arabic.

My mind .. my tongue .. my fingers can not just describe what I've felt when I saw with my eyes and heard with my ears what have been aired on that episode.
It may seem to some people to be just words and scenes drained of any meanings .. a job that must be done to earn some money .. a weak futile attempt to wake up dormant minds and open up blinded eyes to see the real facts and truth ..
but to me .. it certainly touched my heart that my tears would've been fallen over my cheeks if I haven't pressed my self into hiding them at that moment. It emphasized an idea I always believed in. That is :

(whatever your religion is - whether Muslim, Christean, Jewish ...etc - we could still live in harmony and satisfaction if each one of us knows how to respect others and values the humanity as it is and treats others based on this concept .. on this fact - that we are HUMANS - before seeing them as in races, sex, nationalities or whatever differences we have.)

It's not new .. I didn't discover that on my own .. it's all mentioned in Qura'an and taught by our messenger ( Muhammad peace be upon him ) .. look at this

يقول الله سبحانه وتعالى: يَا أَيُّهَا النَّاسُ إِنَّا خَلَقْنَاكُمْ مِنْ ذَكَرٍ وَأُنثَى وَجَعَلْنَاكُمْ شُعُوبًا وَقَبَائِلَ لِتَعَارَفُوا إِنَّ أَكْرَمَكُمْ عِنْدَ اللَّهِ أَتْقَاكُمْ إِنَّ اللَّهَ عَلِيمٌ خَبِيرٌ [الحجرات:13]

عن جابر أن النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم مروا عليه بجنازة فقام لها واقفاً ، فقالوا : يا رسول الله إنها جنازة يهودي !! فقال : ( أليست نفساً؟).١

so after this episode, I decided to upload it here as a way to show my support .. my believes .. and as an appreciation and respect for Mr. Al-Shuqairy. may allah grant him the strength and the sincerity to continue the good deeds he started.

Rumblings of an Insomniac

Assalmu Alaikom
Ramadan Mubarak and Kol sana o ento 6ayyebeen =)

normally, in a time like this - around 6:16 p.m - I should be deeply sleeping having sweet dreams. instead, I'm fully awake and no mater what I do I can never get the happy sleep I want. since that, I decided to write random things about my self until I get tired and fall asleep.

1) Yesterday, I dreamed about Peter Pan! actually I dreamed about almost all the characters with Peter Pan except for him! I know .. weird! but I think I was him, because I was rescuing my cousins with the his children fellows and Tinker bill of course XD. I loved the part when I was flying on my own XD.
I dunno why I dreamed of them, I don't even like the guy!

2) I have a prayer rug since I was 6 years old that I still use until now. I never changed it and I never felt it's small for me, but people keep telling me why I keep such thing with me all these years. well , honestly .. I dunno .. maybe coz my mom gave it to me in the first place .. or maybe coz I never felt it's getting smaller for me .. but I do know this : I love it and I don't think I'm gonna give it away any soon.

3) YA RAB WE GET THE RED CAR. It's SO BEAUTIFUL .. I fell in LOVE with it .. it's a LOVE from the first sight ❤❥❦

4) I'm craving for Indian Food.

5) I must loose some weight.

6) My sister always tells me that I move during sleeping. it's not like sleep walking ,it's more like I play with my hands when I'm asleep. she says that I often wave my hands or I point to something or I rise my arms like I'm wanting to grab some one. She also says that I sometimes talk. as weird as it may sound - or it may not - it doesn't bother me at all. one of my weird wishes is sleep walking, so moving and talking is close to it :P

7) I haven't bought a single piece of clothing for (EID) until now!!

8) my last attempt to sleep is reading, coz I know my self, every time I grab a book to read I immediately fall asleep on it. although I'm doubting this now, my reading skills have developed during the summer and I've became a bit more tolerant than before.

9) before I go, I'll finish my post with this inspiring short story that I've read just before I write all this .. it's in Arabic- and that's what makes it even more beautiful ❤

أحد السلف كان أقرع الرأس .. أبرص البدن .. أعمى العينين .. مشلول القدمين و اليدين، و كان يقول: ( " الحمد لله الذي عافاني مما ابتلى به كثيرا من خلقه، و فضلني عليهم تفضيلا "). فمر به رجل فقال له: مما عافاك؟؟ أعمى و أبرص و أقرع و مشلول .. فمما عافامك؟ فقال : ويحك يا رجل! جعل لي لسانا ذاكرا، و قلبا شاكرا، و بدنا على البلاء صابرا، اللهم ما أصبح بي من نعمة أو بأحد من خلقك فمنك و حدك لا شريك لك ، فلك الحمد و لك الشكر.١

My Home Summer Job $$$

Summer and money. These two words are strictly bound to each other no matter what your plans are. Whether to spend money on traveling, shopping, investments...etc. Or to earn money like applying for a summer job. Or starting a temporary business…etc.

I was thinking before my vacation started about getting a summer job, but the circumstances didn’t really helped me getting one. Lucky me, I have a sister who got a summer contract with some governmental institution. She’s like a supervisor and a technician in the same time. She has to do all the hard work Like preparing the power points, the data shows, the food, she has to watch over the girls and god knows what else she has to do too.

One day she asked for my personal opinion on the introductory power point. I told her what I think. Then, I offered her my professional help in exchange of a favor I wanted from her. She accepted that and told me if she liked my work she’s gonna make a professional deal with me. my mind went like awww professional = $$$! I can't refuse that so I took the deal.

I made the ppt and she liked it. Then she offered me to pay 30 Rs. for every 10 slides I do. I was like .. WOoOW! A real profit .. I get to earn money of my own effort. I accepted the deal immediately I didn’t even bargain.

