Escape

2011-07-25T02:49:00.002+03:00

im running
barren landscape stretches
im falling
the sinkhole never ends
where is the salvation of death
which will bind my hands into the ground
forbidding me from reaching into the tempting abyss?

Lost Again Somewhere

2010-05-21T05:38:00.002+03:00

Once again im here, looking into the eyes of the monster.
once again im here, trapped.
is there escape?
what am i doing here?
this time im knee deep in this quicksand and sinking fast
no one to help me out
no voice, no fight left in me
probably because i walked into this myself

i blindly live each day
in and out
in a world of mindless people scurrying to their mundane priorities
monotonously i try to emulate them
try to understand
how to become brain dead
or rather how to become people unaware of their starving souls
and the worst part is
i have become a part of them

so here i am,
standing
sinking
fast
trapped
no escape

i cannot look up into the heavens without these chains holding my head down

2009-12-30T07:46:00.002+03:00

sitting on ledge of the 6th floor
staring at the dark murky water reflecting the apparition white
it seems so real
i just have to reach for it
lean over
feel the wind grazing my hair peacefully just for a moment
hands outstretched im groping
for what i know is a mirage
so tempting
to believe that i can be saved
to believe in serenity
to believe that this murkiness would taste so sweet and pleasant on my lips
im trying to put my feet on the ground
but im sinking
im in denial
wanting to believe in this unreality just for a moment
i was stripped of my emotions
but i feel them coming back
i should jump
i want to
then...
i wont sink
i wont dream
i wont hope

2009-12-16T04:44:00.002+03:00

im holding a fist full of black crayons in my hand
there are so many
so much to hold some have already slipped off and broken
should i blame my grip?
should i blame my intellect?
should i blame my emotions?
i want to hide these jagged pencils somewhere safe
in a box somewhere
never to open them
never to offer them
that way
ill be safe
that way
even if its for a while
ill be ok
too many people have etched my bare skin with them
just for once
i want to just walk...mindlessly... aimlessly... without constantly looking over my shoulder and running...
just this once...

2009-12-15T02:08:00.002+03:00

scars whipped onto my back
enough have glanced at them expressionless...
like a freak at a circus,
some people throwing pieces of weightless sympathy,
some sneering,
some laughing at the irony
i wish i could crawl somewhere
and shy away from the brutality of the world.

2009-12-14T04:54:00.004+03:00

10 stories above
walking on the ledge
im back where i used to be
brink of insanity

what am i doing?

the hand of the abyss is pulling my soul into its insatiable gut

how did i come back here?

i vowed never to stand on this ledge again
yet here i am
looking at my desire
my inevitable end
calling me,coaxing me to leap
the emptiness infesting
i have no reason to stay

Is this the point of no return?

my heart numb to emotions
to every emotion
closed itself
i dont see any reason not to close my eyes
hold my breath one last time
and jump...

2009-12-14T02:04:00.002+03:00

im digging my own grave...

2009-12-08T06:01:00.002+03:00

eyes half closed
breathing this intoxicating air
excitement spurs
for the unknown
i want to leap
into the depth of the ocean beyond
never looking back at the burnt world I want to leave behind
dodging the arms trying to pull me ...suffocate me...
standing on the pier post
waiting to jump
wanting a reason to plunge...

2009-12-05T13:10:00.002+03:00

such saddened eyes, calling out, groping through the vacuum,
hoping something would materialize
looking anywhere and trying to reach out towards the south
hunched shoulders, shuffling from one room to the next...

what is bothering you?
why is ur heart aching?
will you not tell me?

it drives a stake through my head watching you wither away ...

2009-12-05T13:08:00.000+03:00

LINKIN PARK - Easier To Run

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
Its so much easier to run
Replace all this pain here all alone

2009-11-28T22:20:00.001+03:00

"he who fights with monsters might take care, lest he thereby become a monster...and if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you"

2009-11-21T22:12:00.002+03:00

the lights. the smoke. the vibrations in sync with every heart beat...
yet. yet. something was just not right.
like stains of blood on the marble floor.
what are you hiding? your eyes vacant
like the devil's puppet
lost from reality of this world let alone the next
words are like wooden arrows hitting the brick wall
kindness pain and sheer innocence lay hidden somewhere
i dont know where
and if they will ever prevail
but its soooo heartbreaking
to look into vacant eyes...where somewhere beneath is soul screaming and groping and starving
its like covered in a metallic shell
i cannot penetrate
i never will
all i can do is pray for you
for your soul
that seems to call out through your such apathetic eyes...

