How does love taste when…?

I receive a lot of love from my parents,siblings,nephew, niece , and my students as well. Honestly, I’m not that kind of person with whom people  would fall in love instantly because some find me secretive  and serious  while others think I’m quit ,actually quieter than a cat in a cold winter ,but once they know me very well , I always get  the lion’s share of their love,something I consider a God-given gift because winning some’s love is so precious.

We all  are full of flaws .Some can be seized by people around us , and some never flaot around us to be seen.

I believe that tolerating  those flaws  is a token of love,true love.In fact accepting those we love as they are and never try to change them proves that we really love and appreciate  for who they are. We  are human,and human beings  are not perfect,so why looking for perfection  in imperfection ?

I hate it when my mother or father or sister or a friend tries to change me.Change means you’re not good enough or you failed to meet someone’s expectations.I’m not born to satisfy the expectations of any nor was anyone  born to meet my expectations.I believe that I’m a woman with innate potentials and the job of those who love me is  to discove or nurture but never ask me to change.I would prefer to use the word “improve” to change  when talking about my personality because  I feel that  the word “improve” equals caring but change equals ” disappointing someone or failing to meet their expectations.” I love people for who they are and I want them to love me in the same way.Though I’m imperfect ,I’m worthy.

Written by Sihem

pains are coins

A week ago  my little sister was admitted to hospital because  her childbirth was delayed .We always hear  about  heart-rending stories about tough delivery.For this reason  we were worried.

I can’t deny  that I am very excited to be an aunt again , but I was  anxious too ,so anxious.I even  went as far as telling  her the other day  to give up the idea of having another child in the future .I didn’t mean to bother her  though I did ,but  seeing her in pain and the fear that something bad might happen to her scared me to death.

My mother believes  that giving birth to children  is what keeps life beats throbbing and she’s right for  joy  swept our house with the arrival of Jasmin, Joseph, Lina,and Jacob but the fear was great too.

Life is not free ,neither is happiness.It seems like pain is the coin that we must  put in life pocket to enjoy the pleasures in it.As a muslim, I was taught that pain is our God’s way of purifying us  from our bad deeds and that the almighty distributes pains to people according their ability to endure  and   the secret  of survival lies not only in faith but in love for life itself. Yes, though life is painful most of the time,the rewards are  worthy of keep going no matter what happens or will happen.

written by Sihem

 

 

 

 

 

The soul of giving

Gifts! I love gifts for a gift is a token of  caring ,love and gratitude .I’m not that rich but whenever I am offered the chance to offer my family members  or any of my students or a friend of mine a gift I seize it.

Small or big, cheap or expensive, gifts always have their lasting magic  on souls; the soul of the giver as well as  that of the receiver.

I don’t know about you ,but I ‘m very impatient with birthdays, too impatient that  I  could not  wait  for a birthday  to light up to offer my gift .I always hand  it over  a day  or two days ahead of time because I love seeing  shimmering eyes especially when I’m the holder of the match.

Still, I didn’t know  the great power that lies in a gift till yesterday, I mean that gift  received when not expected,a gift that  is  a token of respect.It was “a souvenir” that a friend brought for me from Egypt.Receiving makes me feel shy though gifts make me happy  that’s why when I was handed over the gifl  I was drown in a sea of mixed feelings ,a beautiful sea of happiness,gratitude and shyness.I even could not sleep that night not because of the gift but because of the word I was gifted with the gift. “Sihem ,you are a good person”.I always receive gifts , but this word is the most precious  of all that I will always cherish.

Really , nice  words though  cost us nothing,they are the most precious gifts ever .For this reason  prophet Muhammed  may peace be upon him ordained us to “speak a good word or remain silent.”

 

Written by Sihem

 

 

 

Flowers fOr my real lOve

A poem by Romanian poet Sorina Ivan

translated into Arabic and read by Sihem hammouda ; me 🙂

happy listening 🙂

 

My wOrk :)

my wOrk

My piece of wOrk :)

My work :)

Feels the rain …

!يوريكا !يوريكا

!يوريكا !يوريكا

بقلم سهام حمودة

!  يوريكا  !  يوريكا

،صاح الغراب الغضّ  الغرير

.ومزّق بصراخه لحاف اللّيل الطويل

من بعيد كان  غراب عجوز

، في عمر الأحلام يرقبه

،نشر جناحيه الخبيرين

،ثم رفع ناظريه  إلى السماء

،للكواكب  بريق ولكنها ليست ذهبا

أغمض عينيه وأرهف السمع

،إلى عزف حبات الملح

يلمع  سطح المحيط

.ولكنه ليس  ألماسا

،حذار أن تمضي  درب الحياة

وقلبك  منحن نحو الأرض

،باحثا عن الذهب

فالروح من  الإله

.جبلت على التحليق عاليا

!يوريكا !يوريكا

!

You can turn a plastic plate into a kitchen ornament as I did:)

 

 

by me 🙂

Why I chose to be a Translator !

Apart from being one of my passions , I firmly believe in the importance of translation in this multi-cultural  vast world as a boat to  sail  towards far  lands  and  a tool to understand the inhabitants  of those lands  through bringing to light a world and a word  different from us or rather we think they are .

I once translated a poem  written by an Indian  and one of Tunisian  poets was astonished seeing the affinity between his poetic soul and that of the Indian .I remember him telling me ” the poetic soul and sensitivity is the same here and in Asia.” He’s absolutely right .

I believe in the power of translation in the dissemination of truth as well.The truth will be in the dark unless it is unvelied then spread in all directions and to achieve that  a truth seeker and a translator are required .

Though translation is an exhausting mission, the feeling when finishing the work is rewarding and beyond words .It is genesis ,genesis of one color out of two colors.

I have been working as translator for eight years now and my passion for translation grows stronger .My thirst for knowlege is never quenched either for  it’s thirst that keeps the desire for translation burning .Translation is knowledge.

By Sihem

Happy reading

اقصوصة “هي و هو والسيجارة “المدرجة في مجموعتي القصصية “الغريب ” تبث عبر اثير راديو اجيال الجزائرية في ركن قصة و قراءة ♥♥♥

livre: Adultére Auteur : Paulo Coelho Résumé écrit par Sihem Hammouda

livre: Adultére
Auteur : Paulo Coelho
Résumé écrit par Sihem Hammouda (de page 11 à page 100)
Paul Coelho nous introduit dans le monde de son héroïne,Linda,une journaliste réputée travaillant pour un journal sérieux(engagé)et mariée à un homme éperdument amoureux d’elle.Le monde idéal de Linda,dont tout le monde rêve (qui fait rêver) a été bouleversé par une interview qui lui a été accordée par un écrivain qui lui affirma:«Je m’en moque totalement d’être heureux,ce qui est dangereux,parce qu’on ne sait jamais ce qu’on va trouver au-delà. » Depuis,elle s’etait aperçue qu’elle mourait chaque jour un peu plus à l’intérieur d’elle-même.Elle en avait ras-le- bol de feindre le bonheur et de se donner tant de peine à essayer de rendre son entourage heureux,mais elle n’avait pas le courage d’avouer sa mélancolie et ses angoisses grandissants.Elle craignait qu’elle perdrait son époux si elle dévoilait ses vrais sentiments.À vrai dire,il était devenu difficile pour elle,après dix ans de mariage,de préserver l’ardeur de l’amour qu’elle vouait à son homme,et qui avait commencé à s’estomper depuis longtemps.Sa rencontre avec Jacob König ,avocat et futur membre du conseil de l’Etat de Genève et qui était aussi son petit ami d’adolescence,a saupoudré du sel dans sa blessure déjà douloureuse.Cette retrouvaille a éveillé en elle «la femme» qui suscitait le désir des hommes et l’envie des femmes.Dans cet élan sentimental, nostalgique et effréné,Linda n’a pas hésité à commettre l’adultère avec cet homme sachant qu’il était marié.La quête d’un sens de la vie à mis Linda sur le sentier de la trahison conjugale,cependant elle ne n’éprouvait,pour autant, aucun sentiment de culpabilité car elle savait emprunté ce chemin de plein gré.Je me demande si son époux allait découvrir sa trahison dans le chapitres suivants et quelle serait sa reaction en conséquence.

The Alchemist Book Summary by Sihem Hammouda

The Alchemist
Book Summary by Sihem Hammouda
The Alchemist is a book that traces the journey of Santiago , an Andalusian shepherd boy who was brave enough to forge his own destiny, and being rewarded at the end of it by fortune and true love .
Santiago is far from being the common shepherd we’re used to .He is as wise as a philosopher and as brave as a soldier. Though he masters Latin and Spanish, he chooses to be a shepherd rather than a priest to fulfill his dream of travelling the world because “knowing the world is what a man was born to do rather than knowing God and learning about man’s sins.”
Life is full of possibilities and Santiago is ready to take risks .He has no fear of leaping into the unknown or treading a foreign land in the pursuit of his dream . Even his father yielded to his wish and gave him money to buy his own flock of sheep .He wanted him to live a dream he buried deep down for he believed that he was born to care of food and water unlike his son.
On his journey to Egypt , Santiago decided to visit Tarifa to ask a gypsy who interprets dreams to decode his . He told her that he was in the field with his sheep when a child appears to him .The child then plays with the sheep and ignores his orders to stop. All of a sudden the child gets up takes him by both hands and transports him to the way of Egyptian pyramids then told him “ if you come here ,you will find a hidden treasure” (13-14) .The dream stops there and Santiago wakes up . But all that the woman can do is to reiterate the obvious message of the dream which disheartens him but he was happy though for he doesn’t have to pay for her because she requested one-tenth of the treasure when he finds it .

Upon leaving the Gypsy’s house, Santiago sits in the Plaza to read a book .There he meets an old man claimed to be Mechizedek ,the king of Salem .The old man told him that everyone has a personal legend ,or a dream he wants to achieve and urged him to follow his and forge his destiny though it might be tough. He gave him two magical stones : Urim and Thummim which represent ‘yes’ and ‘no’ respectively to help him make decisions when he is at loss and cannot understand the omens ;the language of the world .Even when he is not physically present the king appears as a symbol or an idea to help Santiago continue pursuing his personal legend in times of doubt.
Upon arriving in Tangiers, he meets at the bar a man who promises to serve his guide and help him get to the pyramids but the man turns out to be a thief and steals his money. Santiago regrets him listening to the omens that misled him. He cried a lot and thought that ‘ God was unfair because this was his way god repaid who believed in his dreams.’ But he soon gathered himself and decided to think of himself as an adventurer in quest of his treasure rather than a poor victim of a thief.

To make up for his loss ,he starts working for a crystal merchant .It is the kind of job that won’t make him happy but he works hard and puts aside money to buy some sheep .Unlike Santiago,the merchant doesn’t much like change ;he wants to live his life according with Muslim law .His dream of going to Mecca keeps him alive that he fears that if it is realized he will have no reason to go on living .This explains why he is shocked when he knows that the boy would cross the desert just to see the pyramids .He thinks they’re just a pile of stones . He hates to take risks too that’s why when Santiago asks him to build a display case for the crystal to attract more people the merchant refuses .He fears that people will pass by and bump into the display case and pieces will be broken But he eventually yields under the shepherd insistence .As a result business has improved and money was pouring into the cash drawer. In less than a year, he doubled his flock, did business with the Arabs besides mastering Arabic .Meeting up the thief turned out to be a blessing against all odds.
By the end of his journey ,Santiago meets the alchemist who resides the Al-Fayoum oasis .He is a powerful practitioner of alchemy .He appears to possess magical powers and wisdom that connects him to the mystical soul of the world .This connection provides him with supernatural abilities and it allows him to guide Santiago on his quest to understand the soul of the world .The alchemist teaches Santiago to follow his heart and never give up her dream. He assured him that if Fatima’s love is true she will wait him .Santigo left fatma armored by her kiss and promises to come back once he found his treasure .

When digging for his treasure near the pyramids, he was attacked by refugees from tribal wars .They beat him fiercely and took his money. Before leaving him near to death their chieftain told him that it was foolish of him to believe in dreams for he once dreamt of a hidden treasure in a ruined church in Spain where a shepherd and his sheep sleep. From this ,Santiago realized the truth where his treasure is buried .It turned out that he crossed the desert to discover that his treasure was waiting for him all along at home.santiago goes home to find his treasure awaiting for him .After he digs it out , he plans to visit the gypsy to give her share of it then return to his beloved Fatima.

