Monday, August 20, 2007

Sunday, August 19, 2007

In grade 2, as part of the Islamic Education curriculum we were required to memorize a few short Suwar from The Holy Quran. The Suwar were always broken down to smaller lessons of 2 or more to enable us to memorize the soora as well as understand its meanings.

One of the Suwar we had that year was Surat Al-Adiyat (سورة العاديات) . I remember being absent the day we learnt either the first or the second part of that Sura. So upon being asked to recite the previous day's lesson , I looked at my teacher and answered with a very confused tone, that I was absent.

She was a substitute teacher, so whether I memorized my lesson or not she could have not cared any less, so she looked at me for a second and just dismissed the whole thing.

Now I don't remember what were the other lessons I had that day, but I specifically remember Surat Al-Adiyat. As a child (and a slightly unwell one at that moment!) I thought that I have found the best excuse in the world: "I was absent!".

I guess I really believed that excuse, for till today I have difficulty memorizing Surat Al-Adiyat.

Saturday, August 04, 2007

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I consider myself a fairly open minded person, as open minded as my religion would allow me. So I guess that would make me a conservative open minded person! At work, I am labelled as the most conservative person in the entire company (exhibit one). Which I personally don't mind, since many of my colleagues are mun7aleen a5laqeyan anyway (So much for not being judgemental!!)

But yesterday for some weird reason I just couldn't explain what I was going through. I got to know that one of my brother's closest friends is applying to work at the same company. He was applying for a position within a team I work closely with.

I have never seen my brother's friend, I don't even know how he looks like, I never had to deal with him, because that is the way things are in here.
But now, if he got the job, I will have to work with him. He will get to know that I am X's sister. We have to be on friendly terms!!!

Now I have to make this clear, I am not doing anything that would offend my brother in any way. (This is where exhibit one comes in handy) And since I have no skeletons in my closet and since I know that I will always be someone's daughter, someone's sister, and maybe someday someone's wife and someone's mother; this situation should not bother me.

But the truth is, it is.