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LuqmanAhme​d撰寫:
Hi, Hope you'll be fine.Saw your space after a long time.Through this time i've beem moved from so many place and some countries.
But always good to see your space.First of all congrats for the Big Day.Hope you'll keep in touch.
9 月 16 日
khans撰寫:
hey sam this is sabrina from Australia ... I found your blog while searching on Shia sect... anyway ... it is such a great space babe... why dont you try your own web page and you can make money at the same time(winks winks)...lol best of luck
1 月 7 日
AbbasiDani​sh撰寫:
hi samira how r u really amazing profile i see this profile first time really i like one thing most in our profile which i like best the names of ALLAH with detail i really like it .
11 月 17 日
A really admirable space. Itni behtareen poetries ke liye aur us-se bhi achche poetic creation ke liye mubarakbad.
9 月 3 日
Good snaps indeed!

chandra
7 月 25 日
DURRANIALI撰寫:
Awesome, fabuleos
Not you or ya event
that Cars
6 月 7 日
pradeep 撰寫:
Red hearthi
holle
4 月 4 日
AlomShujau​l撰寫:
Salaam sister a briliant site you have, I used to visit ur page along time ago seriously long time ago..about the time you father passed away..and stopped poppin in after ur uni graduation, anyhows never was ready to say thanks for having this site until now so THANK YOU.
 
From here I got all of Allahs names and also learned that there is a longer version of Kabhi kabhi..and got to understand it in full
 
I also remember you was writing a book, I read a paragraph about you going to a friends house on her wedding day or something like that, did you get to finish it can I read up on the rest now??
 
anyhows nice to see you have not left ur site dead..thanks its fun readin your stuff..I will be back soon I promise.
 
Salaam
2 月 13 日
69lovers撰寫:
SALAM EK SAWAL HAI MISS JEE AP KA MUKHRA KIYOON NAHEE NAZAR A RAHA HAI KISI BHI PICTURE MAIN(KOI SPECIAL WAJA YA AP PARDA KARTI HO)
11 月 17 日
69lovers撰寫:
salam
tumhe shadi mubarak ho, ghazlain aur shaeri bohat achi hai hum to ap ke fan ban gaye  ajj se
nice space.
11 月 6 日
safdar撰寫:
hello i have read some part of your spaces and find it very interesting so now i wish to become your frined if you agree with this then accept me as your friend and give me a chance to converstion. i hope that you will do it as soon as possible. waiting for your reply safdarali
10 月 21 日
hi :)
it was fantastic to see such a well organized SPACE.
wonderful ad the pics were cool too.
i atually spent time loking at the pics
and yeah i guess u got marred in June,right?
CONGRATS!!!
10 月 7 日
Shamsa撰寫:
Salam
I love your views about life, friendship and marriage.
Hope you dont mind my offer of friendship. 
Happy Ramadan to you too..
Allah Hafiz
Shamsa
9 月 23 日
Nice blog
8 月 5 日

Sama - A Candid Narrative

"self is a narrative configuration, a telling, an unfolding and developing story"
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12月29日

Bhutto R.I.P.

 
I truly condole during this doleful time as Pakistan and it's people are under the moment of melancholy.  I think it rings true in saying that we are all deeply saddened by Ms. Bhutto's untimely and tragic death. Regardless of what anyone thinks of her politics her assassination was a cowardly and henious act. I wonder whether the people behind her assassination stopped to think about her family and children?! I think not! I wonder what they stood to gain from taking a mother away from her children, a sister a wife. May Allah (swa) bestow patience to all her family during this desolate time. My condolences to all of them, and may her soul rest in peace. Ameen.
 
 
11月5日

In Love

So much going on around me but in these few rare moments when I do get a chance to check out and update my blog my mind kinda goes blank. That's a first I know.
As for me and hubby dearest we have grown to become best mates. We learn something new about eachother everyday. It's great. He's so sincere in everything he does. I just know that I am very very very lucky to have him in my life. Before you guys stick your fingers down your throats and write me off as a love sick puppy he can piss me off at times - and I bet I do at times too. But he really makes me laugh. He's such a big kid. Love you baby.
10月4日

Wedding Pictures Part 3

Some more pictures from my big day.
 