قراءة نقدية في كتاب امرأتنا في الشريعة و المجتمع للطاهر الحداد

قراءة نقدية في كتاب امرأتنا في الشريعة و المجتمع للطاهر الحداد
إعداد الأستاذة سهام حمودة
يكشف كتاب” امرأتنا في الشريعة و المجتمع ” سنة 19300 للكاتب والمصلح الاجتماعي التونسي الطاهر الحداد عن الضيم الذي تعرضت إليه المرأة التونسية والجهل الذي يلف عالمها في مجتمع ذكوري استعبد أنوثتها وسجن عقلها وروؔض روحها •فدعا بني جنسه إلى أن يردوا إليها حقوقها التي شرعها الإسلام و تعليمها حتى يتسنى لها الخروج إلى الحياة من غيابة الخنوع والهوان أسوة بالمرأة الأوربية •وجدير بالذكر أن العديد من العلماء والمشايخ هاجموا بشدة كتاب الحداد وكان على رأس منتقديه الشيخ محمد الصالح بن مراد الذي ألف كتابا للرد عليه بعنوان “الحداد على امرأة الحداد ” وتوؔج هذا الهجوم بفتوى تكفر الحداد وتطالب حجز الكتاب•
يستهل الكاتب كتابه بتذكير بني جنسه بحقيقة قد نسوها أو قد تناسوها لما تمثله من خطر حقيقي على وجودهم الذي يستمد قوته من طمسها ألا وهي أن المرأة هي “ٲم الإنسان ” و”نصف الإنسان” وشطر الأمة” • وما تحقيرها إلا تحقير لأنفسهم و ما احترامها إلا احترام لأنفسهم و يأسى الطاهر الحداد لما آل إليه حال المرأة في المجتمع التونسي في تلك الحقبة حيث أنها في نظر المجتمع لم تكن إلا كيانا “منفصلا عن الرجل ” لا شٲن لها في نهوضه أو سقوطه وهو سر خيبة المجتمع التونسي حسب اعتقاد الحداد حتى انه يرسم مقارنة بين حال المرأة في الغرب وحال هذه البائسة في تونس فبينا حرص المجتمع الغربي على تعليم المرأة وتربيتها ومنحها حقها في ممارسة حريتها المدنية واستثمارها لتعود خيرا على منزلها و وطنها حرمت من حقها في تقرير مصيرها ففريق يدعو إلى تربيتها وتعليمها و منحها حقها الشرعي في استثمار حريتها المدنية فتحقق لها فخرا ونصرا في الحياة وفريق آخر يرى أن المدنية العربية صاغها الرجال وان المعرفة التي تحتاجها المرأة هي المعرفة المتعلقة بوظيفتها في المنزل فقط • لهذا على خلافا للدول العربية الأخرى لم تنجح تونس في النهوض بالمرأة و لو بمقدار ذرة في حياتها •

ويعيب طاهر الحداد على المجتمع الذكوري قصر نظرهم فهم لا يرون في المرأة إلا “وعاء لفروجهم” وليس لها من الحقوق شيء كالبهائم ومع ذلك فهو يحدوه الأمل أن إنكار حقوق المرآة سينتهي يوما ما وستهب رياح التغيير الذي لن يستطيعون له ردا لان نهوض المرأة هو نهوض الجميع وهو يستشهد بمثال الحكومات الفرنسية التي تؤمن بقوة تعليم المرأة في نهوض الشعوب لهذا وضعت في أصول برامجها تعليم بنات المسلمين بالمدارس الابتدائية لهن واستنباط طرق أخرى لتغير حياتها إلى الأفضل لهذا هو يرى أن الإصلاح الاجتماعي ضروري بل هو مسالة بقاء أو فناء والإسلام يحث عليه خلافا ما يدعيه عبدة الأوهام والعادات الموروثة الرثة •
وينقسم الكتاب إلى قسمين : القسم التشريعي والقسم الاجتماعي •
استعرض الطاهر حداد في القسم التشريعي الحقوق المدنية التي حبا الإسلام بها المرأة موضحا المكانة المرموقة لها في الإسلام فالنصوص التشريعية أكرمت المرأة خلافا للممارسات الظالمة تجاهها تحت اسم الإسلام أما في القسم الاجتماعي فسعى الطاهر حداد إلى تعرية المجتمع التونسي بالكامل فعدد الانتهاكات التي يمارسها الرجل أبا أو زوجا تعاضدهم في ذلك أحيانا المرأة نفسها في ثوب الأم ضد المرأة فاستعبدوا جسدها وعقلها وروحها ٬يدفعه في ذلك توقه إلى الإصلاح الجذري والنهوض بشعب كامل لا يتحقق إلا بالنهوض بالمرأة ومعاملتها كما شرع الدين الإسلامي وكان الحداد يخاطب المجتمع التونسي أحيانا بشدة وأحيانا أخرى بترغيب فيصور لهم ما سيتمخض عن إصلاح حال المرأة من توفيق للعائلة و للمجتمع بأسره وهو في ذلك يرشدهم كيف يصنعون منها مكسبا وطنيا ثمينا وليس عبئا ثقيلا •
في بداية القسم التشريعي يشرح لنا الكاتب كيف أن الإسلام جاء بأحكام و أخلاق لا عهد للعرب بها وخاصة ما جاء بخصوص المرأة وما كان منه من إثبات في شخصيتها المدنية والاجتماعية آو في حقوقها مزدوجة مع الرجل • فالمرأة ‘ركن للعمران ونصف الرجل في الحياة ‘• إذ كان الرسول الكريم محمد صلى الله عليه وسلم يقول “أنا أبو البنات” وجاءت رسالته فأنقذت المرأة من الموت فحرم الإسلام وٲد البنات و أعاد للمرأة اعتبارها ورد إليها حقوقها المدنية المسلوبة ويعدد الطاهر الحداد هذه الحقوق وهي الحق في الشهادة والقضاء٬ أهلية وحق التملك ٬الحق في طيب الحياة٬والحق في الميراث•

ولحماية المرأة والرجل على حد السواء حرم الإسلام الزنا وعده فاحشة وشرع الزواج لان في الزنا تحلل من جميع ما ينشٲ عنه وطريقه الهلاك لما قد يؤدي إليه من ارتكاب جرائم درءا للفضيحة إذا حملت المرأة من الزنا ويجعل المرأة تختاره لكسب لقمة عيشها إذا عجزت عن العمل• ولبشاعة الزنا جعل الإسلام عقابه شديدا فشرع حد الزنا للزاني والزانية مائة جلدة أما المتزوج منهما فحده الرجم بالحجارة ليموت •
وبما انه حرم الزنا شرع الإسلام الزواج وقننه واعتبر العاطفة أول أركانه وحث الزوجين على التعاون على الحياة ليثمر ثمره الطيب في حديقة الحياة كما في الآية ” وجعل بينكم مودة ورحمة” أما الازدواج الطبيعي فغرضه عظيم وهو تعمير الأرض لهذا حث الإسلام الزوج على احترام زوجته و الحنو عليها وحسن معاشرتها •وخلافها لما دأب عليه العرب خوؔل الإسلام للمرأة حقها في اختيار زوجها متى كانت رشيدة حتى أن من الفقهاء من يعطي المرأة الحق في فسخ نكاحها إذا زوجت قبل البلوغ ولم تره صالحا بعد ذلك ويعلم الإسلام الناس أن للمرأة حقوق مماثلة لما عليها من الحقوق للرجل •
أما عن تعدد الزوجات في الإسلام فيرى الطاهر الحداد أنها “سيئة من سيئات الجاهلية” إذ كان العرب يعددون نساءهم بلا حد لاستغلالهن في خدمة الأرض وخدمة البيت وإشباع غرائزهم فجاء الإسلام ليضع حدا أقصى لتعدد الزوجات ثم تدرج إلى اشتراط المساواة والعذل بينهن وجعل الخوف من عدم العدل كتحقيقه•
أما الطلاق فلقد سنه الإسلام إذ تعذر الوفاق ولقد ترك الإسلام حق الطلاق بيد الرجل غير انه منح المرأة الحق في الرجوع للمحكمة وهي تحميها من أي ضرر يلحقها في ذلك أو يقع الطلاق أو يقع الطلاق جبرا على الرجل •ولقد أوسع القران لتدارك الغلط في الطلاق بتيسير الرجعة في مرتين منه فان جاوزها إلى الثالثة وجب عقابه ومنعه منها أن يتزوج منها إلا أن تتزوج بغيره•لهذا نهي الإسلام عن معاملة المرأة بشدة و حث الرجل على حسن معاشرتها لما له من النفوذ الظاهر عليها فيستطيع تأديبها حتى لا يفر منها إلى الطلاق من الوعظ باللسان وحسن فعله إلى الهجر في المضاجع إلى الضرب ولقد فسر بعض العلماء الضرب بأنه رمي طرف الثوب عليها توبيخا لما فعلته وليس ضربها ضربا مبرحا يكسر عظامها •

كما اقر الإسلام تعويضا ماليا في الطلاق الذي يعبر عنه مرة بالفداء ومرة بالإمتاع•يبين القران انه إن كان الطلاق طلبا من احدها دون الأخر من غير وجه شرعي فان كانت المرأة كان لزوجها أن رضي اخذ الفداء من متاعها في البيت وهو ما يعبر عنه الفقهاء بالخلع وان كان الرجل فعليه الإمتاع لها سواء دخل بها أو قبل البناء كما قرر القران أيضا لغير المدخول بها نصف الصداق•
وينتهي الطاهر حداد في نهاية القسم الشرعي إلى أن النصوص الشرعية الإسلامية تزخر بكنوز من حقوق وحريات المرأة التي غبنوها إياها وان الإسلام في سعيه إلى الإصلاح يؤكد على ضرورة احترام هذه الحقوق ففي الإسلام كل عباد الله سواء وجزاءهم مناط بإعمالهم دون أن يستثني فيذلك النساء من الرجال كما في الآية “لقد خلقنا الإنسان في أحسن تقويم “•

القسم الاجتماعي
ينتقل بعد ذلك الكاتب إلى القسم الاجتماعي الذي عنونه “كيف نثقف الفتاة لتكون زوجا فأما” و يستعرض في الجزء الأول من هذا القسم الثقافات التي نهلتها الفتاة التونسية في تلك الحقبة من أمهاتهن أو من الموروث العتيق• إذ كان الأهل يأخذون الفتيات الصغيرات إلى معلمات في المدن يتمرن فيما تعمل الخياطة والتطريز مقابل ثمن بخس فيتهيآن لسن الزواج فتصنع الفتاة جهاز منزلها وثياب عرسها بنفسها أما إذا كانت فقيرة فتساعد أهلها وتسدد حاجاتها للزواج وتقوم الأمهات أيضا بتعليم بناتهن صناعة النسيج التي تعد أوفر ربحا لمن يكتسب منها تساهم النسوة بهذا العمل في مصاريف البيت في حين يتلهي الرجال باللعب بالحصاة و النواة و الحديث الفارغ أما في البوادي فيشتغل النساء في الحرث و شؤون الزراعة في مزارع المعمرين و الأجانب مع أبائهن و أزواجهن الذين ينفقون ما تجنيه في شرب “التاي” والخمور وسائر المخدرات وعندما يشتد الضنك بها تضطر للعمل كخادمة في البيوت •
إلى جانب الثقافة الصناعية تدرب الأمهات بناتهن على القيام بشؤون المنزل من طهي وغسل وتنظيف ومع ذلك فالبيت يضل في أسوء حال من الفوضى لعدم تطور فهم المرأة في إدارة المنزل وإدخال البهجة عليه لما تعتمده من موروث جامد في ثقافتها المنزلية ويشير الكاتب إلى أن شؤون المنزل في البوادي اشق فالمرأة تحتطب من الغابة وتستقي من الآبار وتدي رحاها لتطحن الحبوب لإحضار الطعام وبينما هي في كد ومشقة يكون الرجل في المقهى أو ما يعبر عنه ب’الكنتية’ مع رفاقه يتلهى بشرب ا”التاي” و الخمر •ومع ذلك فان نساء الباديات أكثر طاعة من نساء الحضر لقسوة الرجال بطباع البداوة •
أما عن العقل زينة المرأة فيتم حشوه بالأوهام والخرافات فيطمسون بصيرتها كالإيمان بالغول و نفع التمائم أما عن الثقافة الأخلاقية فيرى الكاتب أن اعتماد الأهل وسائل الشدة والعقاب كوسائل تهذيب يبعد الأطفال عن إدراك الفضيلة ويزيد في ارتياعهم وتدعيم أخلاق الضعف والهزيمة أمام من يرهبون والعنف و القسوة على من يستضعفون أما في غرس خلق الحياء الشديد في الفتاة فقد اتلف ثقتها بنفسها فضعفت و خبت ذاتها واختفت في العدم حتى أنها ترتاع لأي حدث بسيط لسذاجتها و بعدها عن الحياة فلا سلاح لها إلا البكاء• كما يصور للمرأة أن الرجل جبار يتسلط بقوته على المرأة ويصور للرجال مكر النساء وكيدهن في الاستيلاء على الرجل وجعله طوع بنانهم فتلجٲ المرأة للدجالين لترويض زوجها بسحر قد يتلف عقله ويعود ذلك لما ورثاه من ثقافة زوجية سقيمة أما الصحة فلا تعرف عن الفتاة عن قواعدها شيئا فإذا أصاب طفلها مرضا استنجدت بوصفات العجائز السحرية فتعجل بموت المريض إضافة إلى جهلها بالنظافة وفوائد الرياضة البدنية لها و في نمو أطفالها بل إنها تحاول قتل نشاطهم بالضرب و القسوة فتنشئ بذلك جيلا خامدا خاملا •