2009-11-20T06:03:00.003+03:00

Im searching the sky...
foreboding clouds swirl veiling the infinity beyond like milk in coffee...
where are You?
Im waiting for drops of rain to soothe my gnashes deep like an embrace of affection i never really had
Im waiting
Im searching
How long till salvation will reach to pull out my heart from this putrid chest cavity
When will my soul be washed from the stench of this suit
im waiting
Where are You?

2009-11-08T14:00:00.002+03:00

i dont know why
but the voices in my head are not even whispering
they used to talk to me
sometimes scream at me
till i prostrate in devotion
now...
its as though i walk in a vaacum container
like walking on foam which have hollow bubbles
now everything seems so empty
so pointless
everything seems so superficial
there is nothing to look at
the world is slowly turning a monotonous tone of grey
before
the voices would note the beauty of every detail
now...
its all a blur
why am i stuck
why cant i move
why cant i reach out and grab what i lost
its so hard to grope in this pitch black darkness
for something which has gone silent now...

2009-11-03T21:12:00.002+03:00

ive been running.
scraping my knee
bruising my elbow
burning my eyes
ive been running blindly
finding somewhere safe
running away from the broken shelter
running to find a new one
a real perceivable one
not like before
not like the mirage i was in
where i would stand in hope of warmth but get drowned by the rain
so now im running
i left behind so much shards of glass
my feet bleeding
i need something to breathe into
an embrace moulding the mind to serenity
i need it now more than ever
just something
sometimes just anything
my mind crying out of desperation, desolation
somehow i think if i stop running
ill fall
into something so deep ill never come back up again...
ill probably never get up again
and if i do, itd take me years...

im looking up
hoping anytime now
ill be shown the way i lost

2009-11-01T07:06:00.002+03:00

Just for a moment. Just that moment. everything seems so perfect.
the night sky
the street lights
the grey clouds
everything is where its supposed to be
the people
the company

you cant help but fall in love...with everything and everyone...
but only for that moment
the next day you want to be in love again
u want the people who at that moment intoxicated you with the perfection of the entire scenerio...
but it never really was the people or the things...
it was just that moment.
a moment of pure color in its most vibrant form.
you can only wish for that moment to return
walking on the air of utmost utopia...
all you can do is save it in you memory for it wont come back to you
rather it will haunt u
tantalize you..
of what was...or would might be one day...if it may come...

2009-10-31T04:00:00.002+03:00

i held a handful of precious grains of sand once...
but the tighter I held on to it...
the faster it seeped through the cracks between my fingers...
im left with only so much now...
i can feel another storm hurdling towards where I stand
forcefully prying open my fist,
and I? and I doubt the strength within me to hold on the rest.
im just now groping for any vials of poison on this shelf...
drinking whatever I can, feeling the pain of anything but the other reality of life. the other darkness and bitterness of life.
im on the floor. with defeat.
and i wonder, as poison drips from my mouth, why exactly i have one or two grains held in my fist?
im doing nothing to bend down and reach for some more...

wind

2009-10-30T22:31:00.003+03:00

can you hear it?
singing to you?
gently whispering praises of The Glory beyond?
can you feel it?
softly caressing your skin?
tempting you to walk towards the edge of pure wisdom and understanding?
yet we walk the streets oblivious to it dancing calling begging desperately to turn our vision towards the heavens above.
we march on each day ignoring its miracles as it rustles the foilage or ripples the sea.
each message spoken with its fiery words or icy breath.
yet, as each day passes... we act as though we see nothing. we hear nothing. or even feel nothing.
huddled up in our raincoats or exotic furs
focusing our minds on our destination and future...of this life
we withdraw into the unreality of it all
because we believe there is no end.
therefore, we dont feel it.
and when we do
we complain
turn away
or stay indoors far away to avoid hearing the truth. to see our reflections. to turn our eyes towards Providence...

Halloween

2009-10-29T12:41:00.015+03:00

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2009-10-25T04:08:00.002+03:00

there was a ladybird that flew on my glasses the other day
small and beautiful
deep red
2 black dots
obviously i jumped an it fell on the table and just stayed there
graceful...beautiful..and innocent
a girl came and smashed a paper bag and squished it
with no conscience
no regret
it was a humble creature...minding its own business...
where was her mercy?
its presence added so much color to the world...
and now its gone...