LEAVE COMMENTS, I'M SO EAGER TO KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK!
10月3日

Wedding Pictures Part 2

These are pictures of my mehndi party (in random order)
 
Enjoy!
 
-S
9月26日

Life is Great

 
Nothing like taking a drive on a sunday afternoon. My baby took me out in his baby. His baby Basanti is his 1976 Mercedes SL (for the record: I know nothing about cars). He thought it was perhaps time to take it for a ride before he puts it back into storage till next summer.
I must say, it is the onset of winter and I hate this time of year. Everyone around you is sniffling away and it's only time before the big bad cold gets you! I want the summer back.
God threw some nasty hurdles at me but now I get up every morning and SMILE. No words can encapsulate everything that's happened in life recently. It's futile to even attempt it. Everything was a downward spiral and then suddenly all I could do was look up. Things stabilised and now I can breathe again. My hubby is a very special person. He is seriously the greatest thing to happen to me. There are some people that continue to piss me off *mutters some profanities under breath* but I have learnt to take everything with a pinch of salt.
The future looks very promising for the two of us. Can't wait!
9月15日

The Blessed Month

 
"Ramadan Mubarak" dear brothers and sisters.
It's time to make the most of this blessed month and reap all the benefits. 
For me, and many Muslims around the world this is a time of spiritual renewal.
This is my chance to become a better Muslims, and InshaAllah this will go forth throughout the entire year. 
 
 
 
9月3日

Random Musings

 
 

I'm super tired but my brain is flying at 80 miles an hour so I'm thinking maybe I should write a bit. Get some of it out. There was casting doubt over my pending marriage and a few raised eyebrows when I went on to explain that (at that point), my would-be husband and me had only known each other for six months and furthermore to that, we had initially been introduced to each other by our respective families. What complete shock horror!

 

There is no reason to doubt the institution of marriage. Sure, there are lots of responsibilities to shoulder but it should be acknowledged that according to this clear statement of the Quran, tranquillity and peace through a successful union is considered the primary objective of marriage: (Among His signs is that He created for you spouses of your own kind in order that you may repose to them in tranquillity and He instilled in your hearts love and affection for one another; verily, in these are signs for those who reflect (on the nature of the reality).)* Why is it that my non-asian counterparts can't get their heads around something like that and similarly when I tell them I don't drink. "What, never"?! "No, never"! Complete shock horror, AGAIN!

 

Now, onto other stuff. I've been cleaning out my old bedroom. The room I had a claim on before I got married and flew the nest. It's still MY room when I come back home but I guess it's not the same anymore. The amount of rubbish I cleared out. Can't believe it. I do this at least once a year - usually twice. And every time, most of the stuff is rubbish. Meaningless clutter. Just goes to show how much of our life we waste away with trivial nonsense. It feels good to get rid of it like the same feeling of cutting off friends that hurt you when you needed them most. Namely, during the time I got married. A friend I regarded as a sister. What a back stabbing b***! During her wedding, I was the one that practically did everything. I took two weeks off work to plan for her the perfect wedding. Granted, I didn't pay for it. Her mum did. She had the audacity to say that when my sister spoke to her after the drama her and her mother created during the time of my wedding. This so-called friend and her mother did their utmost best to ruin things for me. It hurt like hell back then but what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. I just hope that I have the courage to never hurt anyone or manipulate anyone the way I have been hurt and manipulated.

 

All I can say right now is I want nothing more to do with these people and I can't thank Allah (swa) enough for bringing someone as wonderful as my husband into my life. He’s a wonderful person. He has such a positive attitude and that is something I really admire about him. I haven’t seen him for over a week now. Miss him like hell.

 

Love you jaan. xx

-S

 

p.s I will post some wedding pictures of me super soon.