أما عن الزواج فيخبرنا الحداد أن الفتاة كانت تزف إلى بيت زوجها الذي اختاروه أهلها مذهولة فيباغتها القدر إما بزوج دميم أو طاعن في السن فتذبل أو تعبر عن سخطها بإهمال بيتها فتوضع في معهد زجري يسمى’ دار جواد ‘ لتأديبها فيضيق عليها في طعامها وكسائها ولا تباح زيارتها إلا بإذن ومشقة حتى تثوب إلى رشدها فالإكراه و الجبر هما ما يسوسان حياة المرأة وإذا أراد الزوج الطلاق فهو ميسر له ولا يعوض لمطلقته ويتم خروجها من المنزل بالإكراه و يعود تسرع العائلات في تزويج أطفالها دون سن الرشد من الكبير ومن المسن وهن لا يميزن بين الخير و الشر وبين الجد والهزل إلى إيمانهم أن في بقاء الفتاة في البيت حتى تبلغ سن الرشد قد يدفعها إلى ارتكاب الرذائل فتسيء لسمعة العائلة لهذا يختارون لها زوجا لا ترغب به فينتهي الزواج في كثير من الأحيان إلى طلاقهما أو الزواج من ثانية والمرأة في ذلك لا حول لها ولا قوة لها يفعل بها ما تملي عليهم أنانيتهم وشهواتهم •
أما تعدد الزوجات فيرى الطاهر الحداد أنها ظاهرة شهوة فأبناء المعددين للزوجات فالأب غارق في لذته لا يشعر بواجبه تجاهه أبنائه فينمو فيهم بغض لهم وحب الانتقام منهم وهناك من النسوة من يخفن “ضرة” فيمعن في المصاريف فتخرب بيت زوجها فتعيش في فاقة معه أو تلجا إلى الدجالين لسحره فلا يتزوج عليها •كما يفضح الحداد في هذا الجزء من الكتاب ظاهرة ” المتذوقين” وهم الذين يأخذون من كل شيء أحسنه ويتزوجون لمتعة واللذة بحساب الأشهر •
وليوقظ في الناس الحس بالمسؤولية تجاه المرأة وتدارك ما اقترفوه ضدها من انتهاك لحقوقها يصور الحداد مشاهد البؤس الاجتماعي في العائلة والمجتمع والذي يؤمن انه نتيجة لاستعباد واستبعاد المرأة • فلو أن المرأة الصناعية مثلا والتي كانت تعمل في صناعة النسيج والحرير آنذاك اكتسبت علما وثقافة يساعداها في تطوير تلك الصناعات لساهمت في تقدم المجتمع التونسي •ويصور الكاتب أيضا في القسم الاجتماعي تأثر الشعب التونسي بالحضارة الأوربية التي جلبها معه الاستعمار الفرنسي ويرى الحداد أن تاريخ التطور الحديث في الشرق يرجع إلى تاريخ اتصاله بالمدنية الغربية الحاضرة فالمغلوب يميل إلى تقليد الغالب في زيه وأساليب عيشه التي يراها مصدر خير فينزع عنه رداءه البالي القذر وهذا الاتصال قائم على محض الرغبة في نهب التسلية من حياة ميتة ومن اجل ذلك انحصر عملنا في استهلاك المال للاستمتاع بمواد الحضارة الغربية فانتشر الفقر ومنينا بالخيبة والفشل •هذا في المدن أما في البوادي فترك الأهل أراضيهم وانتقلوا للعيش في المدن وهكذا اشتركت كل الطبقات في إفلاس البلاد أما المرأة فاندفعت بقوة في طلب اللذة فثارت وتمردت وأهملت منزلها ولم تعد قانعة بالحياة التي تحياها تنشد الترف والبذخ أما الرجل لم يتحمل راتبه الزهيد و تحمل مصاريف زوجته فخير البطالة على العمل باجر زهيد أو الفرار من المنزل الذي كان يجده دائما مهملا و غير مرتب لهذا فضل الأزواج ارتياد المطاعم الفاخرة فرادى ومجتمعين للتمتع بالجمال تاركين المرأة تتخبط في بؤس العائلة و لا يدفعه الرجوع إلى البيت إلا النوم أو حاجة بشرية •

لفت الطاهر الحداد أيضا إلى ظاهرة الزواج من الأجنبيات التي تزيد من وضع الفتاة سوءا إذ يجد الرجل في الأوربيات ما لا يجد في المرأة التونسية من ذوق ومعرفة وحسن تدبير وأناقة ولكن تهذيب الأوربيات و لكن ثقافتهن لم تهيأن بها للاندماج في عائلاتنا فينتج عم هذه الزيجات الطلاق •
ولقد دفع نفور الزوج من البيت المرأة إلى اكتشاف الحياة التي خارج أسوار منزلها والتي أخذت منها زوجها نهارا وليلا فلم تر إلا الحياة السافرة وانهماك في لذؔاتها و الهتاف البالغ لكل مستحدث في الوسطي الأوربي من الأزياء والأشكال وانساقت في هذا تيار التطور الجارف وتطورها مرجعه تعلمها في المدارس الحكومية اختلاطها بالمعلمات الفرنسيات وزيارة منازلهن ورؤية ما فيها من زينة وترتيب ومشاهدة الحياة العامة في الطرقات و قراءة الروايات الفرنسية والذهاب إلى السينما و المسرح•لقد كان تيارا اجتماعيا لا مرد له تاهت فيه لما وجدت فيه من تسلية ومتعة ووفقا لتطور النفسية الشاملة للرجال دون أي نظر في تهذيبها أو صقلها •
يتناول الحداد أيضا مسالة خطيرة وهي الحجاب و استغلاله من قبل الرجل لاستبعاد المرأة من الحياة العامة •يعد الحجاب رخصة المرأة للخروج من المنزل وهو لها حصانة اجتماعية من الوقوع في السوء أما الرجال فانصرفوا إلى حياة اللهو والمجون وما جرهم إلى ذلك إلا انفرادهم بأنفسهم في احتجاب المرأة وعزلتها عن رؤية هذه الحياة الماجنة ولقد حرم الحجاب المرأة من التعلم وحقها في تدبير ثروتها حتى صارت ألعوبة في أيدي الوكلاء دون أن تقدر أن تحمي نفسها ولقد حرم أطفالها من الهواء النفي أو كانوا يلعبون دون رقابة حتى فقدت الأمهات أطفالها والحجاب تأثير على صحتها لحرمتنها من الهواء النقي و الرياضة فزاد في بؤسها فكانت تدعي أن الصالحين طلبوا زيارتها وعقد النذر لهم لسنح الفرصة في الفسحة• وهو يشرح لنا كيف أن الاحتكاك بالحضارة الغربية أدى إلى السفور الذي كان سببا في انتشار الفجور للاختلاط بالأوربيين وقاتلا للشبان الأحياء بالعاطفة وذاهبا باستعدادهم للمستقبل لما يثيره فيهم من الشهوة إضافة إلى القضاء على صناعة النسيج بعد أن غمر النسيج الأوربي البلاد •
ويؤكد طاهر حداد في الجزء الأخير من الكتاب على أهمية تعليم وتربية المرأة حظها حظ الرجل في ذلك فحرمانها من التعليم يوسع الهوة بينها وبين الرجل المتعلم ويبعدهما عن الاتفاق في بناء حياة مشتركة بمعناها الصحيح فالتعليم حاجة أساسية للإنسان آو سيبقى جاهلا عاطلا غبيا يعيش تحت امرأة وسيادة نصفه الأخر وهو حقها الطبيعي ومن الظلم حرمانها منه بدافع الأنانية والشهوة الغالبة فالتعليم سيساعدها في القيام بوظيفتها المنزلية والعمرانية عل أحسن وجه •

ستكون المرأة مصدر الروح القومي لأبنائها إذا ما تعلمت أصل دينها وتاريخ وطنه ولغته •تعلم العلوم الرياضية والطبيعية سيثقف عقلها بالمنطق ومعرفة الأشياء على حقيقتها وستعكس هذا النور على أطفالها وتكون لهم عونا في نضوجهم العقلي والنفسي كما أن تعلم الرياضة البدنية سيعين على شحنها بنشاط معنوي وإذا تعلمت مبادئ الصحة ستهتم بعائلتها ولن تنخدع بإرشادات الجاهلين أما فن التربية فسيساعدها في خلق جيل نقي عقلا و روحا • و يرى الحداد أيضا أن في تعليمها فن تدبير المنزل خيرا كثيرا على عائلتها إذ ستصبح عونا في تنمية ثروة المنزل المشترك بدلا ا تكون ثقلا على الأب •
ويحض الطاهر الحداد على تربية المرآة وصقل مواهبها وعاطفتها حتى لا تموت تحت تأثير الحياء الشرقي الذي اخمد في المرأة روحها عن الإشعاع واخرس ملامحها عن النطق كما يجب تهذيبها عاطفتها الغير مثقفة فتكون قادرة على إنشاء أطفال قادرين على الانتصار على
فيهم من قوي جسمانية ومعنوية “وما العلم إلا سلاح يحتاج إلى روح وإرادة يستعملانه للظفر بالحياة مهما تعسرت طرقها وعظمت تكاليفها ”
يعد كتاب “امرأتنا في الشريعة والمجتمع “مشروعا إصلاحيا تنويريا تم طمسه ونبذ وتكفير صاحبه من قبل المشايخ المحافظين وذوي الرؤية المتشددة لما فيه من تهديد لمصالحهم فاختار الحداد العزلة إلى أن توفي ولم يسر في جنازته سوى نفر قليل من أصدقائه إلى أن جاء الاستقلال وحولت أفكاره إلى قوانين مجلة الأحوال الشخصية في 13 أوت 1956 التي سن فيها قوانين للأسرة ومن أهمها منع تعدد الزوجات وجعل الطلاق بيد المحكمة عوضا عن الرجل •

قراءة في كتاب “الأمير ” لنيكولا ميكيافيلي

كتبتها الأستاذة سهام حمودة
نيكولا دي برناردو دي ميكيافليي، ولد بفلورنسا في 3 ماي 1469م، وتوفي بها في 21 يونيو 15277م.كان مفكرا وفيلسوفا سياسيا ايطاليا إبان عصر النهضة •أصبح ميكيافيلي الشخصية الرئيسية والمؤسس للتنظير السياسي الواقعي •أشهر كتبه على الإطلاق “الأمير” الذي أهداه إلى “لورنزو الجديد” أحد أفراد آل ميديتشي. ويمكن تصنيفه إن صح القول بما عرف في العصور الوسطى الإسلامية بـ” الأدب السلطاني” وأدب “نصائح الملوك” وهو كتاب يناقش فيه ماهية الإمارات، وأنواعها، وكيفية امتلاكها، ولماذا تٌفقد، مع رسم للصفات التي تخول للأمير أن يحفظ ملكه من الزوال •
ويتسم أسلوب ميكيافلي بالبساطة مع دقة وعمق في الأفكار وكأنه ارتأى من ذلك أن ينتفع بالكتاب كل من يطمح إلى بلوغ الإمارة من العامة و السادة ولقد ضرب الكاتب الكثير من الأمثلة عن الأمم الغابرة أو المعاصرة في تحليله السياسي لحال الإمارات والأمراء لتجلو رؤيته في ذهن القارئ•

يفتتح ميكيافلي كتابه بالحديث عن الحكومات القديمة فيصنفها إلى صنفين :جمهوريات عادلة وملكيات معتدلة تنقسم بدورها إلى ملكيات عريقة في القدم وملكيات حديثة •ويلفت ميكيافلي إلى سهولة التحكم في المماليك الموروثة فكل ما على الأمير فعله هو اقتفاء آثار من سبقه من الأمراء خلافا للمماليك الحديثة التي يصعب السيطرة عليها ويعزو ذلك لما يعتمل في صدور أهلها من مقت وعداء للمغتصبين إضافة إلى عجزه عن كسب إخلاص ورضا الخائنين الذين يسروا له الاستيلاء على الحكم أو التخلص منهم لأنه يدين لهم والحال لن يستقيم له إلا بكسب محبة الشعب حسب اعتقاد ميكيافلي الذي ينصح الفاتح الجديد بمعاقبة كل من تسبب في القلائل وتقوية مواطن الضعف في هيئة حكومته • ومن العوامل المساعدة على الحفاظ على حكم الفاتح الجديد هو قتل أفراد الأسرة المالكة القديمة مع الإبقاء على القوانين القديمة و الشرائع السالفة وبذلك يستأنس أهل الولاية بحكامها المحدثين مثلما فعلت فرنسا •
كما يشير عليه إذا كانت الولاية المفتوحة تختلف عن الدولة القاهرة في اللغة و الأخلاق ان ينتقل إلى العيش بين أهلها فيساعده ذلك على أن يقف على أسباب الدسائس والفتن فيسعى في تلافيها قبل أن تسوء الأوضاع بيد انه لو غاب عنهم وتركهم وشٲنهم فسيعيث عماله فسادا في تلك الأراضي فيخسر ود الأهالي •كما يحضه على تأسيس المستعمرات لا الحاميات لان أهل المستعمرات أكثر إخلاصا من أهل الولاية المغتصبة وهي لا تكلفه شيئا خلافا للحاميات التي تستلزم نفقات يعجز عنها خراج الولاية فضلا عن بقاء الجنود في البلاد المفتوحة الذي سيولد الحقد والبغضاء •وعلى أميره أيضا أن يحول دون استغاثة أهل تلك البلاد بجيرانهم من الدول فينصب نفسه زعيما على تلك الدول ويضع نفسه موضع المدافع عنها فيحفظ ملكه•

