It is amazing and ironic that I'm writing this. I don't know what people's perception is about blogs. and I don't know what is yours about it as well and what you will think of what I'm saying, writing I mean.
the title says, truth. and let me say that I'm a stupid person. I'm not kidding, really, I am. but I happen to know it before any body rubs it into my face. so this being start of the truth. interesting I guess, right? I know it sounds like it.
what is truth to you? you who are reading this? what the word truth means to you? figuratively and literally. what? don't tell me tell that to your self. another question, what will you do if a person hurt you? as this is a "nice Muslim" site so obviously the first thing comes to the mind is forgive. now, think out of the box for a minute. and with out the "nice Muslim" cover. the real you. who you are and I hope you do know who you are. let me put it this way, a person hits your car and refuse to pay for the repair. or breaks some thing valuable of yours and denies it out right. I think you know what I mean.
another question, what is pride and honour to you? some body says bad things about you and your family that will up set you right? right. so we all know what is pride and honour. two different words but similar feeling.
another one, what is promise? what does it mean? to you. what's the word promise holds to you?
what is Quran? and what respect it has in your eyes?
so, do you have the answers? lets see what is truth, pride, honour and promise and Quran. before, let me ask another question, I think enough questions and lets see the answers.
there are people in this world to whom their pride and honour is more important than the truth. that often is fake pride and honour. I haven't found it written any where so far where it says that we are above Allah and Quran. have you? you, if you have to decide between speaking the truth and fake pride and honour what will you do? difficult question right? and we all being on a "nice Muslim" site, the answer is, speak the truth! reality is quiet the opposite to be honest. and we all know that so there is no need to be scratching the back of our heads. I believe in some thing, and that is, if you do some thing than say it. have the guts to say it. and if you can't. then don't do it. there is no point of it if you can't stand on your own two feet's and say that you do this and whatever it is.
I've come across that our fake pride and honour is more to us than Allah, Quran and speaking the truth. I tried, more like banged my head against fake pride and honour and tried to show the reality. but no body wants to see, know the truth. every body lives in a dream land where things are either every thing but the truth. I have banged my head against such people and they are amazing. they ignore and shh.. the truth. because pride and honour is above Allah and Quran. I've lived it. and it is disgusting to know that we do this and yet have a face to show to each other. I am surprised that people do not believe in shahada. you read it and say some thing and the person will think, okay this person is telling lies. I wish I could laugh but it is true.
every body against truth and it has to be kept under shh.. and people are scared of it. because it will show the real faces and that means every body will talk and speak about things and people. so its better to shh.. I wonder if we all do this? I put my life on the line for it and I can say with out any doubt that we do more to hide the truth than to speak the truth. I've been threatened and every thing and I still speak the truth but guess what? no body gives a monkey about it. because, fake pride and honour is more important than Allah and Quran.
people are scared of the truth. because people know that why they change. what will you think when out of the blue some body who you trust most changes. and I mean change in worst way. I mean brain washed out. how will you feel? let me tell you, you won't be on cloud nine for sure. and how about, when Quran is what? I don't know? than how will you feel? angry? I think beyond that. but than it's me. may be you are still under the impression of "nice Muslim", huh?
I'm not very educated person and don't have much knowledge of Islam either. but what is promise to you? to me. its simple. a man wanted to take part in a war which Muslims were getting ready to fight for. so he took of from his city and somewhere the enemy caught him. threatened to kill him. he said, don't kill me and I promise you I won't take part in this war against you. so they being enemy of Islam and Muslims and all that, they said okay fair enough you promise so of you go mate. he came and saw Rasool. told him the whole thing. and said I want to fight but had to say this so I can make it here. Rasool listened and said, you can not fight. you promised. the man was what what this and that. Rasool forbid him from taking part in the war. what the moral of it? a promise is a promise even to the enemy. and even in tough times. against your own self. thats what I understood from it when I read it ages ago. I asked an imam that you promise me some thing, now you tell me can you run from it? is it my right to ask it of you or not? he couldn't answer. and said yes you do have the right. a well known imam. I don't want to name but it was interesting to talk to him and hear the mm.. yes this and yes that. it's interesting that even the so called best among us coward out and shh.. I had a time of my life. I wish I could say that.
so I asked what about what you promise me in the name of Allah and Quran? interesting answer that yes you have the right. so when you open your mouth and say some thing to some body you actually give them the right. and I mean the right and left of it and there is no denying to it. some body tried to be smart with logic, I said prove that Rasool made a mistake and should have let that man fight. prove Rasool wrong and if he was wrong than I'm too. I'm just saying what he said, did. to me Rasool set an example for us so called Muslim and nice Muslims that this what you do. but than it's me and what I think it means. let me be selfish, I don't want to know what more it means! because to me that is the moral of it. what it is to you? like I said I'm not an educated person but when I was young I did came across some things which I remember. this is one of them. the person couldn't deny it and had to shut up. so basically you can not wash your hands of promise. let alone what you promise in the name of Allah and Quran. interesting isn't it? but we do. we do that in a way, with out any shame or guilt. and what's there to shame or guilt anyway? when we do this we do this in front of a person and we face that person every day or week. so to us that is more important that our fake pride and honour must not get hurt. Quran on the other hand can because Allah is not standing in front of us every day right? well not that we can see but sure he is. but we don't have to face him like a person so it's okay. because when we start to brag about our self's, we usually don't stop at any thing short of good Muslim. even better, the one who speaks the truth and fears Allah and this and that and well it's a long list and we all know it so who am I kidding.