 

*Source: Islam online

8月27日

Wedding Pictures Part 1

Pic 1 Mehndi day
Pic 2 Wedding Cake
Pic 3 Desborough Suite (Main Wedding Hall)
Pic 4 Entrance to Venue
Pic 5 Rookery Manor Hotel
Pic 6 Rookery Manor Bridge
Pic 7 Rookery Manor Lawns
Pic 8 Car
Pic 9 Rookery Manor Bridge

A small taster of some of my wedding pix .. more to come ..
 
Enjoy! 
7月22日

A Year On ...

 
 
I can't believe it's been a year since my garden party. A year on and once again I have celebrated my birthday in style -- this time as a 'married woman'! This was a special birthday with my beautiful in-laws and a loving husband. They all made it extra special for me, not to mention the beautiful swarovski set I got off my hubby. I feel so blessed Mashallah.
 
I will post some wedding pictures shortly.
 
-Sam
3月24日

Dua

Wedding preperations are in full swing as I have just over two months left before I get married Inshallah. I feel weighed down with all the anticipation and preperation for the big day. I have planned everything down to the smallest detail -- just a matter of getting it all together now.
 
Amidst all the prep. I must not forget the bigger picture -- as we enjoin in the sacred union of marriage! Oh Allah, as we enter into this life as ONE, instill in us great sencerity towards one another coupled with good intentions, righteousness, selflessness, generosity, sympathy, nobility and justice. Grant us a superior morality, far above basic ethics. Keep us away from deceit, lies and fraud even in the most trying of circumstances. Instead, allow us to both faithfully adhere to the principles which you invite us to follow.
 
As Allah describes in the Qur'an may we become protecting friends of one another and enjoin in the right and forbid the wrong - Ameen.
 
 
 
 
2月15日

Happy Valentines Day

 
Don't we all just love valentines day and the mutual exchange of love notes. There can be no better day to announce something special on my blog! I am getting MARRIED. Yup, you read it right! I have found my soul mate and have decided to commit my whole life to him.
 
Please do share any wedding ideas or tips.
 
Love
 
-S
1月9日

Best Girlies

 
Right now I'm missing my girly pearlies. I'm also missing someone special. But, this post I shall dedicate to my girls).
 
I look at my friends then I look at me.
Without my hunnys where would I be?!
My friends, my sisters, my shadow, my world.
Where would I be without my girls?!

Tears, giggles, miles 'n' laughs,
late night calls 'n' cute photographs.
I'll be there for you til the day of my death.
Best girlies foreva, til my very last breath!
 
-S
 
(Pretty soon I will once again, make my space into restricted viewing only. If you wish to have continued access, you will have to jot down your e-mail address. And then, you will be able to view this space as normal when you are signed in to that specific id.) 
1月8日

Ugly Betty

I had taken quite a back seat on the blogging front but I'm back in the drivers seat. So much has been happening of recent, my thoughts need to be voiced and I shall oblige. Even if it is more obscure than diary-esque. It's the new season of desperate housewives and I hate to admit but another one of my fave TV shows that I have come to enjoy is Ugly Betty.
 
I relate to Ugly Betty. As a woman, I can find many flaws in myself to feel that inadequacy, limited, imperfect, impermanent and I need not step into the shoes of an ugly betty to feel all this for, one resides inside me. Not to say that I am mentally inadequate or incapable but living in a society that places a great deal of emphasis on personal appearances sometimes it's not easy to measure up. Sometimes, I do inevitably wonder how we possibly can pass such harsh judgment upon ourselves. The voice of logic is crippled.
 
So many up-coming weddings this summer. I may have been extremely busy of recent but I have still managed to sneak the time to SHOP. Remember the blog 'I shop therefore I am'(?). I guess that sums it all up. I have lots of handbags, shoes, clothes and the latest accessories to hit every wedding in style this season, including mine.
 
For those of you that have managed to read in between the lines -- well done. For those that haven't, don't underrate yourself just keep watching or I should say, reading this space.
 