ويعد ميكيافلي تدمير البلاد وتخريبها بعد فتحها هي أنجع طريقة للتحكم فيها حتى لا يطالب أهلها بالحرية وهو ينصح بإهلاك الأسرة الملكية القديمة إذا كانت البلاد المفتوحة ملكية ويرى ميكيافلي أن من يمتلك ولاية بفضل حزمه أكثر توفيقا ممن يعتمدون على حظهم الحسن لان الذين يعوزهم الحظ يخشون العواقب ويحسبون لكل حركة و سكنه حسابا أما الذين وصلوا إلى الإمارة بفضل حسن الطالع فيعتمدون على إرادة من رفعوهم• فالمحارب يجب أن يكون قبل كل شيء مالك سلاحه •
أما من بلغوا الإمارة بالإثم والغدر وتمكنهم من العيش امنين في أوطانهم فيعزو ميكيافلي ذلك إلى حكمتهم في استعمال القسوة •فالقسوة الحكيمة هي التي يستعملها الرجل ليحصل على مركز ثم سرعان ما يستبدلها بأعمال نافعة للرعية وعلى الفاتح أن يستعمل القسوة مرة واحدة ولا يعود إليها أبدا إذا ٲمن الشعب جانبه ويسعى لإرضائه وتهدئته والعيش معه على وتيرة واحدة فلا يغير سلوكه لخير أو شر •
أما في الإمارة المدنية والتي تتمثل في بلوغ الإمارة برضا الوطنيين وليس برضا الإشراف ينصح ميكيافلي الأمير بٲن يسعى لكسب ثقة الشعب وصداقته لٲن “من يبنى على رضا الشعب يبنى على الرمل ” على حد قوله فهو لا غنى له عن الشعب إذ هو يعيش مع الأمة التي لا تتغير ولكن الأشراف يتغيرون كما انه لا يمكنه حفظ نفسه من غضب الشعب لوفرة عدد العامة ولكنه يستطيع حماية ذاته ضد الأشراف بقتلهم حتى في المحن لا يستطيع ٲن يعول إلا على شعبه و الأمير الذي يخشى شعبه أكثر من العدو عليه أن يبني حصونا أما من يخشى العدو أكثر من شعبه فلا حاجة له بتشييد الحصون فأحسن الحصون ما كان مشادا في قلوب الرجال سداه المحبة ولحمته الإخلاص فإن الأمير ذو الحصون لا ينجو إذا كان الشعب ناقما عليه •
إلى جانب شعب يحبه٬ يحتاج الأمير للاحتفاظ بملكه إلى قوانين عادلة وأسلحة قوية والأسلحة التي يدافع بها الأمير عن مملكه إما تكون له وإما تكون لجنود مأجورة وأما لجنود مساعدة وإما مختلطة والأمير العاقل يتجنب دائما هذه القوة الأجنبية ولا ينتفع إلا بجنوده ويفضل أن ينهزم بجنوده على أن ينتصر بجنود غيره فواجب الأمير أن يكون له قوة حربية من أبناء وطنه•
على الأمير أيضا أن يتعلم فن الحرب أو لن يحترمه جنوده ولا يٲمن جانبهم فعليه أن يمارس الصيد ليعود بدنه المتاعب وليقف على طبيعة الأراضي فيساعده ذلك في أن يعرف بلاده فيعرف كيف يذود عنها أما تدريب العقل فلا يكون إلا بدرس تاريخ العظماء والبحث في أسباب النصر والخذلان واقتفاء اثر رجل عظيم واتخاذه قدوة له كما قلد قيصر الاسكندر •
وينصح ميكيافلي الأمير الذي يريد حفظ عرشه أن يقلل من طيبته وان يستعمل الخير أو ضده في الأوقات والأحوال المناسبة و هو يرى أن من الأمور الحسنة أن يذاع عن الأمير كرمه ولكن لا ينبغي له أن يهتم باتهامه بالبخل إذا كان لا يريد سرقة شعبه•يجب أن يكون رءوفا أيضا ولكن لا يسئ استعمال الرأفة ولا يخشى الاتصاف بالقسوة في سبيل توحيد شعبه٬ محبوبا مهابا٬ يحفظ الوعود ويراعي العهود ولكن عليه أن يكون نصفه حيوان ونصفه إنسان فعليه أن يكون ثعلبا ليتقي الحفائر و الحبائل وأسدا ليرهب الذئاب•ماهر في فن التظاهر بغير شعوره وينقض العهود إذا كانت ضد مصلحته •
هذه هي صفات الأمير الميكيافلي التي ستمكن صاحبها من النصر أبدا وهي صفات القائد عظيم الذي ستتوحد تحت رايته كل إيطاليا وجعلها قادرة على الدفاع عن نفسها ضيم الأجانب وطردهم ، ولا تهم الوسيلة عنده بل الغاية مهما كانت قاسية أو ظالمة لان الغاية تبرر الوسيلة وهو مبدأ تقوم عليه الميكيافلية التي أصبحت مذهبا فكريا سياسيا اعتمدته ايطاليا و ألمانيا لتحقيق وحدتهما القومية ودواء ناجع للتشتت القومي والسياسي لهما   ورغم نبذ أفكاره في البداية أصبح كتاب “الأمير ” يعد نقطة تحول في تاريخ الفكر السياسي العالمي و دستورا لكل دكتاتورا إذ يرى لكل دكتاتورا إذ يرى موسوليني أن كتاب الأمير” دليل رائع للسياسي”.

بقلم سهام حمودة

:) صدور اول مجموعة قصصية لي بالعربية

smile !it’s a new day :)))))

superhero

gOod evening :)

الصندوق الاسود بقلم سهام حمودة

الصؔندوق الأسود

                              

وقفت على أطراف أصابعها وطبعت قبلة حارة على خده الأيسر· لم يستطع أن يمنع نفسه من الضحك فقد كانت تضع عطره  · تملكته رغبة جامحة في أن يضمها إلى صدره  بقوة ولكنه تجاهلها حتى لا يخيفها ·

كانت اللحظات التي يمضيانها معا قصيرة جدا ولكن الفوضى التي تحدثها ما إن تدير ظهرها  وتغلق الباب خلفها عارمة قوّضت كل أنظمته المستبدة · دلف إلى مكتبته حيث تعود أن يركن  لساعات طويلة يقرٲ  فكتبه المرفأ الذي يهرب إليه كلما اشتدت الأنواء بعقله ·

جلس إلى مكتبه ثم ٲخرج من تحت قميصه الأسود سلسلة فضية يتدلى منها مفتاح صغير· نزعها من عنقه ثم  مد يده إلى الدرج وفتحه ليخرج منه دفترا أنيقا·ابتسم وهو يتصفحه : كان صندوقه الأسود ولكن  منذ قدومها إلى قصره لم يدون فيه شيئا ·أعاده إلى مكانه ،أغلق الدرج بالمفتاح ثم وضع السلسلة حول عنقه ودفنها تحت قميصه ·

قام عن كرسيه  ووقف أمام مجموعة كتبه الضخمة وهو يضع يديه في جيبي بنطاله· كانت جل كتبه عن التاريخ و الفيزياء و الفلسفة·  فكر انه يجب أن يقتني كتبا جديدة تدخل البهجة إلى مكتبته  فقد مر زمن طويل على آخر كتاب اشتراه في مزاد للكتب ببريطانيا   ; ربما عليه اقتناء كتب عن المرأة ·رمق كرسيها الهزاز بطرف عينه وقد تدلى طرف وشاحها على الأرضية ، انحنى والتقطه ،كانت تعبق منه رائحة الزهور البرية ·لقد امضيا الهزيع الأخير من الليل   تقرٲ له حتى غلبها النعاس في كرسيها·  دنا منها وحدق بها وهي نائمة وقد تساقطت خصلات شعرها على خدها  و افتر ثغرها الجميل عن  ابتسامة فاتنة كأنها ترى حلما جميلا ،سمعها تغمغم  بشيء  لم يفهمه· ابتسم فقد كان هو أيضا يتكلم في نومه· انحنى نحوها، اخذ الكتاب من بين يديها وحملها بين ذراعيه ثم اتجه إلى غرفتها ·بدت كطفلة وديعة لا حول ولا قوة لها   فغمره شعور عذب  : رغبة في حمايتها  من شرور العالم·

تنهد وهو يعيد وشاحها إلى مكانه فهو يحزنه جدا انه أقحمها في معاركه فلطالما خاض حروبه بمفرده · فجأة سمع قرعا خفيفا على الباب ثم انفتح ببطء و ظهر من خلفه رجل مسن قد  اشتعل رأسه شيبا تشع من عينيه طيبة  الآباء وحكمة العجائز·التقت عيناهما اللتان كانتا بنفس اللون: لون اللوز فبادره بالسؤال بلهفة :

-هل تعتقد أنها سوف تعودˁ

-سوف تكون هنا قبل مغيب الشمس!

– لقد كانت تضع عطري عندما غادرت هل لديك أي تفسير لذلك ˁ

تقدم العجوز منه وهو يتغنى بصوت أجش:

-Enfant ! si j’étais roi, je donnerais l’empire,
Et mon char, et mon sceptre, et mon peuple à genoux
Et ma couronne d’or, et mes bains de porphyre,
Et mes flottes, à qui la mer ne peut suffire,
Pour un regard de vous !

Si j’étais Dieu, la terre et l’air avec les ondes,
Les anges, les démons courbés devant ma loi,
Et le profond chaos aux entrailles fécondes,
L’éternité, l’espace, et les cieux, et les mondes,
Pour un baiser de toi !

 تطلّع إليه الشاب في دهشة ٳذ كانت هذه أوّل مرة يسمعه يقول شعرا ·ابتسم العجوز له لكنه أشاح بوجهه عنه حتى لا يقرٲ الخوف في عينيه :كان خائفا أن لا تعود فلا يجد من يهرع إليه عند قدومهم مثلما كان يفعل عندما كان صغيرا إذا جن الليل ·تعود أن  يهرع إلى والدته فيرتمي في أحضانها ليجد السلام والأمان ، يهرب من أصوات  تلاحقه كلّما حل الظلام  حتى أن والده جهز البيت بالأضواء في كل مكان ولكن الأصوات كانت ذكية جدا فلم يخفها النور الذي يتستر به الليل والصبي   فضاق أبوه  ذرعا به وبأصواته  وهجر أمه التي سرعان ما تدهورت صحتها وماتت  فكفله جده فاحش الثراء  ·لكن رغم ثرائه وعلمه  لم تحبه امرأة قط و لم تتحمل أنثى  معاشرته و أصواته المخيفة التي كانت كلعنة رافقته منذ صباه حتى  ٲمهر  الأطباء عجزوا عن تحريره منها  · اعتزله الجميع  وأصبح قصره مثل القصور التي يحكى عنها في القصص الخيالية المرعبة فأزمع  العجوز أن يحضر له رفيقة كل ليلة مهما كلفه الثمن  لتسامره حتى بزوغ الفجر· كانت بعضهن يضحكن أو يحملقن فيه بدهشة  عندما يطلب منهن فقط أن يقرٲن له أو يروين له حكاية   فيظنُنؔ أن به مسؔا من  الجنون فيرحلن في الحين أو يرفضن الرجوع ثانية حتى قابلها هي صدفة :كان ليلتها  واقفا عند الرصيف كدأبه  يبحث عن   بنات الليل لعله يحظى برفيقة لحفيده ،رآها  تركض باتجاهه لا تلوي على شيء ، ارتطمت به وسقطت عند قدميه  ،  امسك بيدها  على حين غرة و أبى أن يفلتها  ،توسل إليها   أن ترافقه إلى بيته  لمساعدة  حفيده  المريض واعدا إياها بمبلغ كبير من  المال إذا أذعنت لأمره ،رأى الرعب والألم  في عينيها ولكنه لم يحررها فألمه اشد من ألمها ، قاومته بشدة ولكن لما رأت الدموع في عينيه  استكانت و رق قلبها له·

 لم يسألها العجوز عن اسمها، قادها إلى المكتبة أين وجده جالسا قرب المدفأة يحدق في النار  ، حتى انه لم يرفع عينيه نحوهما كأنه لا يشعر بوجودهما · أومأ  العجوز لها بالجلوس على كرسي حذوه وطلب منها أن تقرا له من كتاب وضع على الطاولة حتى بزوغ الفجر ثم خرج  ·لوهلة انتابها الخوف لبقائها وحيدة معه فكل  شيء يبدو جنونيا لكن سرعان ما تبدد  وحلت محله سكينة لم تفهم مصدرها· أخذت الكتاب وفتحته  ، عضت على شفتها السفلى  فقد كان كتاب فلسفة وهي لم تكن من محبيها أبدا ·شرعت في القراءة بتأنّ ، كانت تارة  تقرا وتارة تنظر إليه خلسة لترى إن كان يشعر بوجودها ولكنه كان يحدق في نار المدفأة فسكتت ،التفت إليها   دون أن ينظر في عينيها  وكأنه يطلب منها أن لا تتوقف فتابعت القراءة بصوت عذب بعث الدفء في المكان والطمأنينة في قلب العجوز الذي كان يقف وراء الباب الموارب يراقبهما  وعند انبلاج الصباح رحلت الفتاة ·

في رحلته ليلا للبحث عن أنثى تمنى العجوز أن يلتقي بها مجددا فقد لاحظ أن حفيده أحب رفقتها إذ سأله في الصباح عمّن تكون، كانت تلك أول مرة يهتم بهوية من يحضرهن إليه ·

عقدت الدهشة  لسانه عندما رآها واقفة في نفس المكان وهي تحتضن كتابا  كأنها تنتظره· ابتسما عندما التقت عيناهما فقد قرأ كل منهما أفكار الآخر·  كانت الساعة تشير إلى الثانية صباحا عندما انسحبت من المكتبة بهدوء حتى لا توقظه · رقص قلب العجوز  فرحا عندما وافقت أن تأتي كل ليلة ·وهكذا تحولت المكتبة الباردة إلى مكان يضج بالحياة و استسلمت  رائحة كتبه القديمة  لسحر عطرها  وعلا صوتها العذب على أصواته المخيفة فما عاد يسمعها وشيئا فشيئا بدا يشعر بأنه رجل عادي لكنه  لم يخبرها  عن سره خوفا أن يخيفها كما أخاف الأخريات فترحل عنه وتتركه وحيدا فيصبح فريسة سهلة للأصوات من جديد ·

وذات يوم  عندما كانت و العجوز  يرتشفان القهوة في حديقة القصر تذكرا الليلة التي التقيا فيها فسألها عن سبب وجودها في ذلك المكان المخيف المقفر تلك الليلة الباردة و لماذا كانت تركض  ·ارتعشت أصابعها  وهي ترفع الفنجان إلى شفتيها،  رشفت القهوة ثم أطرقت رأسها·

-هل تهربين من شخص ماˁ هل يحاول احد ما أذيتكˁ

رفعت رأسها ونظرت إليه بعينين حزينتين وأردفت قائلة :”هم أشخاص! لا اعرف عددهم و لكنهم كثيرون ·لا اعرف كيف يبدون و لكن أصواتهم مخيفة · لا استطيع رؤيتهم  و لكنني استطيع سماعهم · هم لا يأتون إلا  ليلا إذا حل الظلام و لف السكون الوجود، يأتون ليلا عندما أكون وحيدة لهذا كنت أحاول الهروب منهم في تلك الليلة ·”

ارتسمت على وجهه ابتسامة شاحبة ولم ينبس ببنت شفة أما هي فوضعت فنجان القهوة على الطاولة وانتصبت واقفة ثم ذهبت إليه لتودعه والعجوز يراقبها من بعيد حتى اختفت داخل القصر سقطت دمعة حارة من عينه فلعنتهما تشبه لعنته الأبدية·

سهام حمودة

 

 

wish you an amazing morning wherever you are :)

Don’t shoot!

