You Say Madness

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You Say; Madness

(You say) It is not love, it is madness

My madness may be the cause of your fame

Sever not my relationship with you

If nothing then be my enemy

What is the meaning of notoriety in meeting me

If not in public court meet me alone

I am not my own enemy

So what if the stranger is in love with you

Whatever you are, it is due to your own being

If this not known then it is ignorance

Life though fleets like a lightening flash

Yet it is abundant Time to be in love

I do not want debate on the sustenance of love

Be it not love but another dilemma

Give something O biased One

At least the sanction to cry and plea

I will perpetuate the rituals

Even if cruelty be your habit

Teasing and cajoling the beloved cannot leave ‘Asad’

Even if there is no union and only the desire remains

Mirza Asad Ullah Ghalib

Being A Jasmine is A Struggle

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Beauty, Education, Heart, Humor, Life, Love, Women, World

“Arab, huh…that’s pretty exotic!”

“Are you sure you’re Arab? You don’t look Arab…”

Um, white folks, you may have forgotten, but you colonized the shit out of the Middle East (still kinda do). We come in all different shapes and sizes.

You ALWAYS get “randomly selected” for extra screening by the TSA.

Pulling an old white woman aside for extra screening doesn’t pardon your racism.

Who is this diet you speak of?

Food is our first love. Mensaf. All day, err day bruh!

You feel obliged to give a disclaimer when you start dating someone new.

I’m sure it’s a lovely restaurant but it’s in my uncle’s neighborhood. Lets go somewhere else…perhaps another city?

“Oh that’s interesting that you go to school. Your family is ok with it?”

When you bring friends home you have to give them a mini orientation about your family’s unusual…rituals.

Baba, can you please stop yelling at the TV, you’re scaring Tiffany!

People assume you’re Muslim by default…

NEWS FLASH: We’re not all Muslim! We’re Christians, Jews, Atheists, and Beliebers. Get it straight.

Your siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, their spouses, and offspring have the capacity to populate an entire village.

As an Arab girl you get categorized into one of two groups, you’re either a Haifa:

Or a Nancy.

When your grandmother calls – you answer reluctantly.

Hey Teta, I just got a new job!

“If you loved me you’d get married, yalla…I’m going to die soon!”

We share an unspoken language with other Arab women.

A three second gaze can translate to: Yeah we should go soon, I’m down for pizza after. The score is 4-1. They say it’s going to rain tomorrow. Can I borrow that top? Of course I recorded Love & Hip Hop Atlanta.

Your parents typically have nothing nice to say about you…unless it’s to other people.

“My daughter had a full scholarship to study abroad and now she works at the top firm in the state.”

During your college years you had the luxury of using the library as a cover for just about everything.

I hope my mom isn’t reading this.

“Girl, why are you so conservative?”

It’s called class.

You get called awiya for speaking up.

Brains, beauty, and sass. BOOM bitch!

Western media has fooled the world into thinking we’re oppressed.

Don’t believe everything you read, except this post…everything I wrote has been scientifically proven*

*This post has not been reviewed by any scientist

When your aunt tells you there’s an ‘3arees’, you’re secretly lightweight curious.

He doesn’t sound like a complete loser…All right, I’m listening.

But after you meet said 3arees you feel the need to pay your aunt a visit

Every birthday some jerk-off relative has to suggest that you’re ‘expired’.

“You’re running out of eggs…When I was your age, I already had five kids.”

Don’t you have a cliff to drive off of?

You give people a simpler way of pronouncing your name but they insist on pronouncing it the ‘ethnic way’.

“Speak in Arabic…it sounds so sexy!”

ye3lan youm eli shoftak fi.

“Sooo how do you feel about America?”

That’s like asking us how do we feel about pie. We love pie. Who doesn’t love pie?! End of discussion.

When you attend weddings, you’re hit with waves of “you’re next!”

At any given moment a stranger will approach you and ask if you’re blah blah’s daughter

“I remember you when you were this little!!”

You must feel honored.

When you were younger, going out used to be more agonizing than going to the DMV.

“I don’t know if you can go out. Ask your dad, ma khasne.”

“So when are you going to show me some belly dancing moves?”

You, sir, are out of pocket.

“My friend is Arab — maybe you know them!”

Don’t assume we know all Arabs…although I probably do.

Being asked our opinion on the Arab Spring, Palestine/Israel conflict, Iraq War…

Do you have 17 hours to spare? It’s not exactly small talk.