-S
 
P.S
 
1月1日

Happy New Year

 
Another year over but no sentimental reviews for 2006 just a poem for the year ahead!
 
I'm looking forward to so many exciting happenings in 2007.
 
 
Happy New Year everyone.
 
-Sama
11月13日

Aaj Itni Khushi Milii Hai

Dhanak ka rang hai bikhra mere dubatte pe
saarii khushbu merii baahon mein simat ayii hai
 
Paoon parte nahiin zameen pe mere
mujh pe ajeeb yeh masti umr ayi hai
 
Aaj lagta hai main hawaon mein hun aaj itnii khushii milii hai
aaj bass mein nahiin hai mann mera aaj itnii khushii milii hai
 
Haya kii shokhian liptii hain mere aanchal se
aisa lagta hai main dulhan hun bannii aaj itnii khushii milii hai
woh ek pal kii mulakat rang layii hai
 
Umar bhar keliye mehmaan bannii aaj itnii khushii milii hai
Aaj lagta hai main hawaon mein hun aaj itnii khushii milii hai
 
I have always said I love poetry for it expresses the emotional truth of the self. William Wordsworth famously iterated, "that poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings; it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility."
 
Feelings are not easily masked into words. This is where bollywood lyrics are a beautiful exception and manage to substitute the heart of metaphor.
 
Forgive me for all this jargon, the lyrics above say it all for me today.
 
-S
10月27日

Shoe Queen

Phew! I'm shattered from such a hectic social life! But, might I just add 'hats off to my amazing pair of party shoes'. They neatly add on a few extra inches to my average 5'4" and are actully comfortable. I have towering amounts of shoes .. but this particular pair are my super fave black heels that I simply can't do without! A survey in Cosmo magazine revealed that 57% of women have more than 10 pairs of shoes. Now that I have bored you to the point of giving statistical data on womens shoe volumes you might as well know that 60% of men have 5 pairs of shoes or less.

Enough on shoes!

Look what my name actually spells out. As if any of these really mean anything. They're good for filling some space and I guess you can say that I can be quite arty and well, a few of the above too!

S Sultry
A Ambivalent
M Mesmerizing
A Arty

Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com

Excuse the meaningless chatter. I am trying to find some balance in an already hectic life. There's lots currently happening, lots more to look forward to. All will be revealed shortly but I shall zealously guard the details for now.

I am looking forward to a nice sleep in tomorrow .. no work all day ..wahayyy .. oh hold on, I do however, have a million other things to do. But none of them are going to make me get out of my bed any sooner than I have to!!

Night

-S
8月26日

The Next Realm

Maine Socha Na Tha Ke Woh Mar Jaega
Ek Chaand Kabar Ke Seenein Mein Utar Jaega
 

The last gasp of breath was taken before my very eyes at 1:15 PM, Friday 26th Aug, 2005.

Dad left peacefully surrounded by family and friends. Some sighed silently. Others sobbed loudly. I felt his soul escape the body one last time. My eyes welled up. Tears wanted to flood over and drench but they did not. It was a strange sensation. Next few hours and days went doing things that needed to be done. Zombie like. No time to reflect.

I managed to retrieve some pictures and short video clips of dad off an old friend I had lost touch with. A tear rolled down my cheek but I remained strong. The videos bring him to life again though, he lies miles away in the middle of a graveyard.

Whilst I was in Pakistan, I often visited dads grave. Row after row a name carved into a headstone. And, as I reach dads grave, I kneel down to stroke the heap of dust beneath which he now lies. I can imagine him standing there infront of me. And, unlike today the tears streamed down my face.

 
I made a conscious decision to want to be buried near my father when I die (but now I feel an intense need to change my mind about that, for reason I shall elaborate on later to avoid this post going on forever). So, I look onto this dark place with displeasing thoughts of being buried underneath the ground I walked on (please do read the poem at the end of these musings). I am not pessimistic but we can not deny that every day brings us closer to death. The Qu'ran says; "every soul shall taste death in the end; to Us shall you be brought back." (Al-'Ankabut: 57). Only God possesses the power to inspire the breath of life or to take it away.
 