Wait Sir  ! Don’t shoot !

I need to comb my tousled  hair,

And wash my stainy face.

Oh !There is a hole in my shoe too

Wait sir  ! I won’t be late ,

I am going to wear my father’s shoes,

They are as big as the  gracious sky

But they fit because I walk like him,

My grand mother told me once .

Have you ever flown a paper plane,Sir ?

There is a hole in my paper plane,

Like the hole in my father’s skull .

Wait Sir, don’t shoot !

There  on that lonely  hill ,

I saw a  flower  this morning,

Do you think my mother will forgive me for

My dishelved clothes?

I didn’t know you’re coming for me .

oh !  I found a flower for your mother  too!

You need to hurry up before  it fades

Sir ,why are your eyes full of tears  ?

Written by arabian roses

 

 

gorgeous morning gorgeous planet ;)

Ramadan Mubarak :))))

The English woman Part One

The English Woman Part One

arabian roses'whispers

I remember the day  when she first appeared  on  the  stage of our childish life, as if it was yesterday. My two brothers and I were sitting on the edge of  the stony bench ,our  tiny toes  were  hardly touching  the floor. We were dying  to know  who she was  .We are used to see myriad of them descending from  carriages and going into my uncle’s Ali Baba handicraft store but they had never entered our territory ,my grandmother’s house.

Seeing them  sitting shoulder to shoulder aroused a relentless curiosity that had to be quenched.”She’s a friend of mine”, my uncle said.She’s from England. We marveled at her snowy skin  for it was summertime and we looked  like  chocolate sculptures with our tanned faces .There was something in her that made us fall under her spell instantly , an unbreakable spell : kindness.

 

To be continued

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Wish you an amazing june wherever you are

Dawn Rain

            We woke up at  3:00 am for  Suhur , which is a pre-dawn meal in Ramadan , prayed , and read few chapters from Quran then all retreated  to their rooms to take a rest. It was 5:00 am when it started drizzling. I was sitting at my desk staring at my notebook trying to write something but to no avail , my heart ‘s whispers wouldn’t come  . I guess I have writer’s block . My spiral notebook is in a mess , it was a gift from my twin brother  and I  have to piece together its pages before he sees  that . I love spiral notebooks but I fail to keep them one piece . It’s like I have a  graveyard of notebooks.

       The house was so quiet .Crowing of roosters was overwhelming the serene horizon perfumed with  drizzle beads . I jumped from my seat and headed towards  the French window and opened it  to greet the morning rain . I smiled  at the sky  that was studded with generous grey clouds . Deep down I know that  Mika’el the angel of rain was soothing the heat of the earth by bathing its summer breeze before muslims start their fourth day of fasting by the command of Allah .

 

        We fast  14 hours a day  in my home country . We abstain from eating and drinking from dawn to dusk and they’re very precious moments  that a muslim treasures and the  joy of breaking fast is unrivalled . Everything about Ramadan is rewarding , so is the  feeling it creates within us ,that of  gratefulness for being a muslim .When the sun goes down  indicating time to  break our fast , with the very first sip of water a fathomable but intangible feeling overwhelms me . A   feeling  that  I  know where it comes from but words can’t describe it . A feeling that makes my soul  recite merely  “there is no God but Allah ” . 

 

 by arabian roses

 

 

breathtaking!

Viva La Vida

November Rain

 

 

Bajo el ciel de noveimbre

Have a blessed day wherever you are ;)

Review of “The Broken Necklace”

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The Broken Necklace

Short Stories are quite different than a full fledged novel. In a novel the author enjoys the liberty of giving all the detail of the characters and circumstances. But in a short story, the author has to be very keen to tell the story within a very few pages and at the same time has to give a background account of the characters and circumstances without wasting the pace of the story.

“The Broken Necklace” certainly has that characteristic of a short story. In three pages you have created two characters; the reader is very clear about Camellia and Ahmed. How they look, how they feel, the bondage of love between them, their adopted son, Ahmed’s mother’s grief for a blood-grandchild, everything. The message is very clear. Story line is crisp, very convincing, easily understandable.

Now, a few things to remember. As I told you earlier, you need to work on your Punctuations and formatting. If I think from a reader’s point of view, text formatting matters a lot while reading a book. Poorly formatted texts are very difficult to concentrate on and texts with perfect formatting and stylish looks are eye pleasing to the readers.

Now, coming back to the story; storyline is clear. But, there is a scope for the readers to make out, what actually happened to that necklace (??). That scope raises a lot of questions. But, as a reader, I prefer more clarity on the background of a story.

Now, it’s time to rate the story. I give it a seven out of ten. One more point could have been added had the formatting been better.

 I am open for any and all discussion. . . . . . .

by Sudipta Bhattacharjee

 

Happy birthday to you June =)

It’s rainnnning here =) =) =)

May you have a blessed day today =)

Take  off  your shoes,

Spread your arms,

Race the wind,

Feel her touch,

Sway like a rose

To escape her hold

Today

It’s a new day and you’re alive!

Written by arabian roses

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Non- Muslim Views about Muhammad (PBUH)

محمد صلى الله عليه وسلم

Islam; The Religion of Peace

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15 awards perfumed with Jasmine

My awards this time  are perfumed with Jasmine because they were a precious  gift from a Tunisian blogger  .To find out how Tunisian man think ,how he spends his  leisure time , and how he perceives the world ,you’re welcome to visit http://oasien.wordpress.com/ .Don’t worry, language wouldn’t be a barrier to communicate with him for he can speak French,English and Arabic fluently .

Les règles sont:
1-Visiter et remercier celui qui t’a remis la/les distinctions.
2-Nommer 10 bloggers.
3-Copier et coller les distinctions sur ton blog
4-Répondre aux questions posées.

QUESTIONS:
1-Quelle est la signification de la vie pour vous?

la vie est un don de Dieu que nous devrions apprécier en faisant ce qui plaît à Dieu

-2-Qu’est ce que le bonheur ?

-être en bonne santé et avoir un peu d’argent pour faire ce qui plaît à Dieu et ce qui plaît aux gens que j’aime 🙂

3-Pourquoi as-tu créé ce blog?

-J’adore ecrire 🙂 🙂 🙂

4- Quel est le plus important dans ta vie: L’amour ou la gloire ?

-amour

5-Qu’elle est la chose que tu aimes sur les blogs?

-la plupart des blogueurs  ici apprécient ce que les autres écrivent

6-Quelle est la meilleure décision que vous avez faite?

7-Croyez-vous que l’amour inconditionnel existe vraiment dans une  relation ?

-Yesssssss

8-Croyez-vous en Karma ? Si oui alors quel est le bon et le mauvais Karma selon vous ?

-Comme je suis capable de choisir ,je suis responsable de mes actes bonnes ou mauvaises .
9-Croyez-vous en la renaissance ou à la vie après la mort ? Si oui, donc pourquoi?

oui,Je crois à la renaissance.

10- Quel est le meilleur moment de votre vie?

-quand mon père a arrêté de fumer

Mes nominés sont:

1-http://rolasaady.wordpress.com/

2-http://khwtr.wordpress.com/

 3-http://basharsaidi.wordpress.com/

4-http://www.subhanzein.wordpress.com/

5-http://soumyav.wordpress.com/

6-http://khawwlasaid.wordpress.com/

7-http://globalunison.wordpress.com/

8-http://foreverpoetic.wordpress.com/

9-http://othmanabdullah.wordpress.com/

10-http://ladybluerose.wordpress.com/

arabian roses:)

He can read your thoughts about his wife!

 

That  we can’t  go beyond what meets the eyes  is not only an indication that  we are perfect human beings  ,but also a blessing that  unfortunately go unnoticed by us.

 

  At times , we wish we could read others like an open book and see inside their hearts  to know their real intentions, their hidden thoughts and true feelings to spare ourselves deception and disappointment , loss and pain.  And we go on to  wonder why  Allah  didn’t infuse us with  that majestic power  which is something easy for him, “The Originator of the heavens and the earth . When He decrees a matter, He only says “BE!” – and it is. [Noble Quran 2:117] . We need to remember that whatever Allah does, is for our best. Allah says :’…and it may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not know.’ (Surah Baqarah: 216) .

 

Imagine that people can read your mind in the same way you can read theirs .There might be  dreadful  secrets you don’t want to share  or dark thoughts you don’t want others to hear  or speak of, in that some secrets are too dreadful that the most trustworthy friends  would shun you because of them and some thoughts are too painful that they can kill like a son’s feverish wish  that his sick father dies soon to  inherit his lands , a husband’s past love affairs or a saint’s criminal past  .This may explain why most of the people don’t say what they think or say what they think you want to hear or they just keep their opinions to themselves  to spare themselves trouble and spare others pain .The  prophet Muhammad صلى الله عليه وسلم (May peace be upon him) said :”a good word is better than silence and silence is better than evil talks!.”  The same issue was highlighted in Ephesians 4:29 “Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear.”

Also,by not letting others step into your inner world , Allah is giving you a space of your own to reconsider your thoughts before you act,  for once a dark  thought is translated into a word or an action ,it cannot be effaced from people’s memory for  our actions  define us  , even if people  forgive us ,they will never ever forget and they  will always  remind us of our  misdeeds even if they are as old as the hills . It’s  necessary to reconsider our thoughts ,opinions before we  speak and act   .This will help us to  wipe out evil  thoughts  and embrace good ones,  and that we sometimes say or do  what we do not really think or mean proves that we can control our thoughts as well. Then when negative thoughts about others go through your head ,try to  put yourself in their shoes  to understand why they behave they way they do . Also,  try to count your gains once your real intentions  are revealed and you will find out that it is  a zero -sum game .Whereas your gains will outnumber your losses if your actions  mirror your real intentions, good intentions.

 Like  christians ,we  muslims  believe that every man has with him a companion from among angels and a companion from among the a (demons) as prophet Muhammad صلى الله عليه وسلم May peace be upon him said “There is no one among you but he has with him a constant companion (qareen) from among the jinn and a constant companion from among the angels.” They said, “You too, O Messenger of Allaah?” He said, “Me too, but Allaah has helped me against him (the devil-companion) and he has become Muslim.” and the evil thoughts come from the shaitan that  strives to turn us from doing good , and to not fall in his trap  ,we must  discard those evil thoughts  by seeking  refuge in Allah . Say  ” I seek refuge in Allah from shaitan,the accursed one” and the evil suggestions will go away from you. Remember that you can’t blame the shaitan for your actions for you are  the doer  . It is related by Abu Hurairah that the Apostle of God said:“God has forgiven my followers evil thoughts and misgivings and there will be no punishment on them until they are acted upon or uttered by the tongue .Bukhari and Muslim. Do istagfar ,say ” I seek  forgiveness  of  Allah” when you had bad thoughts .Prophet Muhammad used to recite this at least 100 times a day and  used to offer night prayers till his feet became swollen. Somebody said, to him,” “Allah has forgiven you, your faults of the past and those to follow.” On that, he said, “Shouldn’t I be a thankful slave of Allah)?” (Bukhari, Hadith 4459) 

 

One also needs to understand that  iternal thoughts  is  first and foremost Allah ‘s criteria to  measure our  faith   and honesty towards  him  . Allah doesn’t judge us by our actions but by our intentions into our hearts because actions can be soaked with hypocracy  in that  people do things   to please  the creatures not the creator  . Some pray to attain the pleasure of Allah while others pray to be seen by men and gain wordly recognition .The action is the same but the intentions are different, so is the reward. As prophet Muhammed صلى الله عليه وسلم  (May Peace be upon him) said

:”The worst of people with Allah on the day of judgment are the two-faced.”

 Remember that we can fool people but we can’t fool Allah who is all- hearer and all-knower  .And fooling his creature  is equally  dangerous for being kind to others is  a sign of our unconditional faith, a  key to his love and our  passport to  heaven as prophet Muhammad said’“You will not enter paradise until you have faith. And you will not complete your faith until you love one another.” Hence Allah despises the hypocrites whose actions are not congruent with their intentions and loves those who worship him as though they see him . Abu Huraira (may Allah be pleased with him) narrated that the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) said:‘if Allah loves a person, He calls Jibrael saying, ’Allah loves so and so; O Jibrael love him.’ And make an announcement amongst the inhabitants of the heaven: “Allah loves so and so therefore you should love him also, and so all the inhabitants of the heaven would love him, and then he is granted the pleasures of the people on the earth.” [Al-Bukhari and Muslim].

So let’s wage a war against bad intentions and dark thoughts .Let’s  tame them in the same way we tamed rebellious  waves  and conquered lofty mountains . Let  our words and actions be a mirror of genuine and kind thoughts and pure intentions not only because we are blessed creatures into whom Allah  breathed his soul and evil doesn’t befit us.Let’s  pour into the world kindness for “Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless. Mother Teresa. 

Written by arabian roses

 

My poem ‘The War of the Roses was published in Jordan =)

http://projectpen.me/post/42668216601/sihem-hammouda-war-of-the-roses

 

Invade your heart ,steal his beats and tune them to the symphony of love ! (part 2)

That he’s different from you doesn’t mean he’s subordinate to you. Difference is the fount of knowledge, enrichment and enlightenment and beauty. Allah has created legion of different species of flowering plants, animals,fish, and human. Nature taught all creatures to live in peace and harmony for in their differences lies the essence of their survival. But she failed to tame human beings whose differences set their hearts apart ,and torn the map of their souls.You can sow the field of the other and he can pick the fruits ,that allured his mind ,or soul or heart ,from yours .I’m the other ,you’re the other .I can teach you a lot about my world to understand it better  and you can enlighten me about yours too  in return to not tread on some traps that might ruin the bridge of harmony we’re trying to build together .Because to understand how the other’s world works, is the secret of a strong bond .So ,when the other steps into your territory ,gift him a big basket that is replete with amazing traditions, inspiring folktales ,healing stories, instead of aiming your rifle to his heart.