Until now I’ve made 6 power points and one design for a brochure- yeah .. this counts too ☺. And almost each one of them contains 15 – 25 slides. Well.. you do the math. :P I’m sure it’s 100 something -if not 200!! XD.

Awww.. I’m so happy and proud of my self. May this be the beginning of a successful career for me XD.

THE UGLY MAID!

Guess what bloggers?! I just came from my aunt’s house. She was having a dinner coz she has a new grandson. Don’t get so excited!! I didn’t wanna go in the first place coz I don’t actually care! I mean I don’t like children and I don’t really get along so easily with my relatives of my mother side. However, I was surprised this evening when I heard my aunt’s daughter in-low - (K) - telling us what she likes for her maid to be like.

She had two maids lately. The first one she was pretty in an acceptable way. When she came to KSA the first time, she was wearing this very tight jeans and a red tight short t-shirt exposing some of her belly. (K) was supposed to be upset, instead she was happy, but her husband wasn’t! So the next day, he went to the (este8dam) office, yelled at them n asked for a new maid n’ take this one back.

Of course, in order to do so, he must pay extra money. Poor cousin! ;P

The second maid –according to her sayings – was a disaster!!!!!!

From the very first moment she and her husband put their eyes on her, they opened their mouths and eyes widely in SHOCK!!!!! Guess what was the reason!

I’ll tell you what was it. (K) was shocked because her new maid is UGLY!!! Her husband was shocked, because he knew his wife wouldn’t accept her, which means the money he just spent on her is gone! I feel for you cous., I know how it feels loosing ur money!. x) It took his wife few moments to ask him to take her back and ask the (este8dam) office for another new maid. But this time she told him to write on the official papers that their maid MUST BE BEAUTIFUL or of an ACCEPTABLE APPEARANCE!!!!!!!!

Could you believe this!! She is unbelievable!!!!! I remember when I read this article in the newspaper about the Saudi government allowing the recruitment of maids from Afghanistan and the surrounding countries. The Saudi women weren’t soo happy, they felt threatened by them. They were afraid that their maids may steal their husbands from them!!

When I heard her story, I was laughing like everybody else. But in the same time, I was very upset! I mean ppl don’t have the right to judge other ppl based on their appearance. And she was talking about her maid like she is some sort of monster or an unwanted creature! Beside, she's came all the way leaving her country .. her family and beloved ones just to serve other ppl whom she does not even know. that should be considered before any master thinks about insulting his\her maid! she's here to help you in your home .. she's not a model to consider her beauty. Luckily for us, (K) brought her maid with her. So, my mom told her to call for her maid so we can take a look at her. To be honest, I hated what my mom did. I told them I’m afraid if she came I might burst into laughing, so plz don’t do that. But my mom insisted. When the maid came, I must say, she wasn’t very pretty! But she was acceptable to me. She just has this swollen upper lip like it was bitten by an insect. After she’s gone, they started to tell some jokes about her. I was really uncomfortable with that. I wanted to yell at them and slap that (K) on her face for the jokes she made and for the unreasonable demands. But I hold it together, and I managed to close the subject.

How cruel that could be?! I mean take a look at this:

عن أنس رضي الله عنه قال: " خدمت رسول الله صلى الله عليه و سلم تسع سنين، فما أعلمه قال لي قط لما فعلت كذا و كذا و لا عاب علي شيئا قط"١

قال صلى الله عليه و سلم : “ لا فرق بين عربي و لا اعجمي إلا بالتقوى، إن أكرمكم عند الله أتقاكم".ا

it seems so simple, but in real life, we almost never pay attention to this!

SUMMER & GOOD MEMORIES

It's SUMMER everyone .. finally, we can rest! NO more studying.. NO more exams .. MUCH MORE FUN is waiting for us .. I hope..

SO HAPPY SUMMER FOR U BLOGGERS!

I'm telling u that, because me myself is having a rough time these days. But I'm trying to adopt by remembering and recalling good times, nice memories and LOADS and LOADS of TV-series and movies. I'm so addicted to these things. The funny thing is they are called ((TV))-shows, but I never open the TV except rarely, I have them all in my sweet precious laptop.
I had so much plans for this summer .. but I'm afraid I have no control on my life right now.. I just have to be patient. I hope by time every thing is gonna work for me.
The title of my post says "GOOD MEMORIES" .. yes .. good memories. They are one of my precious things that I have. That kind of things that gives me strength and helps me back on track when I get lost sometimes.

one of these memories is the day when my eldest bro. told me "I LOVE YOU"!

one day he called me, to check on me and the family - since he's a newly married man and apparently he does misses his family pretty mush, which goes against what he expected before he got married lol. we blabbed and blabbed and then we laughed and then he told me:

" u know what !!? I LOVE U .. and I love talkin' to u .. u makes me happy every time I do so.. u'r funny and easy to talk to".

I know this sounds like a boy talking to his girl friend .. but when I heard these words .. specially that they are coming out of my brother .. it meant every thing to me .. like the world to me!
that made me feel warm and content and most importantly.. it made me feel that I'm a good person.

I must confess .. me and him didn't really have this perfect brother-sister relationship in the past. We were like oil and fire .. dog and a cat!! suddenly, after his marriage, everything have changed! I changed .. he changed.. we became more mature and more peaceful. In our family, we're not used to show our love to each other. not by words , not by kisses nor by hugs! Beside, I have this idea in my head of me being waaaay too far of a funny person, despite what I hear from other ppl. So, u can imagine how something like this would make my day.

His wife told me once that he likes talkin' to me , he likes when I go out with them. she told me that before he does, but I didn't really go with it ..considering our shameful past.

A memory like this always brings the good out of me .. making me remember one of my utmost wishes in life .. which is to make every one happy. And knowing that I could do so to even to one single person makes my heart jumps of joy.