According to this Islamic website, all human beings will live until a certain day and then die; God in the Qur'an gives an account of the attitude commonly shown towards death in the following verse:

Say: "The death from which you flee will truly overtake you: then you will be sent back to the Knower of things secret and open: and He will tell you (the truth of) the things that you did!" (Surat al-Jumu'ah: 8)

Death is such an unpleasant subject but despite this there are many lessons to be learnt from it. The following is a cut and paste excerpt from the abouve mentioned website. 

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The majority of people avoid thinking about death. In the rapid flow of daily events, a person usually occupies himself with totally different subjects: what college to enroll in, which company to work for, what color of clothing to wear next morning, what to cook for supper; these are the kinds of major issues that we usually consider. Life is perceived as a routine process of such minor matters. Attempts to talk about death are always interrupted by those who do not feel comfortable hearing about it. Assuming death will come only when one grows older, one does not want to concern himself with such an unpleasant subject. Yet it should be kept in mind that living for even one further hour is never guaranteed. Everyday, man witnesses the deaths of people around him but thinks little about the day when others will witness his own death. He never supposes that such an end is awaiting him!

Nevertheless, when death comes to man, all the "realities" of life suddenly vanish. No reminder of the "good old days" endures in this world. Think of everything that you are able to do right now: you can blink your eyes, move your body, speak, laugh; all these are functions of your body. Now think about the state and shape your body will assume after your death.

From the moment you breathe for the last time, you will become nothing but a "heap of flesh". Your body, silent and motionless, will be carried to the morgue. There, it will be washed for the last time. Wrapped in a shroud, your corpse will be carried in a coffin to the graveyard. Once your remains are in the grave, soil will cover you. This is the end of your story. From now on, you are simply one of the names represented in the graveyard by a marble stone.

During the first months or years, your grave will be visited frequently. As time passes, fewer people will come. Decades later, there will be no-one.

Meanwhile, your immediate family members will experience a different aspect of your death. At home, your room and bed will be empty. After the funeral, little of what belongs to you will be kept at home: most of your clothes, shoes, etc, will be given to those who need them. Your file at the public registration office will be deleted or archived. During the first years, some will mourn for you. Yet, time will work against the memories you left behind. Four or five decades later, there will remain only a few who remember you. Before long, new generations will come and none of your generation will exist any longer on earth. Whether you are remembered or not will be worthless to you.

While all this is taking place in the world, the corpse under the soil will go through a rapid process of decay. Soon after you are placed in the grave, the bacteria and insects proliferating in the corpse due to the absence of oxygen will start to function. The gasses released from these organisms will inflate the body, starting from the abdomen, altering its shape and appearance. Bloody froth will pop out the mouth and nose due to the pressure of gasses on the diaphragm. As corruption proceeds, body hair, nails, soles, and palms will fall off. Accompanying this outer alteration in the body, internal organs such as lungs, heart and liver will also decay. In the meantime, the most horrible scene takes place in the abdomen, where the skin can no longer bear the pressure of gasses and suddenly bursts, spreading an unendurably disgusting smell. Starting from the skull, muscles will detach from their particular places. Skin and soft tissues will completely disintegrate. The brain will decay and start looking like clay. This process will go on until the whole body is reduced to a skeleton.

There is no chance of going back to the old life again. Gathering around the supper table with family members, socializing or to having an honorable job will never again be possible.

In short, the "heap of flesh and bones" to which we assign an identity faces a quite nasty end. On the other hand, you - or rather, your soul - will leave this body as soon as you breathe your last. The remainder of you - your body - will become part of the soil.

Yes, but what is the reason for all these things happening?

If God willed, the body would never have decayed in such a way. That it does so actually carries a very important inner message in itself.