Written by arabian roses

Invade your heart, steal his beats and tune them to the symphony of love! (part 1)

That she or he left you behind doesn’t mean you’re not worth his /her love .It doesn’t mean  that she or he is ungrateful either. Beginnings  are like delivering  child ;they’re painful ,but they bear life within them . Breaking up is a beginning.It’s a sea that is replete with  pearls of hope, of life,of love, and of change  .You just have to bend down and gather them to make  out of them a necklace to put around the life and take  that crown of sadness, off her beautiful head. Remember  when you look back at those days , to look at them with grateful heart ,because she or he set you free to taste the happiness that  you deserve, a happiness that you didn’t know with him or her.You wish  sometimes that you can turn the clock back to do things differently to make things work .You wouldn’t wish that if that person is worthless. Deep down you believe  there is good in him or her,and that  giving up on you doesn’t mean she  /he is not . The earth never bears grudge against the earthquake  ,because she knows ,it’s nature’s way to  start a new beginning  the next day. There is no timeless  earthquake , nor timeless  sadness either.

 

love! love! love!

 Love! love! love!  It’s my command for you today . Make it a rule in your life .

Love your wife whose beauty couldn’t stand the test of time but her genuine love for you does .Love her  because she will be your wife in heaven but she will be more gorgeous and younger. Her grey hair and wrinkles are God’s way to test your love.  Never give up on your wives .

Love your kids  who are the jewelry of life . If you doubt that pay a visit to  a childless home and you will seize the blessings of having a child  .

Love your neighbors  .I remember my mother telling me that  even paradise won’t be a pleasant place to live in  without people.

Love your work or find something you love and rejoice in doing even making paper planes or paper boats ,I love doing that !  You can go to places you have never been on a paper boat and can be any  person you want to be in a paper plane.

I wonder why when the word “love” caressing our senses we blush  or look away to not let other see the effect of that word on our souls .I wonder why when being kids, we  didn’t feel that way . We were not afraid of that word  .” I love you ”  was a message from  our heart that we just delivered to the receiver instantly and directly without crossing any bridges or choosing any short cuts . And delivering that  verbal letter of love  was always accompanied with a smile of triumph  not a pinch of  regret.I wonder why when we grew up , the word  “I love you ” filled us with shame,guilt and fear. It’s shame because we  should not take the first  step to confess our love .It’s guilt  because a decent person doesn’t fall in love . Some say love is taboo. It’s fear of rejection. Why does love comply to rules but hatred doesn’t .Why do people feel at ease when expressing their hatred and contempt but ashamed and reluctant when  confessing  their  love.Why beautiful feelings are always enchained  but negative feelings are flowing free everywhere.

 

Written by arabian roses

 

P.S  I would be so grateful if you  draw may attention to any mistakes you may find in the article above =)

 

Just pack of lies

Why do some people say things they don’t really mean? Just cold bare words !What if their lies become the only beautiful home someone somewhere  feels safe between its ribs.Then we wonder where all those homelss hearts come from!

Why do we give up on people just because we couldn’t understand them or tolerate their differences? We ‘re willing to read a book millions of times to decode its meaning , but we fail to decipher a human soul’s gaze or tear or sigh  ! Why do books become more expensive than human souls?

Why does “I love you” become a bait  some use to fool and to take advantage of  other  instead of  warming  their hearts?

Why do some love ,enjoy and keep hurting the ones who love them truly and unconditionally  though they know the malicious  hurt they’re causing them?

written by me!

 

At last my book is available on Lulu !

Be your own hero!

Be your own hero !  You don’t have to  carve a hero from the bones of Napoleon or  Alexander the great and erect it in your heart to lead you  or to inspire you . Just set free the shy hero lurking  within you. Trust his directions ,the way they trusted theirs and if the road is obstructed , dig your way through the earth . Never  give up  when your fingers bleed ;bind your wounds and resume the fight  because you must learn how to conquer pain for you’re born free . Let your will subdue the pain . Time heals bruises but  not regrets  so  be intrepid and take the initiative . Seek inspiration in your soul not in theirs  so that  when you tame the lofty mountains  some day , history will  bow before your strength  not  that of Samson ,before your wisdom not that of  Hannibal . Remember you ‘re born to walk  by  the side of great men not behind them .

 Written by arabian roses

happy reading =)

 

 

 

I’m So happy because of you today Soumya ,thank you dear friend =)

It’s another  beautiful gem that Soumya gave  to me to furnish my blog ,it’s The Silver Quilt Blogger Award, I adOre silver jewelery!

If you’re curious to know who Soumya is ,you’re welcome to visit her beautiful kingdom here ,all that you have to do is to walk staright then turn left to find yourself standing before a lofty castle the garden  of which i covered by  sweet-smelling poems and genuine feelings it’s http://soumyav.wordpress.com/ I’m sure you will lOve your stay there =)

The rules for this award, if you choose to accept, are to paste the logo of this award on the top of your post. Thank the person who nominated you and answer the questions below. Nominate 5 or more people, list them and let them know that they have been nominated.

The 5 people whom I would like to nominate for this award are:

1-http://zentcreativeblog.com/

2-http://picturebandit.wordpress.com/

3-http://subhanzein.wordpress.com/

4-http://dragoneystory.wordpress.com/

5-http://rolasaady.wordpress.com/

Do you prefer rhyming or non-rhyming poetry?
I love both .

What’s your favourite Shakespeare Play?

King Lear.

Who is your favourite author?

Daniel Steel.

Name three people who you greatly admire.

Prophet Muhammad May peace be upon him,Omar Ibn El Khatab peace upon him.

What’s your favourite album ever?

I love all beautiful songs 🙂

Which primary colour do you most dislike?

Grey

 

Enjoy it =)

arabian roses

Was it worth it?

 

Was it worth it to let a  friend in need down ?   If you do, who’s then  going to carry your coffin? Only a friend’s shoulder can bear the weight of your cold bones.Was it worth it to scream at your old mother ? If you do, how  then are you going to pay her lost whispers  to sooth  your  young frail soul  back? Only your tender voice can empower her weakness.

Was it worth it to unveil a woman or a man’s sins ?  If you do, how then do you expect the Almighty to cover yours? Only your prayers for them can dim the darkness of sin in you.

Was it worth it to argue with your neighbor on worldly possessions? If you do then who’s going to dig your grave? Only a neighbor and a father and a son weep when entrusting the earth with you .

Was it worth it to take life from people ? If you do ,then who’s going to share with you winter ? Only human beings love dancing under  the rain.

Was it worth it to fight for worldly possessions that we will leave behind us when we die and take none ?  Was it worth it to spend all our lifetime drowned  in hatred because of tiny differences that  Allah has created to keep monotony and brooding clouds away from our life and grow seeds of compassion in our souls?

Written by arabian roses

The Sole Moon

 

When your night is starless,don’t blame the lonely  moon. Laugh ,because laughter is contagious, and you will see glowing souls  adorning  the bare sky.

When your flowers fade away,don’t blame the rain. Cry ,and they will wake up, flowers love playing tricks to see how much you love them.When your heart is broken , don’t blame love.  Gather the pieces and gift them to hope. He will find the right person to seal them.

When you fall down,don’t blame life.From ingratitude of others we learn to be grateful.We appreciate our blessings only when losing them.

When your shoes were torn, don’t blame the rocky road.Walk barefoot and feel  its soft soul.That was nature’s plot to notice her and to be nice to her.

When a friend betrays you,don’t blame honesty. It’s Lord ‘s way to jog your memory.Look back  at your life mirror,you might have betrayed  a friend unknowingly once  and he or she is waiting for your hearty apology.

Writtrn by arabian roses

Azan makes Muslims and non muslims cry

Hide the vices

I wish you to write a review for my blog =) and I will be sO happy if you do that =)

I should be happy and obliged if you volunteer to write a few words about my blog on the following page https://siheem.wordpress.com/your-review-for-my-blog/  .Thank you . =)

 

 

Give your plant pot a seashell necklace

Sea shells are souvenirs from the sea to eternise one’s sweet moments ,moments we held dear  . So sprinkle them around you  eveywhere and in every way .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prepared by arabian roses

If you are an atheist congratulation!

Woman is a diamon

 

 

Dawn Rain

We woke up at  3:00 am for  Suhur , which is a predawn meal in Ramadan , prayed , and read few chapters from Quran then all retreated  to their rooms to take a rest. It was 5:00 am when it started drizzling. I was sitting at my desk staring at my notebook trying to write something but to no avail , my heart ‘s whispers wouldn’t come  . I guess I have writer’s block . My spiral notebook is in a mess , it was a gift from my twin brother  and I  have to piece together its pages before he sees  that . I love spiral notebooks but I fail to keep them one piece . It’s like I have a  graveyard of notebooks.

The house was so quiet .Crowing of roosters was overwhelming the serene horizon perfumed with  drizzle beads . I jumped from my seat and headed towards  the French window and opened it  to greet the morning rain . I smiled  at the sky  that was studded with generous grey clouds . Deep down I know that  Mika’el the angel of rain was soothing the heat of the earth by bathing its summer breeze before muslims start their fourth day of fasting by the command of Allah .

We fast  14 hours a day  in my home country . We abstain from eating and drinking from dawn to dusk and they’re very precious moments  that a muslim treasures and the  joy of breaking fast is unrivalled . Everything about Ramadan is rewarding , so is the  feeling it creates within us ,that of  gratefulness for being a muslim .When the sun goes down  indicating time to  break our fast , with the very first sip of water a fathomable but intangible feeling overwhelms me . A   feeling  that  I  know where it comes from but words can’t describe it . A feeling that makes my soul  recite merely  “there is no God but Allah ” . 

 

Written by arabian roses

 

If I have ever bothered you please read this

 

  I am not using you

 

I translated your works because I found them  stunning and the message it bears within  is so beautiful and pure that it can touch all souls and  all hearts  regardless of their  origin or beliefs  and I wanted to sprinkle that . When I was  a little girl  I read the masterpieces of  Shakespeare and fairy tales  that were translated in arabic  for I couldn’t read them in English that time  , I still remember them to this day . I see translation as a wind  that carries thoughts  everywhere ,that’s why I love it so much . I don’t translate your works to gain hits or readers . I don’t translate your works because I can’t write my original poems or stories. I do because I rejoice in translating them . I enjoyed and learned something precious from them and I wanted others to do so. When finishing translating your work I always end up with a basket of beautiful vocabulary and structures . Deep down I feel grateful for you  for the trust you gave me , for the happy face you gift me when you see your pieces of writing translated into another language and for learning from them  .

 

“If you hate difference, you’ll be bored to death.”

 

In difference lies beauty and growth . As a wise man told me once : “i always like your opinions, even if i do not agree with them. i prefer you openly disagree with me because maybe you will convince me that i am wrong. if you silently pass me by, i don’t have a chance to learn from you.”  . I took his words and  made of them a necklace ,beautiful one to remind me to be courageous and speak my mind . He taught me not to be afraid to have my  own thoughts . Having a different opinion than you ,or throwing light on  a topic from a different angle doesn’t mean that I ‘m doing that to disrespect you , bother you or belittle  you or belie your statement . Difference is knowledge exchange as it reveals many things or some of the  things we miss or we didn’t know . Without challenging  the opinion  of the other  , the flat earth theory would   be viable to this day.

 

I am not a stalker

 

I love pondering over every article I read , I sometimes take notes . I’m on vacation now till school will be  open again on  15 september inshallah and I seize this chance to read everything about everything and you works are included so if you find me visiting your blog more than thrice a day  or more please don’t worry I’m not a stalker  , I love reading old works of you as well ,if you feel  uncomfortable with my visits please let me know I have the right to know and I will never  tread your territory ever.

 

 I apologise if my comments  have ever bothered you

I apologise if my visits  have ever bothered you

I apologise if  translating your work has ever bothered you

I apologise if me challenging your opinion on your own territory has ever  bothered you

I apologise for everything I did bothered you but I couldn’t realize that . I hope you accept my apology for I wouldn’t be  happy knowing someone somewhere is upset at me.

 

arabian roses

 

 

Roses have thorns too

Few days I made my mind to take a rest from writing ,but today I saw a video   waging a vicious war on us Muslims  . I must say that the video was hilarious but  disgusting  ,it makes you  feel sick  for it shows nothing but the falsehood of the belief of the talker who  doesn’t know  even what he was talking about . It makes blood boil from jealousy as well for  hearing  ignorant  spreading hatred about Islam without knowing its true essence  . As a result  I decided to bring my blog to life again , people should  know there is a red line not to cross when talking about Islam and prophet Muhammad peace upon him and Jesus peace upon him too. 

 

Sweet dreams tender earth =)

Heaven Perfume

Virgin , pristine , spotless are gems  that stud  a Muslimah’s crown , once the sparkle of which  is dimmed under the shade of  sin , she will be looked upon  as  morally loose , wrong-doer and  worthless .

In Islam , woman is a token of chastity , so is man . Allah honored man by enjoining  woman to  keep herself  chaste and honored woman by enjoining man to keep himself chaste as well , and transgressing that divine law  begets nothing but  Allah’s wrath  and self-disgust.

 

Chastity is not a trophy  that  Muslimah  can win only by  taking  vows  of chastity  .  She doesn’t have to   shun  people  as though they were leprous  and  imprison herself in a lofty tower . She  doesn’t have to spend her lifetime only  in  praying  and contemplation  either . From  dawn to dusk , a true Muslimah is in worship ,  fulfilling all the parts that Allah has blessed  with , appreciating and rejoicing  in all the worldly blessings Allah has endowed her with  but within his divine rules .She is that chase maiden who prays , fasts , and obeys her parents and helps relatives . She is that  chase wife who  shields her husband  from sins and fornication and honors him in her presence and his absence  . She is that chase devout mother whom Allah promised heaven  for the tough times she went through during   pregnancy , child delivery  , breast-feeding  and watching over  her children , and guiding them  .  The Prophet Muhammad said, may Allah’s peace and blessings be upon him: Your Heaven lies under the feet of your mother (Ahmad, Nasai). Allah says in his holy book  “We have enjoined on man kindness to his parents; in pain did his mother bear him, and in pain did she give him birth” (46:15).

