
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Ghanima AlFalah

اللهم أغفر لغنيمه محمد الفلاح و ارحمها و اعفو عنها و أكرم نزلها اللهم وسع مدخلها و ادخلها الجنة و غسلها بالثلج و الماء والبرد اللهم يمن كتابها و هون حسابها و لين ترابها و ثبت أقدامها و ألهمها حسن الجواب اللهم طيب ثراها و اكرم مثواها واجعل الجنة مستقرها و مأواها...
اللهم كن لها بعد الحبيب حبيبا و لدعاء من دعا لها سامعا
و مجيبا و اجعل لها من فضلك و رحمتك و جنتك حظا و نصيبا
اللهم امين

Monday, August 9, 2010
Wisdom Of the Week
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years! They're all passing so fast! But let this be a lesson, live everyday like its you're last. Have fun while you can. Be positive. Be fabulous. Be yourself. Don't mind what other people say, just have your self-esteem and keep it strong. No breakdowns, no crying, no depression .. just always smile.
Thanks Mimi :*** You are an insperation to all of us!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Love Letter - Dylan Thomas

Dylan Marlais Thomas (27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953) was a Welsh poet and writer who wrote exclusively in English.
March 16, 1950
Cat: my cat: If only you would write to me: My love, oh Cat.
This is not, as it seems from the address above, a dive, a joint, saloon, etc. but the honourable & dignified headquarters of the dons of the University of Chicago.
I love you, That is all I know. But all I know, too, is that I am writing into space: the kind of dreadful, unknown space I am just going to enter. I am going to Iowa, Illinois, Idaho, Indindiana, but these, though mis - spelt, *are* on the map. You are not.
Have you forgotten me? I am the man you used to say you loved. I used to sleep in your arms - do you remember? But you never write. You are perhaps mindless of me. I am not of you. I love you.
There isn't a moment of any hideous day when I do not say to myself. "It will be alright. I shall go home. Caitlin loves me. I love Caitlin." But perhaps you have forgotten. If you have forgotten, or lost your affection for me, please, my Cat, let me know. I love you.
Dylan
Weekend Movie Fest
really loved the movie. Won't mind if I saw
it again.

but half way through they lost me and I fell asleep!
cracked me up. Carrie and her issues bored me to death.
The fashion wasn't bad. But the idea of Arab women
being suppressed and oppressed was a bit overdone
and from an Arab woman's point
of view it is unrealistic. I didn't like that part in the movie at all.
I always say it "If I had the talent, I'd make a documentary
shedding light on the new Arab women, the mothers, the daughters
the sisters, the educators and the business women etc..."
high maintenance no matter what nationality or
background they come from.
Gelato Italiano In Ramadan
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