...how human beings can lack a heart..can lack a conscience...i will never understand.
how someone can hurt someone else...ill never understand
fear Allah atleast, Subhan Allah!
atleast the ladybird was an insect...we are humans. we have a properly functioning and developed frontal lobe... why then be stripped of a conscience...of understanding..?

Colours of Autumn, Subhan Allah

2009-10-25T03:45:00.012+03:00

2009-10-23T05:07:00.002+03:00

do you remember?
rolling down the hill laughing with tears in our eyes?
do you remember rain hitting the window pane? do you remember the hours dragging slowly into the night? do you remember... did you feel?
i wonder why it is when i empty my heart of its contents, kneel and present it, why its so satisfying to deny it? or worse, sneer at it?
i wonder why its so easy to walk ahead...
its like my existence was a mirage
memories just as misty and unreal.
are these jewels of blood worth nothing but grains of sand?
all i can do is sit and question
all i can do is reassure and comfort my forsaken self.
or rather delude it. feed it various stories to keep my sanity in check.
everything has leeched my mind...and the last string of hope slipped away from my tight grip...
perhaps it was better.
i held real dark red gems in my fist... unnoticed.

Hadeeth p13

2009-10-21T04:30:00.001+03:00

Narrated Abu Huraira: I heard Allah's Apostle (peace be upon him) saying." By Allah! I ask for forgiveness from Allah and turn to Him in repentance more than seventy times a day."

[Sahih Bukhari, Volume 8, Book 75, Number 319]

a fresh start

2009-10-19T05:30:00.002+03:00

looking at my window.
clouds dancing overhead.
a curious mixture of black white and red.
holding hands, welcoming the drops of rain.
the cold refreshing wind waxes and wanes,
enveloping the world with her gentle grace,
kissing with her icy lips upon every strangers'face,
the trees all kneel to the thundering skies above,
shaking and shedding bloodshot leaves that they dearly love,
shaded foliage on the puddled ground,
each one with a unique memory, a unique sound,
the world pounded by the beating drums,
of something exciting, of something new to finally come,
long has it awaited for this pain to wash from its overburdened heart,
now for a new page, a new life, a fresh start...

2009-10-17T03:36:00.003+03:00

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i found this in the subway! its so cute

2009-10-17T03:25:00.002+03:00

leaves shedding.. ...

2009-10-17T03:16:00.001+03:00

my street ... leaves on the floor.... absolutely loving Autumn...thats for sure. Subhan Allah

2009-10-17T03:15:00.000+03:00

The E train

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Subhan Allah.

2009-10-17T03:04:00.002+03:00

Subhan Allah. I mean its so beautiful. The leaves of Autumn. How many of you just stop to notice. It truly is the artwork of Allah...

2009-10-17T03:00:00.002+03:00

Studying for USMLE...anytime anywhere. This was on Cityhall station in New York...waiting for the 6th train to show up so i can catch the path train in WTC...

2009-10-17T02:57:00.000+03:00

more of the scenery from the train

2009-10-17T02:47:00.003+03:00

Picture of the city while going from new york to new jersey. Subhan Allah. my picture quality is bad...cuz my phone doesnt have a good cam and... the lights were on on the train soo... u can see it slightly reflecting.

Hadeeth p12

2009-10-13T17:35:00.001+03:00

Narrated Abu Huraira(ral): Allah's Apostle(pbuh) said, "Allah says, 'I have nothing to give but Paradise as a reward to my believer slave, who, if I cause his dear friend (or relative) to die, remains patient (and hopes for Allah's Reward)." (Sahih Al-Bukhari, Bk 76 :432)

Quran (4:36)

2009-10-08T06:39:00.001+03:00

Allah, the Exalted, says: "Worship Allah and join none with Him (in worship); and do good to parents, kinsfolk, orphans, Al-Masakin (the poor), the neighbour who is near of kin, the neighbour who is a stranger, the companion by your side, the wayfarer (you meet), and those (slaves) whom your right hands possess". (4:36)Al Quran

Hadeeth p11

2009-10-03T12:51:00.000+03:00

A man sinned greatly against himself, and when death came to him he charged his sons, saying: When I have died, burn me, then crush me and scatter [my ashes] into the sea, for, by Allah, if my Lord takes possession of me, He will punish me in a manner in which He has punished no one [else]. So they did that to him. Then He said to the earth: Produce what you have taken-and there he was! And He said to him: What induced you to do what you did? He said: Being afraid of You, O my Lord (or he said: Being frightened of You) and because of that He forgave him. (Hadith Qudsi; #32)