 

Allah rewards  mothers who  harbor seeds of life in their wombs and tend  them till they grow into  beautiful creatures that will carry the message of life and truth  till the day of judgement  and thus  denouncing renunciation and monasticism as they violate one of Allah’s commandment  and make unlawful good things that Allah made lawful  in both holy books  Quran and bible which is marriage and giving birth to children. Allah says

 

“-[2:223]  Your women are the bearer of your seed.  Thus, you may enjoy this privilege however you like, so long as you maintain righteousness.  You shall observe God, and know that you will meet Him.  Give good news to the believers.” (Quran)

 

 -“26 God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the birds of the sky, and over the livestock, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.” 27 God created man in his own image. In God’s image he created him; male and female he created them. 28 God blessed them. God said to them, “Be fruitful, multiply, fill the earth, and subdue it.” (Genesis ,Old testament).

 

Renunciation is  unreasonable . It’s a  machine the inner working of it  shows that it is a  human creation  for it is defective  . So is monasticism  .What would happen to earth if all women  choose  to turn into nuns ? What would be the future of humanity when males find themselves alone as all females  locked themselves in  a desolate  house ? How man will be able to ” fill the earth ” as God enjoins him to do?  . Does that mean  that mothers and wives  are not loved by God ?  Are mothers creatures  who do not seek God’s grace  and pursue  worldly pleasures instead  ? If God created male and female to ” be fruitful,to multiply , fill the earth.” how can a nun claim that she is an  obedient servants  of God while she  breaks one of his prominent rules  ?

 

Muslimah is a gem , original one not fake. Even when she commits a mistake her repentance made her sparkle  enlighten  the entire earth   for she knows that  there is Allah to turn to when deviating from the straight path .  Allah who doesn’t  put a barrier  called mediator to listen to his servants’ pleas  . Allah who ” has greater joy at the repentance of one His slaves when he turns towards Him than one of you would have over his mount, which, having escaped from him with his food and drink in the middle of the desert so that he has despaired of finding it and gone to a tree to lie down in its shade, suddenly appears standing by him while he is in that state, so that he takes its reins and then says out of the intensity of his joy, ‘O Allah, You are my slave and I am Your Lord!’ getting confused because of his intense joy. ”  That’s the Muslimah . She follows Allah’s commands ,and appreciates all the blessing  within her, and those around her  within the frame of Allah and she will always do till the day of judgement .

 

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gOod night and sweet dreams tender earth =)

Don’t forget to say “I love you” to those you love ,have a gorgeous night whoever you are ,wherever you are =)

You cross the line and you have to step back !

You draw a Muslim as a wolfman who  preys  only on  flesh and blood  of the innocent  in your poem that drips  with hatred , prejudice , bitterness  and  ignorance . You  have imprisoned all Muslims  in a bottle  you call ” The suicide Bombers”  and released giant misleading thoughts and unfounded  allegations . You talk as though you know everything about Islam , Quran and  Prophet Muhammad’s words may peace be upon him . But you have zero knowledge about us .

 

 

♥There is no room for  hatred in a true muslim’s heart , that muslim who follows Allah’s commandments and Prophet Muhammad’s teaching .  A true muslim is raised to love , to forgive , and to spread life not to rob it . “The messenger of God said to me (Anas), Son, if you are able , keep your heart from morning till night and from night till morning free from malice towards  anyone ; then he said, Oh! My son, this is one of my laws, and he who loves my laws loves me.”♥

♥A true muslim  respects his  non-muslim neighbor and he has  duties towards him including protecting his interests when he is absent , showing him respect when he is present, helping  him when he is inflicted with any injustice  , not remaining on look-out to detect his faults ; and if , by any chance , he happens to know any undesirable thing about him , hides it from others . And, at the same time,  he tries to desist him from improper habits, if there is any chance that he will listen to him , never leaving him alone in any calamity,forgive him, if he has done any wrong .♥

♥ That was and is  the teaching of our beloved Muhammad peace upon him  whom  Allah Subhanoho wa-T’ala Says to him in The Holy Quran:

وَمَا أَرْسَلْنَاكَ إِلَّا رَحْمَةً لِّلْعَالَمِين

“And We have not sent you except as a mercy to mankind.” (The Prophets 21:107).

Our beloved  prophet Muhammad may peace be upon him, enjoins us to show mercy towards non-muslims as he had always done . Some of his neighbors were non-muslims. He would be kind to them like the  Jewish poor family he would regularly gave charity to . Even after his death , Muslims maintained his charity towards them . Another story bears witness to his mercy ,that of Christian delegation from Ethiopian churches  who came to Medina and  the Prophet opened up his mosque for them to stay in, hosted them generously, and personally served them meals. He said:“They were generous to our companions, so I wish to be generous to them in person…” ♥

♥A true Muslim doesn’t take lives  either for life is sacred even that of small creatures and Allah the almighty will chastise those who   trespass his commandment  about that . Prophet Muhammad peace be upon him too preaches kindness not cruelty and hatred . It is narrated that during a journey the Prophet left his companion for a while. During his absence, his companion saw a bird called hummara and took two young ones away from the mother bird. The mother bird was circling above in the air, beating its wings in grief, when the Prophet came back and said: “Who has hurt the feelings of this bird by taking its young? Return them to her”. The Prophet companion then replaced the offspring in the same bush.Another stories tells that on the way to a battle, the Prophet army marched towards Makkah (now known as Mecca) to conquer it, they passed a female dog with puppies. The Prophet not only gave orders that the mother dog and puppies should not be hurt or disturbed, but posted a man to see that this was done.

 

♥A true muslim is not a murder or a ” suicid bomber ” . Allah condemns killing the innocent . Allah ,the almighty says in his holy book:

[Quran 60:8] GOD does not enjoin you from befriending those who do not fight you because of religion, and do not evict you from your homes. You may befriend them and be equitable towards them. GOD loves the equitable.

[Quran 8:61] If they resort to peace, so shall you, and put your trust in GOD. He is the Hearer, the Omniscient.

[Quran 4:90]”…Therefore, if they leave you alone, refrain from fighting you, and offer you peace, then GOD gives you no excuse to fight them.”

You refer to all muslims as “suicid bombers”  in your poem and that’s wrong, and illogical and too judgmental . You disdain suicid bombers  for taking  lives of  the innocent while you point an accusing  finger at  people ,calling them murders ,stripping them of their honor, kindness and humanity on the ground that a muslim  exploded himself . You try to ruin the reputation of people  who don’t know anything about harming others . Allah don’t punish people for the faults of others , each has to take the responsibility of  their actions. Who gave you the right to judge people ? you don’t even know their names ,their background,their culture, or their dreams !

♥I am  muslim and  I am proud of being Muslim for Islam preaches love, tolerance, altruism and compassion .With every Dawn prayer ,with every Ramadan, with every new sunrise and new sunset ,I praise Allah for being a muslim for the serenity I feel is beyond description .♥

Please make sure   not to twist my words  when reporting them next time . I didn’t say suicider  bomb sisters and brothers  in Islam  . I said sister and brother in Islam , it was a warm greeting that you twisted its meaning .It would be more credible and honest to  report my words as they are  for honesty  is a fabric of us as human  too  isn’t it?

 

 

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Bonjour tout le monde =)

WordPress is so quiet tonight ; then I wish you gorgeous night :)

Wish you peaceful nights peaceful dreams =)

May your day unfold with ease and grace lovely universe =)

Have sweet night tender hearts =)

GoOd morning gorgeous earth ,tender sea =)

Peaceful night tired souls =)

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21 little things about me

1-I love Greek mythology .

2-I love Korean music.

3- I love foreign languages. So far  I  have learned  4 languages : Arabic , French, English and Italian. My Italian is dying because of lack of practice. Recently I have started taking  Spanish  lessons.

4- I love cats so much . Once I had more than 10 cats .They’re fascinating creatures.

5- I don’t love crowd.

6- I have twin brother who is the world to me.

7- I love books so much .

8- I love writing fictional stories the characters of which are real .

9-I love ice cream with chocolate flavor sO much.

10- I love daisy flowers.

11- I love  the rain sO much.

12-I love me being a woman.

13- I believe that a true man  is  someone who is true to his word .  It is the essence of manhood .  I  also believe that there are two types of men ,one is the knight ,the second is half-man.

14- I believe that virtual friendship is as important as real one. I appreciate  ,miss, worry about my virtual friends . I do love them too.

15-I’m stubborn and short-tempered .It’s a disastrous combination  .

16-I love making wind chime out of seashells, I love the music they send out when embracing the summer breeze.

17- I love apples ,it’s my favorite fruit ever.

18- I love getting up at the dawn .

19-I love silver jewelry sO much.

20- I do thank our fig tree, greet cats,and feed ants.

21- I do believe in the power of prayer .

 

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It takes two to tango

 

Whenever a woman  asks for divorce , all point an accusing finger at her . All are all ears when  narrating evil stories about her  but  deaf to her pleas to listen to her part of story as well. Even when she is a victim of  emotional and physical violence, she shoulders most of the blame .

 

That wife brings marriage  to closure,   proves  that man hasn’t praised  Allah’s grace upon him .  Woman is a soft creature who cherishes appreciation , respect , comfort and love. When a husband  fails to teach  her how to  adjust in his world softly and safely she will seek another territory where she can have a space of her own or set up her own kingdom  to live free from fear , abuse , prejudice and misjudgment.

 

 

A wife has countless rights over her husband, when not fulfilled , her trust and respect vanish and when they do, love perish for love is born  of respect.

 

All women , no matter where they come from , no matter who they’re  , are one and the same  .They love to be tended like a rose , treasured like a precious stone , listened to like sea ripples and taken care of  like a child  for  Allah the glorified and the exalted has created them as  Prophet  Muhammad peace upon him said, ” from a rib and the most crooked portion of the rib is its upper part; if you try to straighten it, it will break, and if you leave it, it will remain crooked, so I urge you to take care of the women.” (Sahih Bukhari, Volume 7, Book 62, Number 114).

 

Remember , if a woman  has ever trod your gracious land, to appreciate her as she is  and never try to change her because putting up with  her flaws or silly habits is a token of your unconditional love . Rememeber to overlook  her mistakes . By doing so, you teach her to overlook and forgive yours .  Remember  to keep your angers secrets from her  for your home  is nothing but a  sanctuary  where only hymns of love and compassion must be sung as a woman’s  soul is so soft  that  angry talks can  break her. Spare no effort to help her with household chores . One day the Messenger of Allah peace upon him paid a visit to the house of Ali and Fatemah  peace upon them . He saw that Ali  was sieving the pulses and Fatemah  was busy cooking. On observing this the Prophet  may peace be upon him remarked, “O Ali, I do not speak except what is revealed to me. Anyone who helps his wife in her domestic affairs obtains a reward of one year of worship equal to the amount of hair on his body. This year of worship will be as if he has fasted during its days and prayed during its nights. Allah will reward him equal to the reward of all the patient ones, Hazrat Dawood (a.s.) and Hazrat Isa (a.s.).”

Marriage is a story that you can make of it a fairytale the characters in it live happily ever after  just with simple but hearty and loving smiles , apologies,gifts  or surprises.

 

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A cup of hot good morning =)

Sweet dreams ,sweet moments Sweet souls =)

GoOd morning lovely earth =) have an amazing day today =)

Good night lovely earth =)

Salam lovely world =)

I wish you lovely night lovely bloggers and non-bloggers ;)

GoOd night gorgeous earth =)

GoOd morning lovely universe =)

A hearty apology from a muslim woman to a Christian woman (blog Flowergirl4831)

• I don’t know where you come from  but I know that miles ,mountains and seas  which set us apart   can’t t break that human bridge  . I wish I knew your name for friends call each others by their name  and it seems I’m a friend because   you called me so . I would love to tell you that Me being a muslim,and YOU  being a Christian ,or he  being a muslim and she being a christian doesn’t give us the right to hurt or insult each other. I disdain any  Muslim who forgets  who he is and crosses lines Islam commands us not to trespass when dealing with others let alone when they’re non muslims. A muslim, as  our beloved Prophet  may peace be upon him  said: “The Muslim is not an accuser, curser, curser with evil tongue (big curser), or minor curser“.

I  also disdain any Christian who …. I can’t even have the courage and the power to write the words ,it feels like it ribs my heart to pieces – who insults our dearly loved Prophet Muhammad  may be peace upon him . It’s not  Jesus’s  legacy to curse or insult.

A muslim is not a curser, neither  is a Christian .We can talk ,discuss,enlighten each others  gently.We can also answer each other’s questions to clarify  sombre thoughts clouding our sense of good judgement softly . Remember that insults or offensive names will add salt to injury .You’re doing harm to Islam by betraying what Allah and his messenger has entrusted with  as Allah and his prophet Muhammad  may be peace upon him command us to be kind to non-muslims . Allah says

“God does not forbid you from those who do not fight you because of religion and do not expel you from your homes – from dealing kindly and justly with them.  Indeed, God loves those who act justly.  God only forbids you from those who fight you because of religion and expel you from your homes and aid in your expulsion – (forbids) that you make allies of them.  And whoever makes allies of them, then it is those who are the wrongdoers.” (Quran 60:8-9)

Remember that some of  our beloved prophet Muhammad’s neighbors  were non-muslim and  he would be generous to them ,visit them when they’re sick and help them in rough time. That is his of legacy mercy and kindness .