The tremendous end awaiting man should make him acknowledge that he is not a body himself, but a soul "encased" within a body. In other words, man has to acknowledge that he has an existence beyond his body. Furthermore, man should understand the death of his body which he tries to possess as if he is to remain eternally in this temporal world. However this body, which he deems so important, will decay and become worm-eaten one day and finally be reduced to a skeleton. That day might be very soon.

Despite all these facts, man's mental process is inclined to disregard what he does not like or want. He is even inclined to deny the existence of things he avoids confronting. This tendency seems to be most apparent when death is the issue. Only a funeral or the sudden death of an immediate family member brings this reality to mind. Almost everybody sees death far from himself. The assumption is that those who die while sleeping or in an accident are different people and what they face will never befall us! Everybody thinks it is too early to die and that there are always years ahead to live.

Yet most probably, people who die on the way to school or hurrying to attend a business meeting shared the same thought. They probably never thought that the next day's newspapers would publish news of their deaths. It is entirely possible that, as you read these lines, you still do not expect to die soon after you have finished them or even entertain the possibility that it might happen. Probably you feel that it is too early to die because there are many things to accomplish. However, this is just an avoidance of death and these are only vain endeavors to escape it:

Say: "Running away will not profit you if you are running away from death or slaughter; and even if (you do escape), no more than a brief (respite) will you be allowed to enjoy!"(Surat al-Ahzab: 16)

Man who is created alone should be aware that he will also die alone. Yet during his life, he lives almost addicted to possessions. His sole purpose in life becomes to possess more. Yet, no-one can take his goods with him to the grave. The body is buried wrapped in a shroud made from the cheapest of fabrics. The body comes into this world alone and departs from it in the same way. The only asset one can take with him when one dies is one's belief or disbelief.

 

http://ipaki.com/content/html/31/436.html

And now the poem for those of you that have managed to continue reading, a big :thumbs up: for you!
 
Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
    You tell me of our future that you planned:
    Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
    And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
    For if the darkness and corruption leave
    A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
    Than that you should remember and be sad.
                                                 -Rossetti
8月17日

Sham -e- Gharibaan

 

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Sham -e- Gharibaan

 

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MartyrdoM

Kal Raat Sham’e Gharibaan Thi ..

Phir Hum nay Aah o Fighaan ki ..

Nohay Parhay Khamoshi Say

Matam Kiyaa Sard Ahoon Say ..

Teray Lams Ki Saza Phir Hum Nay ..

Kuch Zaat ko Di Istarah Kay ..

Rooh Bhi Muzhamil Hogayee ..

Baychain Hui Yadain Teri…

Sajday Kiye Jabeen Say

Ansu Bahay, Faryadain Ki

Shaam Gayee, Phir Raat Bhi Hui

Taray Niklay Subah Kay

Zest Kay Liye Tayyar Huay

Teray Tassavvuur Ko  Baray Ahtiyaat Say

Lapaita Yaad kay Khanoo Main

Chal Diye Phir Khamoshi Say

Gum Teri Socho Main

Intezar Saja Kay Ankhon Main

Phir Agli Sham’e Ghareeban Ka

Phir Agli Sham e Gariban Ka

 

MartyrdoM #2

 

----Soaz---- 

8月5日

Wafa

 

woh khaloos tha ke khumar tha
woh janoon tha ke saraab tha
mujhey sochney mein zamana laga
mujhey manzilon ne bhoola diya
mujhey jis masiha pe maan tha
mujhey us ne sooli charha diya

kai humsafar kai rahguzr
mujhey rastey mein miley magar
meri tushnagi kuch aur hai
meri justajoo koi aur hai

woh jo roshni ki tarha barhey
magar ansuon mei sama sakey


jo subha ki pehli kiran bane
mere dil ka aangan nikhaar de
jo muhabbaton ki ravaytein
lahoo ki bali se sanwaar de
mujhey us wafa ki talaash hai
mujhey us wafa ki talaash hai

magar is jahan-e-kharab mein
yahan khawaishon ke saraab mei
mujhey kaun de aisiy wafa
mein kahan se laoon woh wafa
inhi uljhanon mein ghiri hui hun 
yehi sochtii main chali gayi

