Wednesday, June 13, 2012


As Salaam mu alaikum and greetings to all.

After 18 months of blogging, I had decided to conclude my posts on the web with this last post, well for now it seems. Thank you to everyone who has visited this site and the feedback received. I wish each of you well on your respective journeys and take care.

I initially had taken all the existing posts down because I am not by any measure a scholar of Islam and am afraid of my opinions misguiding someone(as we grow we mess up learn and grow some more). But due to the encouraging support from friends, family and even comments on the site, I have put the posts back.

With this disclaimer: These posts are about my own personal opinions and experiences and may not be in line with classical teachings of Islam, or the philosophies of a particular sect.


Thursday, April 19, 2012

Hunger Games: The Reality Show

I recently watched the movie Hunger Games. Its repulsiveness, shook my foundation but also made me question, where am I or we really heading.

I'm angry
But more than angry,
I am hurt
And more than hurt,
I am afraid

I look at this world,
This testament of the Creator's creation
And wonder, how will it testify against me

On the day when all souls stand to be reconciled
Will the tree whose branches I cut,
Say, "I gave her shade, yet she slashed my fruit-bearing arms"

Will the employee I chided stand to defend my salvation
When I enslaved her by not giving her a wage sufficient to sustain her hungry mouths
And will the grounds that I place my head on in prostration say,
"She claims to be a moslem, but has not the heart or actions of a believer"

For while I revelled in all the priveleged blessings that total the experiences we call, life;
Can I really say, I've forgiven enough, been merciful enough, shared enough and loved enough
To lived beyond this life.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012


A moment is a moment, is a moment
And in that moment, a new life gasped its first breath
A light went out in a faded heart
A crisp dawn greeted a planet somewhere
While an old sun said sleep tight as it slid beyond the horizon
A gas explosion sustained the luminance of a star in the night sky
And a rain drop touched the earth with heaven's footprint

The moment, so infinitismally small, it is immeasurable
Yet so expansively pervading, it is immeasurable

And each moment so unwittingly unifying to all of creation for having acted simultaneously in Time's instant
And Time's omnipresence through all of the spatial world bears testimony to the moment's experience
Yet remains completely submitted to folding into the next moment's momentum
Without fear or grief of what it might entail

And it is by this experiencer of every moment's uttered word, thought and deed
That the oath is given for humanity's salvation
For it is time itself that shall bear the benchmark of our steadfastness to truth
And our truthfulness of righteousness
And our righteousness in belief


Sunday, March 18, 2012

Disclaimer for the next three posts

The three posts below were written on a Sunday a few weeks ago on the eve of Egyarwee Shareef, 11 Rabi 'al Akhir.

After writing on Sunday night, I decided to try and act out the teachings I was professing to support in the poems below. Being Egyarwee Shareef, the day set aside by Sheik Abdul Qadir Jilani, for accessing his mercy and giving, I thought it was an ideal time to walk the proverbial walk. The reality is I fell flat on my face. The day went well but I became mentally and emotionally weary by the afternoon. I also got really upset when people did not reciprocate my efforts to be kind and generous.
The lesson I learned is being merciful to the merciless is an end goal. There is a process to be followed for some of us. I need to be able to understand mercy, accept mercy, respect mercy and endorse mercy in small steps which culminate in an end goal, or at least that's the plan for now...wish me luck!

First Post is not quite a poem, more of a convoluted thought...

Could I worship money, without knowing what it was or what it would be to have money;
And could I desire to want money without knowing what money is?

How then can I profess to worship my God without knowing what He is?
And if I may only know Him by His characteristics, how can I claim to worship Him without an intrinsic understanding of what it means to possess those characteristics?
And how can I know what it means to possess those characteristics without actually striving in the path of those characteristics?

So how can I worship the Most Merciful without knowing mercy and how can I know mercy without trying to be merciful?
And if I want to worship the Most Merciful, I can only really start with trying to be merciful.

I owe it not to anyone but myself and not for anyone but my own salvation to be merciful,
For that is the only sure step to supplicating to the Most Merciful.


As we give our pennies to the penniless
And our food to the hungry
As we give our knowledge to the uneducated,
Give your forgiveness to the unforgiving,
And your mercy to the unmerciful,
And give of your heart to the heartless

For it is only through our giving that they will understand these gifts
And it is only through understanding that they will perceive its value
And it is only in perceiving its value that they will worship it as the signature of the Absolute.

Surah Asr

Truth stands apart as truth - it is exclusive not inclusive.
And steadfastness stands together encompassing all words and deeds, it is inclusive not exclusive.
And righteous deeds require supplication to the exclusivity of truth and the inclusivity of steadfastness And belief is the ability to do what is righteous solely for the sake that it is righteous;
And your claim to being righteous is exclusively true,
And your desire to be truthful is inclusively steadfast.

Monday, February 27, 2012


Scores and scores of decades have passed
And the sword of the great Lion
Sits in a museum untouched, unswung.
But understand this well,

The sword of Ali(RA) will continue to be unsheathed!

There are some that reject him for justice is a thorn
That sticks in their side-
These are those that hate him too much.
And there are some that claim love but cast his allegiance and values by-
These are those that love him too much

Then there are some that understand that
honouring him
endearing him
defending him

Means standing up for truth, justice and integrity

It is amongst these that
Zulfiqar continues to be lifted
And it is by these
That Zulfiqar
Will continue to be swung


If I dared to embrace my own vision
Then would I be denying myself
Of the All-Knowing's vision unto me

And if I dared to act in fear or favour of what might or might not be
Then would I really be able to engage this moment, these words or these deeds
With the full conviction of honouring truth, steadfastness and righteousness

Can I ever truly become all I am meant to be
If experiences of the past
Haunt and hinder a full endearment to the moment at hand

For to be fully present, in this atom of time, this action, this uttered word
I can only represent myself in honour of the traits of the One
And with the belief that the moment's momentum
Will be reciprocated by the pledge of the One

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


Tears warm the eyes, infusing life into deadened skin

Running till your lungs burn and your heart beats out your back
Shocks your body into remembering you're still alive

And when every corner claims a space

And when every space claims a time

Just scream to remember
your mind still thinks,
Your muscles still flex
And your heart still feels

For what is life but a test

Embrace it!

Let it break you, for it will

And let it build you - for it can

and let it show you that there's craziness in organisation
freedom in submission
and beauty in even the greatest of monstrosities

And then you will find
Understanding in Abstraction



 in obscurity

I had quite a politically inappropriate title for this poem, but chickened out cos I didnt want to pollute the minds of younger readers or more sensitive folk, but if I've roused your interest then maybe you will work it out

(life's a b!!!!, s@@g it).
 If you didn't get it, be grateful your mind is not like the rest of us.