Let me put it this way, you need to come to the conclusion that whatever path your on is the right one. Your intellect has to convince you that you are on the true path. Have faith, but know why you have faith. Realize that I have faith because my religion is perfect, not because people of anything else. And learn to forgive people.

Lets just get a couple of things straight....
1. tabaruk is a food fight. everyone runs to people with food...remember the thirst and hunger of the Shohada. 3 days they survived, after 3 hours of mourning for them, we need to get back to fighting for our last meal.

2. men/women. sure there a different people reading. i guess in the mens it seems in control, but the ladies are ridic. reading nohas becomes a competition, matmi nohas, all these idiotic things come into play. people are so ridiculous, most of the nohay many of the youth consider to be 'matami' do not have half the meaning that the other nohay do.

3. is it really that hard for every individual to wear black?

4. women just need to stop talking. period. just shut up. no one wants to hear cold you are and random crap.

yeah i'm mad. but mostly it just shows you Qiyamat is coming soon.

Wow, I haven't been on this in a while. Okay so i realized that since i have no life why not continue with my blog...okay so this is Zehra on Hyprocrites.

Wow, everyday it feels like the worlds going to hell. I mean pratically everyone is two-faced. I talking about Muslism, Shias. Damn losers. Wow, lets have a party on the anniversary of the day that Imam Hussain left from Medina- and then lets goto a majlis, well maybe if theres time. Or lets meet at someones house and dance, woohoo! yeah right. idk, maybe its just that i was never raised like that. I don't know what kind of messed up parents allow their kids to believe that its okay to party, or for girls to wear sleeveless shirts and mini-skirts. damn people your muslim. try and get a hold on that. the funny thing is many of you who may be reading this and prolly saying, well who cares, so what if their not practicing. If your not practicing, just get the hell of the masjid. Nobody wants to see your two-facedness. If your comfortable with yourself as you are, imagine walking past idk an Ayatullah, with a mini-skirt and sleeveless shirt on. Naudibillah, people will think you are pawns of the west. Ahh whatever...i dont care..how you live your lives is up to you, as for me, I want my kids ands family to be on the true path.

The Holy Quran.

It is rare to find such a book, where every verse, every word, every letter adds to its beauty. It is something lost in translation. Something no one can ever compare to obviously, because it is the word of Allah. However, sometimes I feel the more I read it, the more I listen, the I understand. My lack of knowing Arabic is the issue here, it is easily read; however, what point is there in reading what you do not understand fully. This is the point. Reading it involves dedication fully of heart. You are a child, and you are reciting your Lords very words. It is such an honor, such a privilege.
I am really not sure how to add Arabic text to this, so I cannot paste the ayats, and discuss it. I cannot emphasize the drastic amount lost in translation. It is though I allow my mind and my heart, to read the words, and understand it. And after more spiritual growth occurs, my being will Inshallah understand more. May Allah guide me.
Memorization has always been a key in life. Whether it be nohay, qasiday, surahs....However I did begin to accomplish something which I didn't think I could do before. I am almost 3/4 done memorizing Hadith-e-Kisa in Arabic. Its so beautiful. When I was younger I had memorized most of it Urdu, listening to it daily recited by Agha Sabswari.
Well yeah, beauty has been found, and thus I am still admiring it day after day.

Faith.
It puzzles me as to how some people can have such little faith, whether it be in God, their own religion whatever. Faith is learned, however i doubt it can taught. Soomeone can't just come up to you and start preaching, and in a matter of minutes you'll convert. Things are rarely so simple. However, I feel that faith is just like a ladder. In terms of Islam as in all religions that base, the ground is the most important. For without the basic knowledge, without the support of the ground how are you able to climb the ladder...
There are many steps, and though some may disagree with me on how I present this, the foundation of Islam is based on Usool-e-deen and Faro-e-deen, now I am sure you all know that. However once you have lived as a muslim, embraced Islam, and lived following Islamic rules, if you question the basics you will fall down the ladder. For example, if you start questioning whether Allah is just, or whether Prophet Mohammed had appointed Imam Ali, or the roles of the Imams, its like an earthquake has just occured, and you are now on a shaky ground, from that point on you can either grap on to the ladder, fall down, or fall into the hole created by the quake. The hole in the ground is a void, an empty world without religion, where you care more for yourself then your Lord. The only way to save yourself is to restablish your faith......
The point is whatever step of the ladder you are on, whatever level of faith you have, make sure that are fully supported and that no earthquakes occur....or even if they do, make sure you are stable and pray for closeness to God. Our lives, our actions are being judged, and it is He who will judge us only.

Remember,
"There is no compulsion in religion" 2:256
It is your choice whether to step on the ladder.

