Mar
07

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taken from here

  
Feb
20

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“The humanitarian crisis in Palestine’s Gaza Strip is escalating at a dramatic rate, with some 1.5 million residents cut-off from the outside world; deprived of even the most basic of human requirements due to border closures.Access to food, water, fuel, electricity and medical equipment is severely limited. Hospitals are dependent on generators, meaning that only life and death cases can be seen, and even those awaiting urgent operations are not allowed to leave.

Problems with sewage equipment have led to raw sewage being dumped into the sea and the lack of adequate sanitation is causing a massive health risk.

Hunger, fear, and lengthy power-cuts have become a daily occurrence for the people of Gaza and relief agencies are finding it increasingly difficult to reach those in need.

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Islamic Relief Emergency Response

On January 16 2008 Islamic Relief (IR) Palestine began to respond to the worsening situation and started to provide Palestinian families with hygiene kits, kitchen sets, blankets, emergency gas lights, food parcels and water.

 

IR needs £5 million in order to continue to provide food and nutrition and health and shelter facilities in the areas most affected by the crisis. Urgent drugs and other medical items will be supplied to hospitals and primary health care clinics in coordination with the World Health Organisation (WHO).”

Your donation can help the people of Gaza survive this escalating humanitarian crisis.

 For more information, please visit www.islamic-relief.com

  
Dec
31

This evening at home, having nothing much to do, me and girls watched “Lion of the Desert”. For me not first time, I saw it many times before, but emotions were always the same. For girls - first time. And they loved it (off course heh). But, as they came to age where they want to know just everything, questions were just coming one after another: Who is Omar Al Mokhtar, from where he is, why they wanted to kill him, why they wanted to take his land and his people, etc, etc. Asya even start to ask about years: Mom, how many years before us he lived? How old he was when they killed him? So, I, as a good mom,****dont roll your eyes, its not healthy****, settled myself in front of PC, opened google and other fellows and searched. This is what I found:

Sidi Omar Al Mokhtar was born in 1862 in a small town called Zawia Janzour of the tribe of Mnifa, Libya. At that time, Libya was part of Ottoman Empire.

He was well known by his courage and wisdom, even in his young age. Once, he traveled with a caravan to Syria and the lion showed up, stopping people from continuing their way. Whole caravan was terrified. They wanted to give a camel to the lion, so hopefully he would let them go. But Omar carried his shot gun, rode his horse and went after the lion. He came back with lion’s head. This is how he got name “Lion of Cyrenaica.

sidi-omar-mukhtar.jpgIn October of 1911, Italian battleships reached Tripoli, Libya. Intentions were occupation and ruling the land, off course with people same. The Italian’s leader demand to the Turks to surrender Tripoli to the Italians or the city would be destroyed. The Ottoman Turks fled and the Italians attacked Tripoli anyway, bombing the city for three days.

That would mark the beginning of a series of battles between the Italian occupiers and the Libyan Mujahedeen.

Libyan resistance begun with less then a thousand of Mujahedeen, but with time number changed to six thousand. Sidi Omar, teacher by profession, was a master strategist in desert guerrilla tactics. He also knew geography of his country well and how to use it against Italians, who were not accustomed to the desert.

With his small, mobile groups, he attacked Italian troops, cut lines of supply and communications and left the huge Italian army embarrassed.

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But…they knew the cowardice way to make the Mujahedeen weak. They have imprisoned Libyan men, women and children in concentration camps. They have moved entire tribes miles away from their homes, in a desert. About 120.000 Libyans were forced into these camps, the two thirds are perished. People were constantly tortured. In this way Italians were weakening Mujahedeens in two ways, by cutting off the moral and economic support and stopping more men to join Sidi Omar’s group.

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In one of the battles, Sidi Omar Al Mokhtar was wounded and Italian army captured him. He was 70 years old. Lion of the desert. They have paraded with him, showing him to the people like a long time hunted and finally captured animal. They gave him a joke of a trial and he was executed by hanging in a public place, in Sulooq, on 16th of September, 1931. In front of eyes of his beloved people. His last words were the words from Qur’an, the book that was always with him: Inna lillah wa inna ilayhi rajioun.-From God we have come, and to God we must return…..

