-the warm fuzzy feeling-

Assalamualaikum Readers,

So today was the big day. The inauguration of President Barack Hussein Obama. Since I was sick and wasn’t able to go into work, I was able to watch the oath and inauguration speech that President Obama gave.  It was truly a historic event and will be remembered by so many and cherished and treasured by many more.

I pray this change in the world’s greatest nation brings out positive change in our world. I pray that peace and justice blankets the earth and that we can live without fear once more. May Allah swt bless us and purify our intentions. May He (swt) make it easy for us and for our children and give us a safe and secure future in this world. Ameen.

Please keep President Obama safe as well… God knows we’re all scared of what could happen to him.

pEACe,

Fuzzy

Assalamualaikum readers,

Remember my last post? When I was so disheartened with the way people were behaving? Well, consider this a rerun. Except this time, there’s a lot more on my head.

It’s so tough to balance out your time with everyone. Family, friends, school, husband, life, yourself, God, health, relatives, careers, work… everything needs to be taken care of with such delicacy. I don’t know if it’s even possible.

At times like this, it’s so important to have a companion (spouse more like it), that understands, is patient and is there for you no matter how crazy you become.

I love you Shakir.

You

Have

No

Idea.

pEACe,
Fuzzy

Assalamualaikum,

I remember when I was 6 or 7 years old, I went to some dinner party and an Aunty asked me the most unthinkable question: Do you like your mom or your dad more? At that time, even as a young girl, I knew that this question was absurd. How could any adult with even an ounce of sanity ask something so cruel to a little girl? More over, how could she expect an answer from me? All I remember is blushing and not giving a response.

Who would have thought that now, years from that awkward day at the dinner party, I’d have to face a situation very similar to this. It’s not quite the same mind you, but the issue of favourtism is again being challenged.  How do you choose between love ones? You can’t. And should never have to.

I think I’ve always grown up to try to make others happy, make sure everyone around me was happy with my sayings and doings. Lately however, it’s as if every decision and move I make is making one part of my life happy  while making the other part of my life unhappy with me. It’s as if I’ve lost that skill I’ve had all these years to console people and to mend relations between others and myself. I feel like I’m being pulled in every which direction.

The most unfortunate thing about all this is that humans, as our nature, never or seldom remember the good things that are done to/for them. We tend to forget the sacrifices others have made or all the times they’ve done good to you. Rather, we remember the harsh words or the mistakes other make. We hold on to the bitter memories of all the times (even if it be only a couple of occasions) when someone has crossed us or done us wrong. What makes us so blind?

Whatever it is that possesses us to behave the way we do, what can I do? What can we do? The best thing to do is continue to breathe and carry on with treating everyone with the utmost respect and showing them infinite love. Maybe that way, they’ll forget the negative things and try to be thankful for all the good things that’ve happened.

If this entry makes no sense — so be it.

pEACe,
Fuzzy

ps. for the record, I’m happy. Alhumdulillah. And in no way am I trying to be ‘emo’ or what not.