so I've got swears in the name of Allah and Quran and promise in the name of Allah and Quran. but the thing is every body wants to hide it. suddenly the bragging is out of the window and in comes the change. out goes Quran and promise. how come? makes no sense to me. so how will you feel if your life changes in a day? up side down? and what you believe in, that is Allah, Quran and promise and this and that, happens to be nowhere to be seen and wrong? proven wrong. what? cloud nine are we sitting? so I have a few throats to hold on the day of judgement. you can't wash your hands of from Quran and promise. not in the Islam that I know a bit about. not the homemade version of it. maybe in that it can be done.
for years a question was rubbed into my face and I always said that I wish you knew that what right do I have. rubbed into my face that how dare you ask and demand. I always said I wish you knew the Islam you talk about and brag about. I didn't actually told that how I have the right because than its not fun because when you live hell and you know that what you are in for and what can you ask or demand for against it than you tend to think that okay you are naive enough to ignore what you brag so much about but I'm not so I'll ask on my own terms. that is fun I think. so I lived that. I wish I could laugh that when I speak the truth the pants got wet and rather than truth coming out and honour Quran and promise the only thing that came out was what what what what. and not my pants I'm talking about I was wearing jeans at that time. still am.
I dared every body to speak the truth. but how can any body? when they are blind. how a mind changes this much? how? how come a person stands against every thing and suddenly changes. mind washed. magic? I know. true that it speaks for itself. and people do that so they can show their so called face to the society and have their fake pride and honour that no body can do this to me, us. me, we are above every thing and can change every thing. true. I agree. because I've seen the wonders of it in works that it even shuts Quran. and the person so blind and becomes stupid that what what what what and I don't know I don't know is what you get as an answer. this is called control. this is called life. thats how you live people. I did not knew that thats how you get by and base your life up on. I am surprised that we see things and understand things and yet let things happen. sit and watch the world go around and live the illusion. to find it to be a lie. I saw it happening. I saw the brain being washed. it is amazing that money works in more ways that we can imagine. it can give you a life. a life which not even exists. I hold on to Allah and Quran and I look at Quran and I asked, that is you? that is your truth? that is your worth? it didn't speak for itself. but it will on the day of judgement when I hold people by their throats. so many of them and I have two hands!
so the money wins. sure it does. ironic isn't it? not actually if we put aside the nice Muslim skin of ours. because it is difficult to hold faith and speak the truth. you can't beat fake gods. I couldn't. I think I'm low of self steam when I say this. but honestly speaking I have fought them with whatever faith I had. and I ran out of it. to many of them. I can't join them. that would be insulting Allah and Quran. rather die, is the option. bleed to much. pushed to hell and lived it for respect and fake honour and pride. but there is no end of crap. I don't know why but when you have money and resources to change a mind and will of a person there is nothing else that makes you happy knowing that I won. sure, I can understand that but at what cost? it happened to Prophet, so we can't deny it. so it works. fake pride and honour that you can keep your head high in society and show every body that see I have this and that and I have this person and this person can not and could not leave me no matter what. sick people I say. and we praise them so much when we see them because they are nice Muslims and have pride and honour. what pride and honour I wonder.
I showed the truth, proved with things. and yet I look at Quran and I can not think of a thing that is not said on it and be honoured for. out of the window when crap comes in. mind stops working and on cloud nine. every thing good. from nothing to amazing in a day. now that is some thing! like I said that I'm stupid to hold faith. it is nothing. it means nothing against such things. because faith can not change mind. it only gives the strength and shows the way. while, crap can change and make things happen. that is the truth. bitter I know but crap can change will and so called strong and whatever to like nothing ever happened.
you live hell for faith and promise and what you believe in and hold to it. and not bring in crap to make things happen. but it sure helps achieve things. in a sick way. whatever I lived I lived for a reason. with knowing. and can not deny it. will not deny it. I have Quran and promise. but they are silent. none talking. just sitting. I don't know why. I asked a question against every stupid question I was asked, what will you do if I take away your faith and life in a minute? sit and watch the world go around? or speak the truth? and honour Quran and promise? I got a lot of bragging about things after that question but pride and honour and crap beats every thing.
I am surprised that how things change and happen for one person only. out of my mind. so ask your self that what is truth to you. what it means to you if you have to speak it and give it your blood. will you? what will you do? honour Quran or shh..? what is pride and honour to you? your family pride and society where you live or run and hide and pretend that every thing is good and keep your head high? can you evaluate self? your own self? can you take your own medicine which you dish out? it makes you ask a lot of questions but the answer is the truth. even against your own self. and that is tough when you say we and not point a person because than we means we and not a person but stand beside and say we. and we all want to think we are above every thing so the medicine we dish out we don't want to taste it our self.
last but not least to ponder on when I hope you can see.
There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.
She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.
He asked her,'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.
Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:
'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'
This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
Enough said.
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