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Subhanallah…What a story….Mom has only one question: Do men like this exist today? But I really doubt…

History is repeating…Afghanistan, Bosnia, Iraq, Pakistan….Allah knows where else…Where are the Omars of our time??

p.s.Thank you Moustafa Akkad, for giving chance to my girls to see a REAL hero and take him as a role model, true symbol of faith and someone to look up to. Not some Hollywood made, fake, stupid brain washers.

  
Dec
19

Eid mubarak to all !

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Dec
11

ahh Beitullah….

doa, my Love, sacred   5:23 am     

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Oct
26

I got in to my hands today a drawing of one orphan child. I saw them more than 500 these days, but this one made my eyes frozen, my mind stopped working for a minute, shocked by the thing in front of me. Gray. Clear.  Suffering. Hunger. Tortures. Concentration camp. Death. All this in one word: SREBRENICA.

This child is very young. I was just thinking about how does she feel. How much does it hurt. She was just a baby when all this happen.  A baby. But her mind and heart kept it all. All the pictures. Her baba being slaughtered. Her grandpa being tortured, pieces of his body riped off. He died. In terrible pain. Her 13 years old brother killed in front of her and her mom’s eyes. Mom’s scream is still hurting her ears.

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Mom, grandma being raped. Dead bodies of more than 8,000 her cousins and neighbors all around them. Running away trough the wood latter. Dark. Silence. Fear. Panics. She kept it all. All pictures.

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How can she forget?? She is being reminded every day. Her grandma’s face is never dry. Tears for 4 lost sons, husband, brother, uncles, neighbors, friends. Her mom doesn’t cry anymore. She doesn’t have tears. Most of the time she is quiet, looking at one little spot on the wall. Photo of her baba and little brother are always there. In front of them.

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They are waiting for a call every day. A call to tell them bodies of their loved ones are found. At least they will know the bones are resting in peace.  They will go to mezar (grave) and say a doa. Asking a Jannah for those beautiful souls. For those brave and beautiful souls. This is all what they hope for.

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They are heroines for me. This child, her mother, her grandma. For being able to live, to smile, to open a doors to the world. A world where the killers, beasts, those evil people are walking free as birds.

Dont forget them. Please. At least don’t forget them from your doa.

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Oct
20

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Whats the big deal about hijab? Who wants to wear it, let them wear it. Who doesnt want, be free not to.

I want to cover my hair. I want to go on the street with it. I want to work with it. Go to the market with it. Go to my daughter’s school with it. Do what ever I want to do. Live with it.

Sometimes white, sometimes black, maybe pink or yellow, depends on my mood. But I love it, no matter what shape or color. Wearing it, I am saying I am slave of Allah (SWT) only, my heart and brain is what is counts & important. Why people are saying I am oppressed? Why they are saying I am forced to wear it? Why they think they have to liberate me from it? Yo!, people I LOVE MY HIJAB!!!

Yes, life is more difficult with it. What ever I do, it has to be at least 100000 times better than others did. I know that. Its so clear. People are showing me that so clear, every day. It sucks, I know. But its my choice. And I know why and for whom I am doing it. You can do it only for Him, coz His love is only worth of doing it.

But why people are making such a big deal of it, wallahi?? Why hijab ban in France, in Turkey, Italy and all other countries? I just dont get it. This piece of cloth bothering them so much?? And they are keep saying these hijab bans are for my own good?? Alright, I really JUST DONT GET IT! Will someone please explain to me?

  
Oct
09

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www.islamic-relief.com/

 

  
Sep
27

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Sister Shahrzad has a wonderful idea and masha-Allah (SWT) many blogers loved it. Honestly, it gives an EXCELLENT feeling if you are a part of it :) Please go to see what is it all about (it will bring you maaany hasanat;))

http://shahrzaad.wordpress.com/circle-of-unity/

  
Aug
02

My joy….

eman, my Love, sacred   4:13 am     

My joy –

My Hunger –

My Shelter –

My Friend –

My Food for the journey –

My journey’s End –

You are my breath,

My hope,

My companion,

My craving,

My abundant wealth.

Without You — my Life, my Love –

I would never have wandered across these endless countries.

You have poured out so much grace for me,

Done me so many favors, given me so many gifts –

I look everywhere for Your love –

Then suddenly I am filled with it.

O Captain of my Heart

Radiant Eye of Yearning in my breast,

I will never be free from You

As long as I live.

Be satisfied with me, Love,

And I am satisfied.

Rabi’a al Basri