The lottery....huh...
So Tuesday was 13th Rajab, the birth of Imam Ali (A.S.) My mom decided to play the lottery and asked me to pick some numbers, wow, nothing short of a miracle occured. And thats what I believe it to be, a sign, yes I am one of those people who symbolically accompanies every life event with a greater meaning. But I truly believe that this was awesome...Here were my numbers...

7- Rajab
13- the date
30- year of birth
18- Eid-e-Ghadeer
1- Bibi Fatima and Imam Ali's Shadi
55- 5:55, Ayat from Quran giving reference to Imam Ali, as the wali.

These were the winning numbers
1, 13, 33, 5, 18, megaball 30.
Now when I looked at the ayat I figured 55, but it was meant to be 5. And 7, "Rajab" does not really have the most symbolic connection to Imam Ali. Ironically, I won 7 dollars...The only number I didn't understand was 33, I cannot identify the connection to Imam Ali...
Well whatever was meant to be was meant to be.

Wow, I haven't used this in a while...

All I can say is things change, people change, goals change. You spend your whole life working towards this goal, this end, and then your here, and don't know if you really want to continue. Sure everyone has something in them, we are all meant to do something with our lives. Suddenly it doesn't seem so important. If I die tomorrow, I have still done things with my life, made changes in others, helped others, and thats whats important. I know that if I live my life to the fullest, and achieve everything I want to, the end result is always death. Whether that be today, tomorrow, or three years from now. Priorities change once you truly realize you are never too young to die, look at Qana, were they too young to die, or was their death, did their lives spark rebellion and disorder, pain and yet some relief, were their lives wasted. No, their deaths as well as all of ours has a meaning, whether by gunshot, bomb, heart attack. Every action that happens has a purpose to shape the world.
Back to the change, marriage...what a pleasant topic. Sure many people marry young, but why not more. I had always thought I would go to college be 'something', and then settle. But come'on our time on this world is limited, the clock is ticking till that trumpet blows and all life as we know it is gone. Why not prepare ourselves for the end? Surely it is coming, why fear it? Instead, embrace the idea that you are not alive forever. You are not immortal. This is how I feel about marriage. The sooner you get married to the right person, the sooner other things fall into place, like children. Raise your kids so that they could be, Inshallah, part of Imam Mehdi's army. For what other purpose is there. Serve your master, Love your Lord, Pray to Allah. That is what life is about. Raise children to protect Islam with their lives, raise them to be the future Hezbollah. Raise your sons to be soldiers, your daughters to be teachers. Once again take example from Karbala..

We never know when we will end...

What is wrong with everyone....Muharram has just started, and so has the Hussaini industry...
What the hell is wrong with everyone, is Ghum-e-Hussain supposed to be a profit, should people be making millions of dollars every year from the shahadat of our Beloved Imam. Look at us, look how much money and politics are involved in this mourning. Is this why our Imam was martyred, for his shias to divide over this.
There are many problems today:
Yes everyone likes different readers, but who has the right to deny one from reading, and second of all even within the past few days i've seen this, brothers read a "matami" noha, and everyone gives jawab, a brother reads a ghum ka noha, like extremely sad, with little matam, everyone sits down, begins to talk. What if Bibi Zainab were reading the noha, would we sit down and in shame talk, or would we continue to beat ourselves.
I am sure the first nohay were not matami in the sense that they honestly have little meaning and are read to a fast pace so you get more matam out of it. what is wrong with our community. voice, matam, none of that matters. we are observing the same thing, we are lamenting the shahadat of our Imam. Do you people honestly believe, that by having a good voice, reading a matami nohay and then continuing your life that day after as if nothing has happened. Being Hussaini is not just doing matam. He was not martyred while he was mourning for his sons, he was martyred while praying to Allah (swt). And look at us, we go to majlis, think we are all so good, ooh lets read a noha, but not do namaz, not learn a single thing from Karbala. How dare we spread the message when we ourselves have not come to the full realization of its meaning. How dare we mourn for our Bibi's chadar, when people have such little concern for it today. Is the message that hard to comprehend. Pledge alliegience only to the Allah, only to the path of Islam, not these tyrants and oppressors who are killing our people. And in the end that is what matters, how much do you love and have faith in Allah, are you able to stand firm for your beliefs even in time of all this criticism. Follow the word of Allah, do not forget the path, even in the worst of circumstances, follow Bibi Zainab's example and do not fear to spread truth. Because as long as we are spreading the truth, we are not following Yazid. Now look at us, people would rather go to a shabedari then to amal. People will stand there doing matam, and not recite Ziarat e- Ashura. People will sit there in the majalis laughing and talking about useless things. Would not Bibi Fatima be ashamed that we, who call ourselves her followers, who consider her the greatest woman, will not even sit quietly and observe the majalis.

May Allah guide us all & May Bibi Fatima forgive us for the disrespect we have for her son and his followers.