You take advantage of people’s lack of knowledge of the Middle East and tell people you’re somebody important whenever the opportunity presents itself.

Because what the fuck do they know?

Your mom has tricked you into revealing secret information when reading your fortune in cup of coffee.

Shit.

But at the end of the day, we have our habibis and our hummus and we wouldn’t trade them for the world!

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http://www.buzzfeed.com/samaraburahma/31-things-only-arab-girls-understand-snmr

The Flute

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Beauty, Heart, Life, Lovers, Poetry, Relationship, Sufi's

The Flute

Listen to the flute a-speaking,

Tell the tale of wretched exile,

Weeping for this world of sorrow

Using words of truth to spin it.

Since the day they seized and took me

From my friends and my companions,

Men and women have been weeping

At the echo of my sobbing.

I have rent my breast from beating,

Gaping holes have made within it,

How I’ve wept and have lamented,

Thousand sighs my heart has rendered.

I’m a friend and blithe companion

Both of this world’s happy people

And of all folk sad, embittered,

With them do I make alliance.

Whate’er be the situation,

I can weep and mourn in longing,

At any time and any place will

My heart sigh and be a-moaning.

All the world does listen to me,

Sees though only my appearance,

Of my wishes they know nothing,

Nor the fire that burns within me.

People come and gather ’round me

When I weep and tell of longing,

Yet they do not know my secret,

Thus I find no consolation.

Those abandoned, hearts forsaken,

Of the flute become companions,

Some, its mellow scales a-hearing,

Lose their minds, their wits completely.

Human falsehood and illusion!

The flute’s voice is not mere wind, it

Has the fire of love within it

When that lowly reed is fingered.

When it plays, the heavens brighten,

When it plays, do hearts take courage,

When it plays, the summer blossoms,

When it plays, the soul’s ecstatic.

To the rose it lends its fragrance,

And to beauty adds an aura,

Gives the nightingale its music,

Charm bestows upon the cosmos.

Of that fire to the heavens

Rising, flickering and flaming,

Does it make the sun and stars which

God within his hands is holding.

From that fire, true God Almighty

All the firmament he fashioned,

Sent the spark of life, creating

Humankind after his likeness.

Fire, oh blessed fire a-blazing,

I with you have been united,

Thus am purified and blended.

Never leave me, my beloved!

 

                                                                                                                                                      Naim Frasheri

 

 

Intensifier

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Intensifier

She was never crazy,

she just didn’t let her heart settle in a cage.

She was born wild..

and sometimes we need people like her.

For it’s the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours.

And she was always willing to burn for everything

She has ever loved.

R.M Drake

The Legendary Robin Williams R.I.P.

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Death, Films, Heart, Legend, Life, Peace, World

NEVER say GOODBYE

Because saying Goodbye

Means giving Away,

and Going Away means

Forgetting…

…

Left behind the legacy of films…

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Tears

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Heart, Life, Love, Quotes, Relationship, Sufi's

TEARS

Real tears are not those

that fall from the eyes

And cover the face

but are those that fall from the heart

and cover the soul. ♥

Christina Ricci

She’s Too Busy

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Beauty, Heart, Islam, Love, Mother, Relationship, Sufi's, World

To My Mother

The #Mother is the only person

that forgets to #Pray 

for herself

because she’s too busy praying

for her #Children.

 

Love Will Touch Your Heart

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To Love at all is to be vulnerable…

C S Lewis

 

 

The Negro Mother

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Africa, Christianity, Human Rights, Life, Power, Relationship, World

Love this post and I Love my mother.

The Tale Of Bitter Truth

I am the one who labored as a slave, Beaten and mistreated for the work that I gave;

—Children sold away from me, husband sold, too.

No safety, no love, no respect was I due.Three hundred years in the deepest South:

—But God put a song and a prayer in my mouth.God put a dream like steel in my soul. Now, through my children, I’m reaching the goal. Now, through my children, young and free, I realize the blessings denied to me. I couldn’t read then. I couldn’t write. I had nothing, back there in the night. Sometimes, the valley was filled with tears, But I kept trudging on through the lonely years. Sometimes, the road was hot with sun, But I had to keep on till my work was done:

—I had to keep on! No stopping for me;

—I was the seed of the coming…

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Intimacy

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Intimacy

I am in Love with Love

and

Love is in love with Me.

My Body is in Love with the Soul

and

the Soul is in Love with my Body.

I opened my Arms to Love

and

Love embraced me like a Lover. 

Maulana Jalaudin Rumi (ra)

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