Leaves

2009-10-03T09:58:00.005+03:00

Its amazing. The leaves of autumn, Subhan Allah. The leaves are stripped of their vibrant, vital green and turn bloody red or suicidal orange as they slowly get detached from home. As though they are all abandoned. Destined to wither among the feet of their parent. They have no other choice. Its as though the parent tree shed them for it has no use of them anymore. How can it be so cruel?
Where do you go when you see you never really had a nest. You wish hard it was there. Try to do everything to grab on to any piece of your childhood...but if it is this part thats defective...what do you hold on to?
Sometimes people whom you expect to always be there for you end up being just as self absorbed like anyone else. Even the people who have obligations to you, let you down, with no fear of Allah in their hearts.
Is there anything you can do? No.
Its shocking, yes, but there is nothing you can do.
Like the leaves of the autumn tree, they fall and cannot go back, ever. No matter how much they are in denial for years on end...they can never go back. Love does not exist. Obligation, protection, security, understanding...nothing exists. Not like the relationship of the evergreen trees...where the leaves are green and vibrant all year round.
What can you do?
When people stomp on the leaves. or rake them off the lawn and trash them somewhere. All they can do and we can do is pray.
Because in the end, like always, it comes down to us. to Providence.
no one can really hold us. save us. comfort us. be with us. no one except for Allah.
Its actually the lack of love for Allah and the lack of enough Taqwaa that leads us to crave to seek the security of someone besides Him. Subhan Allah. And it is also this that we are still in denial. Still having expectations. Still looking for some goodness in people who in the end of the day have no effect on our deeds whatsoever.

We so stuck on to this Duniya and the people. Whether they are related or not. But we have to remember everyone and everything is a test for us. This life is only a veil of hardships and misery which we have to bear to achieve the delights of the Hereafter...just like the leaves of the evergreen trees. Forever happy green and secure.

Hadeeth p10

2009-10-02T13:07:00.001+03:00

Narrated Aisha, Ummul Mu'minin:The Prophet (peace_be_upon_him) said: Any person who offers prayer at night regularly but (on a certain night) he is dominated by sleep will be given the reward of praying. His sleep will be almsgiving. [abu dawood..Book 5, Number 1309]

Hadeeth p10

2009-09-30T22:57:00.000+03:00

Narrated Abu Huraira: Allah 's Apostle (pbuh) said, "Treat women nicely, for a women is created from a rib, and the most curved portion of the rib is its upper portion, so, if you should try to straighten it, it will break, but if you leave it as it is, it will remain crooked. So treat women nicely."

Hadeeth p9

2009-09-30T17:06:00.001+03:00

The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) said: “No one will enter Paradise who has an atom’s-weight of pride in his heart.” A man said, “What if a man likes his clothes to look good and his shoes to look good?” He said, “Allah is beautiful and loves beauty. Pride means denying the truth and looking down on people.” [Muslim]

Rain Drops

2009-09-29T12:28:00.003+03:00

Ever stop to really look at the details of life?
While passing by i looked out the window and couldnt help but notice how the raindrops smoothly gliding down the window. one after the other... with such precision and synchrony. Subhan Allah.it literally seemed like tears falling down a face of a grieving woman. And in a even more unusual way i think i even reciprocated that feeling...i could somehow perceive the raindrops gliding down my own face...
It all sounds so morose but it was quite the contrary. The beauty of it all of just breath taking. I mean how can we take these small things for granted? How can you not stop to notice how everything feels so electrified when it rains? How the earth smells? How the drops feel on the skin? How the thunder declares the existence of Allah and demands your attention to Praise Him? Are people THAT busy or just simply take such things for granted? Even the little things...like the drops of a window pane. Each drops segregated from the other like billions of colonies...reflecting the inverted image of the world. Subhan Allah. To think each drop as it trickled down that window it was by the Will of Allah alone, Subhan Allah. How then can We deny Him?

Hadeeth p8

2009-09-29T12:27:00.001+03:00

Narrated Um Kulthum bint Uqba: That she heard Allah's Apostle saying, "He who makes peace between the people by inventing good information or saying good things, is not a liar." [Bukhari 857]

Hadeeth p7

2009-09-27T11:42:00.001+03:00

Abdullah bin `Umar (May Allah be pleased with them) reported: The Prophet (PBUH) said, "The finest act of goodness is that a person should treat kindly the loved ones of his father". [Muslim].