                       -Heer 

7月26日

A Time to Celebrate

I had an amazing birthday bash this Saturday the 22nd. I celebrated it with fabulous friends, musical performances, and the most glamorous decorations! I felt like a Princess for the day! Thank you so much to my beautifullll sister for arranging literally everything and it also would not have been possible without Amara. Thank youuuuuuu soooo much for all the delicacies you provided, the grand decorations and last but not least, flying all the way here to see me and be here for my party! I love you loads :hugz:

 

I still havn't actually recovered from the weekend when my friend announced she was getting married literally the day after. I've just got back from her Mehndi party and it was fantastic. Azmina is my kid friend. I've known her and Shazeen since ages and I can't believe Azmina's getting married tomorrow. I don't think I have the energy to rock yet another dance floor, though my dance partner Sophia wont be there tomorrow. Me and Soph are the best dancers ever .. hai na Soph :wink: :wink: I can just hear her laugh after reading this! lol

 

I will post pictures from both events shortly. My feet ache and I'm sleepy so I'm calling it a night!

 

-S


 
7月20日

Girti Hun Agar Main To Sanbhal Kyun Nahin Jati

 
Girti hun agar main to sanbhal kyun nahin jati
Uthti hun to girnay ka amal kyun nahin jaata

In cheekhti khamoshiyoun ko choRh ker kabhi
Tanhaiyoun ke ghar se nikal kyun nahin jaati

Roz zakhm mil raha hai mustaqil mujhay
Lamha hai to phir khud hi badal kyun nahi jata

Ibrat kay khauf ne mujhe marnay nahin diya
Yeh dar mere seenay say nikal kyu nahin jaata

Ansoo ki shakal khoon-e-jiger ankh say behker
Har gham ki tarha yeh bhi pighal kyun nahin jaata




-Sama

Need I say anymore .. !?
7月12日

A Cup of Inspiration

Bump!

Here I am again.

I'm enjoying the warmer weather. And, it most certainly is a hot British summer. God created flowers and seasons and I can't thank Him enough for all the beauty He has bestowed upon us.

Apart from working I've started to lead a very inactive life-style. I go for long walks .. ok ok, so others may not classify it as part of a healthy regime when it involves walking around shopping malls. But c'mon it can get pretty tiresome!

My real purpose for writing was to reach out to all those friends that have been in touch with me via personal email or sms to convey how much my writings lift their spirits. I can not express in words how comforting it is to know that.

Many of these friends are going through struggles and hardships of their own. I want to remind them with candour and wisdom that we alone are responsible for making our lives into the works of art that we long for them to become. Is it easy? Hell no! But neither is a life without passion and self-fulfilment. Ladies, you either hide and shrink or you throw your shoulders back and charge right in! What is inside us can triumph over adversity because the pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. My turning point was to learn to trust myself and knowing my worth, you should too!

Before I leave, I just want to mention that I was so disheartened to hear of the Mumbai bombings yesterday. Why, I question myself? It was only last year around this time that we under went a similar devastation at the heart of our capital city. We must stand united against such acts of barbarism. My heart goes out to all those affected by this terrible tragedy.



Dard kaisa bhi ho ankh nam na karo
Raat kaali sahi koi gham na karo

Ik sitaara bano jagmagatay raho
Zindagii mein sada muskaratay raho

Baant'ni hai agar baant lo har khushi
Gham na zahir karo tum kisi per kabhi

Dil ki gehraai mein gham chupatay raho
Zindagii mein sada muskaratay raho

Ashk anmool hain kho na dena kahiin
In ki har boond hai motiyoon se hasiin

In ko har ankh se tum churatay raho
Zindagii mein sada muskaratay raho

Faaslay kam karo dil milatay raho
Zindagii mein sada muskaratay raho


-Sama
5月11日

A Time To End

For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.
 