Allah endowed you with a precious blessing  ; being able to write  and read ,so use that gift to draw the  beautiful picture  of   the muslim instead of uglifying  by your insults and  aggressive way  that is strongly disdained by Islam. Violence begets violence . Hatred  begets hatred . Genuine true love begets nothing but a genuine true  love. Tame the power of your pen to unveil the beauty of Islam and mend their misjudgment. Write and when you write  do it  with honor .Prayer  too  is more powerful than violence so pray . Allah and his angels pray  . Abu Umama reported that the Messenger of Allah said, “Allah AND His angels AND the people of the heavens AND the earth, EVEN the ants in their rocks AND the fish, PRAY for blessings on those who teach people good.” [at-Tirmidhi] (Aisha Bewley, Riyad as-Salihin (The Meadows of the Righteous), Book of Knowledge, 241. Chapter: the excellence of knowledge

Rememeber also that through the journey of your life you  must have come across  non-muslims  who respect you being a muslim tha  they are careful when picking their words to not cross lines with you because they know that a muslim should be treated with respect. I have met some . So let’s not lose a friend  who would defend Islam guided by  the  beautiful and genuine picture we gift them  .

I hope you read those words ,they’re meant for you ,you sound upset and sad and that saddens me . You said you have friends who are muslims ,believe it or not a muslim can make  a great friend  when following what Islam commands  him or her  to do ,as friends have rights ,  holy ones so never ever give up on them .

 

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Smile to the morning,someday will thank him or her for letting you go =)

Have a gorgeous night or day wherever you are ,whoever you are =)

Invincible army of love

Some build a tower around themselves and with every passing day that tower gets higher and higher and the soul behind its walls becomes  unconquerable filling  the heart of those who pass by  with amusement , bewilderment  and fear.

Historically, that  tower dated back to an ancient time of painful stories that set the heart and  the soul of the his lord or lady on fire of resentment, hatred and isolation  ,it’s a human tower.

Some build them but deep down they hope someday someone  will find the key to set them free and douse that fire .They wait for  an invasion of  an invincible army of genuine human  compassion and pure love . Lets’ not spin horrifying stories about the lord or the lady of the stony  tower  .Let’s leave no stone unturned to find the key to the heart of that tower . The other is full of kindness, love and knowledge .Let’s not leave space for misjudgment or pride to dash one’s hope to rejoice in hi or her company.

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5 things you should know about woman in Islam

1-Having  a daughter  or a sister brings  heaven at your feet

 

In pre-islamic arabia , girls were  buried alive .“When news is brought to one of them, of [the birth of] a female [child], his face darkens, and he is filled with inward grief! With shame does he hide himself from his people, because of the bad news he has received! Shall he keep this [child] despite the contempt [which he feels for it] or shall he bury it in the dust? Oh, evil is indeed whatever they decide!” – The Quran (16:58-59) .

But  Islam  has come to draw the curtain on this devious ritual  to teach  barbarians that daughters are nothing but undrained  fount of blessing that  Allah  has promised  those who are kind to their  daughters or  their sisters a place in paradise .Also ,Quran chastises Parents who choose sons over daughters .Like  boys , girls must be provided with everything that will turn them  into  successful , and pious  persons.

 

 

2-Woman is a precious pearl

 

Woman’s hijab is her  holy armor against luscious gazes .She is as precious as sea pearls and earth diamonds. The sea engulfs greedy ships to harbor his pearls. Mountains shield their  diamonds  and so does hijab. Muslim woman loves her hijab and she doesn’t wear it against her will ,a truth that  those who hate Islam do everything in their power to twist it and portray  Muslim woman as a slave deprived of her freedom.

 

3-Woman is  not a public property

 

Woman’s body is sacred in Islam .His secrets must be unveiled only to a husband . When disgracing it, woman will be stoned to death or whipped  to purify her body and soul  .

Allah  wants  man to appreciate woman ,to respect her, to honor her and to love her , and fornication is not the decent way to embody  all that.What apperciation is in putting woman through rough times because of  unwanted pregnancy .What love is in shunning woman after  preying on her body and soul  just because man thought he was in love with her but it turned it wasn’t .

 

4-Woman is treasured as a wife

 

The most  divine moments  shared  by woman and man are  sacred  that Allah commanded  husbands to be kind to their wives . A man for instance is forbidden from forcing his wife  to sex  “O ye who believe! Ye are forbidden to inherit women against their will. Nor should ye treat them with harshness, that ye may take away part of the dower [money given by the husband to the wife for the marriage contract] ye have given them, except where they have been guilty of open lewdness; on the contrary live with them on a footing of kindness and equity. If ye take a dislike to them it may be that ye dislike a thing, and God brings about through it a great deal of good (Qu’ran An-nisa 19)

Anal sex and sex during menstruation are prohibited for their ominous health hazards  as well .“If anyone [resorts to a diviner and believes in what he says (according) to the version of Musa) or] has intercourse with his wife (according to the agreed version) when she is menstruating, or has intercourse with his wife through her anus, he has nothing to do with what has been sent down to Muhammad.”—Narrated by Abu Hurairah, Book of Divination and Omens.

Suna Abu Dawud.

 

5-Why 4 wives?

 

Woman  has outnumbered  men , and  man’s  marrying  four women is Allah’s wisdom to keep woman from falling  in the abyss of evil  and protect society .

It should be noted that  Allah allows but does not command a man  to have four women .And when  marrying 4 , he has to treat them equally. Allah says:
“Marry women of your choice, two or three, or four; but if you fear that you shall not be able to deal justly (with them), then only one or (the slaves) that your right hands possess. That is nearer to prevent you from doing injustice.” [4:3]

or he has to have just one wife . Marriage is  so sanctified that Allah’s throne shakes when the sacred bond between husband and wife is broken . In Islam woman must be honored  for she holds all secrets of life ,beauty and love.

 

Woman’s curse

Abortion is like turning down Allah’s gift .This is what children are ; they’re a holy gift. Some appreciate it , embrace it, and tend it like a rose till it blooms .Others discard it mercilessly. In a single moment of weakness, selfishness and loneliness, woman can make the worst mistake in her entire life, and the most hideous crime on earth ; dousing the flame of the life of her own child.

remember that parenting is a blessing.  It can be a far-reaching dream for some, while it’s standing at your life door .So instead of strangling the fount of life in you, celebrate it,nurture that seed of life , hope and unconditional love within you.

Children are special gift  that  gets more precious and precious day in , day out . They’re full of  endless surprises, joyous ones. That kid will grow to become a decent  man or woman to protect you against time’s broken promises, and  to sooth your old age. Even if birds  migrate , they always come back to their old home, a home the floor of which is yearning to feel the touch of your kid ‘s toes .

Remember that you’re  not only going to rob  your child of his or her right to try a capricious but beautiful life, of his right  to know what love and joy is , and of his right  to harvest victory after failure ,but you’re also going to  deny yourself  the chance to experience a sublime feeling ;being a mother who  rejoices in seeing  that flower blooms as she or he is  feeding on your  soil  no matter how exhausted you feel or ugly you look.

Also, to  Legitimate  abortion  teaches people that they can get away with their misdeeds. Outcomes cannot be eliminated all the time ,sometimes we have to live with  them.The latter can be beyond endurance that they  will cost one’s life, but they’re the fruit of your choice and you have to pick up them  even  rotten fruits .For instance ,in Muslim society pre-marital sex is forbidden and a woman ‘s pregnancy  out of marriage will cost her  -after delivering her child -her life . A passing desire flamed by liquor or drug will cost lives or honor and termination of pregnancy will add salt to  injury.

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Dream high !

Lost recipe of happiness

People  around us keep  showering   recipe  of happiness on us , recipes  they tried and worked and they wish with all their heart to work for us  the way they worked for them , to  bring us happiness that  we end up with  a package of happiness . Some recipes  leave  us bewildered ,as we ‘re not sure which one  to choose . Others muddy the serenity and contentment within us as we start  questioning whether  the happiness we live  is true or fake for none of those recipes is compatible with ours .

Happiness  is not a recipe to try ,it can’t be taught either. It’s a unique experience .Sometimes it takes  time   to figure out what makes us happy .Sometimes  we have to endure pain  and loss  to figure out the essence of our happiness .

Some  weave their cloak  of  happiness   from the unconditional love  of a mother , from  helping  people  they barely know, from the mere thought that sharing their  loaf with a homeless keeps hunger at bay ,from  kissing  their  father’s  forehead when asking  forgiveness for raising their   voice rudely or from  seeing others happy even though  they  have a slight share  of their  happiness.

Others  see happiness as a bubble  ; it withers once they have it so they spend their entire life in  the pursuit of things they don’t have and they don’t need .  Happiness is to have what is  in other’s hands as well .

Happiness can wear many masks ;some masks  are  ugly .Other masks  are beautiful and it’s t up to us to choose which one to wear and once choice is defined by   one’s  up bringing, religious belief,  other’s expectations or the way one   feels about themselves .

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Listen to you

The sole moon

When your night is starless,don’t blame the lonely  moon. Laugh ,because laughter is contagious, and you will see glowing souls  adorning  the bare sky.

When your flowers fade away,don’t blame the rain. Cry ,and they will wake up, flowers love playing tricks to see how much you love them.

When your heart is broken , don’t blame love.  Gather the pieces and gift them to hope. He will find the right person to seal them.

When you fall down,don’t blame life.From ingratitude of others we learn to be grateful.We appreciate our blessings only when losing them.

When your shoes were torn, don’t blame the rocky road.Walk barefoot and feel  its soft soul.That was nature’s plot to notice her and to be nice to her.

When a friend betrays you,don’t blame honesty. It’s Lord ‘s way to jog your memory.Look back  at your life mirror,you might have betrayed  a friend unknowingly once .

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Pains are like mountains

Human coins

We are like  coins.Capricious life keeps tossing  us mercilessly  but when we fall down, we expect people watching to see both sides of us not only one , not only the ugly side.

Always the beloved beautiful daughter in law or the loving wife  becomes  roots of all evil and must be shunned like a leprous once signed divorce papers. Always ,the dedicated father  turns into a devil’s accomplice once he disinherited his child.What about seeing the other side of the coin, that you have always enjoyed .She might be messy, but sometimes a wife becomes one when she’s torn between family obligation and work.She  is in bad mood .Well a wife can be a nuisance in the neck if you try to twist her genuine self.

Try to polish the side of the coin that your anger and disappointment blinded your eyes to see , that side  on which good qualities  are ingrained ,qualities that you loved once upon a time and your happiness flourished in the land of them.That person is the same ,it’s your interpretation of him  that has changed due to passing circumstances. We do when people do not meet our expectations which is utterly unfair  because we do not live to meet any person’s standards as far as our standards do not hurt others .

His wife was messy but she was  hard-working ;she tried her best .She was  moody but she was understanding and loving .She  never hesitated to admit to her mistake or apologise .Tame yourself  to look at people from both sides  and that will teach you to be fair when judging them .It will even  teach you to never judge them  ,for no one is entitled to be in the position of a judge, only the Lord has the right to because he’s the only one who knows what is in our heart and mind .

Remember by seeing   the two sides of  people  in their fall down and strength ,you learn to put yourself in their shoes to understand why they act that way in that situation towards that person. By doing that  you  find an excuse to them as you, yourself might  act the same way or feel the same way or even go too far .

When people fall down in the abyss of anger, of ingratitude,of selfishness,of lies , or misbehavior ;  don’t shun them or preach them .Rather, give your hand and lift them up. And the best way to Put up with people in their worst parts is you remembering and reminding them about  their best parts they played on the stage of life.

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Learn how to dance with nature

Learn from the rain  how to hop and never be afraid to fall down .

Learn from flowers how  to bent down  and stand in glamor .

Learn from sparrows to spread your arms  and  embrace the light.

Learn from the wind to swing gracefully and greet all creatures.

Learn from  the night   to weave  a silver veil from the  round moon’s shade and share it.

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Have fabulous night and day lovely bloggers =)

invade Your ribs, steal your heart beats and play it in tune with the symphony of love .

That she or he left you behind doesn’t mean you’re not worth his /her love .It doesn’t mean  that she or he is ungrateful either. Beginnings  are like delivering  child ;they’re painful ,but they bear life within them . Breaking up is a beginning.It’s a sea that is replete with  pearls of hope, of life,of love, and of change  .You just have to bend down and gather them to make them a necklace to put around the life and take  that crown of sadness, off her beautiful head. Remember  when you look back at those days , to look at them with grateful heart ,because she or he set you free to taste the happiness that  you deserve, a happiness that you didn’t know with him or her.You wish  sometimes that you can turn the clock back to do things differently to make things work .You wouldn’t wish that if that person is worthless. Deep down you believe  there is good in him or her,and that  giving up on you doesn’t mean she  /he is not . The earth never bears grudge against the earthquake  ,because she knows ,it’s nature’s way to  start a new beginning  the next day. There is no timeless  earthquake , so is sadness.

That  he’s different from you doesn’t mean he’s subordinate to you. Difference is the fount of knowledge, enrichment and enlightenment and beauty. Allah has created legion of different species of flowering plants, animals,fish, and human. Nature taught all creatures to live in peace and harmony for in their differences lies the essence of their survival. But she failed to tame human beings whose differences set their hearts apart ,and torn the map of their souls.You can sow the field of the other ,he can pick the fruits  ,that allured his mind ,or soul or heart ,from yours .I’m the other ,you’re the other ,I can teach you a lot about my world to understand it better ,you can enlighten me about yours too to not trod on some traps that might ruin the bridge of harmony we’re trying to build.Because to understand how the other’s world works is the secret of a strong bond .So ,when the other steps into your territory ,gift him a big basket that is replete with amazing traditions, inspiring folktales ,healing stories, instead of aiming your rifle to his heart.

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Why do we keep hurting each other?

Yep ,life is crazy but always keep positive =)

Never ever be ashamed of being human

Don’t forget to tell your friend he’s /she’s the most beautiful god-given gift

 

Beautiful slave