Hadeeth p6

2009-09-27T11:39:00.001+03:00

Narrated Abu Huraira: I said to Allah's Apostle "I hear many narrations (Hadiths) from you but I forget them." Allah's Apostle said, "Spread your Rida' (garment)." I did accordingly and then he moved his hands as if...... filling them with something (and emptied them in my Rida') and then said, "Take and wrap this sheet over your body." I did it and after that I never forgot any thing. [Bukhari]

Quran 2:271

2009-09-26T03:59:00.000+03:00

Allah, the Exalted, says:"If you disclose your Sadaqat (alms-giving), it is well; but if you conceal them and give them to the poor, that is better for you. (Allah) will expiate you some of your sins. And Allah is Well-Acquainted with what you do.'' (2:271) Al Quran

Hadeeth p5

2009-09-26T01:34:00.001+03:00

Anas bin Malik (RA) reported: The Prophet (PBUH) said, "There are three qualities whoever has them, will taste the sweetness of Iman: To love Allah and His Messenger (PBUH) more than anyone else; to love a slave (of Allah) only for (the sake of)... Allah; and to abhor returning to infidelity after Allah has saved him from it as he would abhor to be thrown into the fire (of Hell)". [Al-Bukhari and Muslim].

Hadeeth p4

2009-09-25T13:20:00.000+03:00

Narrated Abu Huraira: A man used to eat much, but when he embraced Islam, he started eating less. That was mentioned to the Prophet who then said, "A believer eats in one intestine (is satisfied with a little food) and a Kafir eats in seven intestines (eats much) ✽☼✽Imam Bukhari (Volume 7, Book 65, Number 309)

Hadeeth p3

2009-09-25T12:58:00.002+03:00

Samurah bin Jundub (May Allah be pleased with him) reported: Prophet of Allah (PBUH) said, "Among the people of Hell are there those who will be emersed in fire to their ankles, some to their knees, some to their waists, and some to their throats". [Muslim].

Hadeeth p2

2009-09-25T10:40:00.000+03:00

Narrated Abu Huraira: On the night Allah's Apostle (pbuh) was taken on a night journey (Miraj) two cups, one containing wine and the other milk, were presented to him at Jerusalem. He looked at it and took the cup of milk. Gabriel said, "P...raise be to Allah Who guided you to Al-Fitra (the right path); if you had taken (the cup of) wine, your nation would have gone astray."

Quran 3:31

2009-09-24T21:43:00.002+03:00

Allah, the Exalted, says: "Say (O Muhammad (PBUH) to mankind): `If you (really) love Allah then follow me (i.e., accept Islamic Monotheism, follow the Qur'an and the Sunnah), Allah will love you and forgive you of your sins. And Allah is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful.''' (3:31) Al Quran

Hadeeth p1

2009-09-24T21:41:00.000+03:00

Narrated Ibn 'Umar: The Prophet (pbuh) decreed that one should not try to cancel a bargain already agreed upon between some other persons (by offering a bigger price) And a man should not ask for the hand of a girl who is already engaged to his Muslim brother, unless the first suitor gives her up, or allows him to ask for her hand [Bukhari No. 73]

Loneliness can make you do strange things

2009-09-24T03:02:00.003+03:00

Sitting alone in a small studio in the midst of the big city, i cant help but look around for some company. Why?

Why do humans have this inner urge to seek companionship? To share thoughts, emotions or simply the presence? To attain a sense of belonging?

I know if certain people decide not to mingle, they are labelled by most psychiatrists as schzoid.

But in the end...in the very end..we are alone. No one can really "get it", right? How you feel? What youre going through? What your childhood mustve been like? So even if you try to "bond"and "get to know each other" in the end... people only remember the summary of you minus the emotion..your emotion. ( "oh yeah, thats the girl who used to sleep in the car when she was kicked out of the house..." or "oh he is going through tough times" ...)

So if we are indeed alone, why are we always this need to have people in our lives?

Even Spiritually, no one understands except Allah. No one will understand what and most importantly WHY youre going through something, except Allah. So the relationship is not between people and you, its between you and Allah...then why are we lonely? Why do we have this inexplicable drive to be with someone...anyone?

Especially since in the Hereafter, we stand with our deeds in our hands...alone.

Loneliness makes people do funny things. Ive seen people do things which, under any normal circumstances, they wouldnt do. Somehow, rationality doesnt really "kick in".