I have done all of the above at some point or another and now I think it's the time to end sharing so much of what I have felt on this platform. Who knows, I might decide to bump it up at some later point but right now I'm not going to be updating anytime soon.
 
- Me
4月23日

What to wear?

 
It's that time of year again and wedding season has begun. With couples planning to tie the knot we are left with the ultimate choice of deciding upon what to wear. I have a total of four weddings coming up this summer. I want to buy one saree and one ghagara choli from the following.
 
A sari is the ultimate fashion statement that never goes out of style. Ghagara cholis are the traditional outfits worn at mehndi events. But, it's so hard to choose when you have exquisite designs and patterns ranging from rich brocades, fabulous embroideries, studded pearls, diamonds and other gemstones(?)
 
So, ladies .. opinions and suggestions will be appreicated.
 
1, Jet black pure georgette saree with nine yard border and allover butis yard border and all over butis worked in heavy crystals and turquoise diamonte worn with diamonte studded halter blouse.
 
2, Cream italian crepe saree blouse worked in resham zardosi and decorative crystal embellishment enhanced with tikies and diamonte.
 
3, Nude beige crepe saree with heavy resham crystal cutwork nine yard border and heavily tansled pallu worn with amrapali cut choli with cutwork embroidery
 
4, Italian crepe saree in nude beige worked in nine yard cut work pattern with austrian crystals and coloured diamonte worn with heavily worked corset blouse
 
5, A classy Skirt gold georgette saree with heavy gold tiki zardosi border all around worn with matching chinese dupton blouse with gold work.
 
6, Fusia georgette lehenga embellished with zardosi gold sequin-kundan embroidery in panels teamed with short sweet heart neck choli and shaded tung-gold dupatta with four side heavy zardosi border
 
7, Zardosi gold studded fully embroidered turquoise georgette stem panneled skirt creating mountain pattern at the hemline with double banarasi borders worn with matching small cap sleeve short choli contrast gold dupatta with centre carpet pattern in zardosi embroidery with four side banarasi border and rows of gold latkans give dramatic look.
 
8, An unique combination in fire-magenta georgette skirt with sequin swarowski star galaxy pattern embroidery scoop neck blouse and dupatta with worked banarasi border
 
All designs taken from: www.seasonsindia.com
4月19日

I just want to cry

I have faith in God. And I know that He is watching over me, and He wants me to reach out. And, I do. But, I guess sometimes not hard enough or for long enough! Alhamdulillah I am thankful for all the blessings I do have. But, I thought good always wins in the end and we live happily ever after – if only. In all my hopeless swamp the hero in my soul seems to want to perish. Why is it that no one ever pauses to verify the facts before spreading insidious rumours. And, there's nothing that I can do about it! There are some really mean people in this world -- I should know as I have had the unfortunate opportunity of coming across a few.
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Haseena & me just took this test. I will post my results here because I am forever wasting my time on these personality tests which somewhat quote the obvious or nothing near the obvious .. but, what the heck!
 
 
 
 
You're a romantic girl. You're kind, caring, loveing, (it has a sp. mistake!) and peaceful. You spend a lot of your time dreaming and you're not afraid to express deep emotion, whether it be in a poem, diary, or words. You hope for love and affection from your prince charming. I have a feeling he will come around soon (hmm that sounds interesting!).

 

By the way, I'm in not so much in a teary mode now. I wrote half of this post a few days back and saved it as a draft. I'm publishing it anyway.

 

-S :) 

 
 
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Sama

職業
居住地
興趣
î've gôt å ďýñàмi© për§°ñâlîtý & àm gëñë®óüs, trüstwô®th¥, ®ëvëñgëfül plü$ mó°ď¥ & tëмpërâmëñtål
My Ideal man is cute, charming, silly, frustrating, beautiful, mysterious, complicated, simple and unbelievably interesting! Allah does not impose upon a soul except what it can bear.

- The Holy Quran: Al Baqarah, v. no. 286

A sister is the truest friend a girl can have (plus the added bonus - u can share all her clothes ;)
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