Reminds me of Subject A.
Subject A didnt really fit in anywhere. Her parents, like a lot I know, left her in some unknown country by herself, no relatives around, for the "sake of education". Sub A tried to mingle but being simple herself, she found most people to be too dubious to really be good friends with. Day in and day out she would wander out on the streets...alone..or pace in her room...alone... She couldnt really concentrate on her studies. You would think this is the perfect opportunity to get in touch with her spirituality, with Allah...but you have to remember being this vunerable, it was also the perfect opportunity for Shaytaan to steer her away from the right path.

Under normal circumstances, intermingling with the opposite gender seemed preposterious to Sub A. But now, out of sheer desperation... companionship of any gender seemed ok. Boys didnt look that bad,right?

It seemed more comforting and alluring for human being to be physically present, and nod and sympathesize at Sub A's life trials as opposed to Allah, the Unseen. At least that's how Shaytaan makes the entire situation seem to a sheep out of its flock.

So, ofcourse as you guessed it, Sub A went against all moral principles and reasoning and chose to have a "boyfriend".
Conscience used to kill her, her dumb boyfriend used to mistreat her while she silently took everything...but anything was better than being back in that black hole of still and silence, right?

Eventually she came around, Alhamdulillah. She realized that to live alone she needs strong faith in Allah to fight temptation...to fight this natural urge of companionship.

Why doesnt Subject A get married, you may ask? People might think marriage solves the problem...it actually doesnt. I remember Subject B's wedding. She was so happy.

Throughout her life, she was looking for the "one"...she did find him...didnt work out though...so she married someone else... but she was happy...I presumed that this would be the end of her ..er.. incorrect ways of "filling the void".She was Islamic but like Subject A, loneliness would get the best of her.
However, her husband used to go away for quite sometime on business trips. I would literally see her strength fading away... first 2-3 weeks she'd be missing her husband, the next few she'd be angry at her situation, and then the next few she would revert back into her old ways of mingling with the opposite gender. I was quite shocked. Who wouldnt be? Married woman...mingling? And trying to rationalize her actions as her defense? However, looking back now, as sinful as it was, I understand. Sensibility disappears eventually by the eroding silence. She hated living alone...taking care of the house, alone... to have coffee in Starbucks alone. She didnt have many friends and in this day and age...nearly everyone is always busy... so in a very weird way, I understand why she did what she did.

Well to conclude Subject B's story she moved where her husband is doing business and now she is doing quite well... unlike subject C..

Subject C has a very long complicated story. Married for 20 something years with 4 children. Living in pretty much in the middle of nowhere since her husband works there. Isolated against her will, she spends majority of her days alone. Husband out for work, children out for school... Eventually the feelings of loneliness was replaced by bitterness. She blamed her husband..she blamed her children..the world... etc... Unfortunately, her situation didnt change at all...neither did her outlook.

Loneliness really makes you do strange things.

I think in the end it depends on faith.
Perhaps people were instilled with the need to mingle as a test from Allah. And if we were put in a situation where there is no one to be with, thats when we are tested to see who we turn to- Allah or temptations.
I know it takes immense faith and mental strength to keep yourself in balance and not to be swayed by the raging storm.

May Allah make our faith strong.

Photos of The Day...

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Photos of The Day...

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Amake Tumi Thou Thou!!:-B

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2009-04-17T20:39:00.001+03:00

2009-04-16T21:47:00.001+03:00

2009-04-16T17:38:00.000+03:00

I was taken to an underwater accomodation.
And the walls made of thick glass.
I could see the deep blue sea through it.
Fish every size and color imagineable.
Absolutely beautiful.
But then the glass started cracking.
I remember the sharks swimming balefully on the other side..waiting.
Looking for escape... Knowing there was no chance..the surface was too far away...

(my Dream has been modified)

Crowne Plaza Of DXB

2009-04-15T01:30:00.000+03:00

This was the view when i stayed at the Crowne Plaza in Dubai. Prolly the best hotel ive been in so far in my life.

That was the interior of the place.The bed made me sleep like a baby...

Yes. The bathroom wall is made of glass so you can see through from the bedroom. Dont worry there was a screen which you can pull down via remote control. I believe the reason behind that was so you can watch TV while in the bathroom. The volume control was inside too.

:-) yes i found the bathroom quite interesting...

I think if I ever did get to make a list of places I would want to stay during my honeymoon, this hotel would definitely be one of them...