Just read here what the Zionists can get away with.Astaghfirulah. Well they might get away with it here in the dunya but Allah will give them their just punishment. Nothing else to add as Desert Veil says it better than I would ever under the circumstances .I’m still raging so I’m not going to make any sense.
Please remember in your du’as the brothers and sisters that suffer their brutality every day. May Allah grant them all jannah, ameen.
Salaams and Hasta pronto,
not in the writing mood so I think pics will be best 😆
As I mentioned earlier I’m not in a writing mood so I’ll just add a little commentary ( because I still do not know how to do it when uploading the pics…) and then I’ll be gone again to the land of lazyday.
Reading is one of my hobbies if not the #1. I recommend all three books. Still reading ‘The Secret Scripture’ but I feel is going to be a good read too.
I’m making steady but good progress on the tapestry. I got myself the ring gadget and it’s somehow easier and faster or is it because I’m getting better at it after all the hours…
Back in January dd13 joined the sewing club in her school and surprisingly she is enjoying it so much that we have ended up buying a sewing machine. Yes, I know , me of all people!!!! I can not begin to tell you how much fun we are both having. It’s hard to tell if it’s the end result or the arguingbonding between us that I’m enjoying the most. Whatever the reason I’m loving every minute of it, from the recycling, to the planning and of course dd13’s pride so obvious on her face. Alhamdulilah for the little pleasures in life.
Also dd8 and dd10 are keeping themselves busy in the kitchen or rather keeping me busy in the kitchen. They have both been promoted to salad chefs and believe you me they do a great job. I only give them the list of ingredients I’m in the mood for and they produce a lovely to look at and really tasty salad to eat salad. Mashallah.
They both had a go at chapatis last Sunday and not bad actually. Oh I can not wait for the day when they will take over my kitchen, inshallah.
Oh and remember the plant I nearly gave up on? Well guess what? Not only a third leaf is about to unravel but another one is peeking through. Subhanallah. Can you see it? I know is not big deal but to me, it is!!! Who knows this might be another one of my talents waiting to be discovered 😆
Ok I said I was not in the mood and I need to go and take a nap before little one wakes up. She is not well and I’ve been up with her part of the night.
Salaams and Hasta Pronto,
Once again sister Zubia, may Allah reward her for everything she is doing…, e-mailed me with the convoy’s whereabouts and other info:
As salaam alaikum Alhumdolillah the Convoy has finally been let into Gaza and are tonight staying in Gaza City. The last 24 hours of the journey before their entrance into Gaza were the worst faced by the convoy. Firstly as I said yesterday the Brothers were beaten by the police as they refused to be split into 2 groups. Then late last night there were attacks on the convoy by members of the Fatah party, who through stones at the vehicles and and wrote anti-hamas slogans on them. At least 2 brothers had to go to hospital as they were hit by the stones and needed stiches. I will attach the Viva Palestina update which alhumdolillah for once explains things in detail. Early this morning Monday 9th March, I received a text to say the following from Noorah “Had to sleep outside, few brothers got injured, stitches on head, The dogs are now checking the vans and are making us leave anything but medicines! Piles of aid being dumped! Riot police lining every corner- their presence alone creates an awful atmosphere”. Yesterday the Egyptians stated that only those carrying medical aid would be let through the Rafa crossing and everyone else would have to go through Israel. As this was rejected by the convoy. Egypt made them empty their vans and trucks of anything but medical aid. From Noorah’s text it seems that it is being dumped, although Yvonne Ridley states that the Red Crescent in Egypt will be taking this aid to Gaza themselves. I hope and pray that this is the case and the vital aid estimated to be at least £1 million worth gets to the people of Gaza.Insha’Allah. According to George Galloway every member of the convoy entered Gaza before he did and he was the last to enter, Alhumdolillah the majority of the convoy is in Gaza and all the medical aid has reached them. The Egyptains however did not let through the Fire Engine and boat, who had to go through Israel. (possibly the generator too) I am not sure how many Brothers accompanied these vehicles into Gaza and dont have any news on them at the moment, please do make dua that they too get safely into Gaza as well as all the aid. I have not had any contact with Noorah after this morning’s text possibly there is very little mobile reception in Gaza. I will insha’Allah keep you updated on any further news on a daily basis as it comes in. Please keep the people of Gaza and the brothers and sisters in your prayers until they safely return to the UK. Jazak’Allah khair wa salaam zubia a copy of Yvonne Ridley’s blog which can now no longer be found on the website The last 24 hours have probably been the blackest since the Viva Palestina convoy set off from London. Yesterday the convoy members became the target of an orchestrated wave of violence first started by Egyptian police and then culminating in vicious attacks by unknown thugs. The end result was a number of peace activists whose only aim is to take humanitarian aid into war torn Gaza were treated in hospital for head injuries. Mercifully the string of casualties was not too serious but the experience denied us the chance of fulfilling our mission to deliver aid to Gaza yesterday. And dramatic images of the rioting and attacks could not be relayed to Press TV viewers because someone sabotaged the satellite van by deliberately cutting through a vital cable which would have beamed the shameful attacks across the world. However, every cloud has a silver lining and I would like to take this opportunity of personally thanking the Egyptian authorities and those dark forces who tried to derail Viva Palestina. The event has only served to make us stronger, unite and bond us together more and created a wave of international media interest in Viva Palestina. I think it would be fair to say that when you bring a diverse group of 300 plus people together on a gruelling mission to cover 5,000 miles driving across North Africa the result can result in a less than harmonious state of affairs. To be frank, there was friction and infighting and some of us generally got on each other’s nerves as you would when you are confined to close quarters with challenging living, sleeping and eating conditions. However, the deliberate bloody-mindedness of the Egyptian authorities did something we had failed to do for ourselves ….. it caused us to unite, bond and emerge stronger than ever from underneath the rows of police batons, bricks, bottles and stones. The trouble began when the police – who were only obeying their orders – tried to break up the convoy into small groups of medical and non medical aid. We were told the first would go through the Rafah crossing while the latter would go through an Israeli checkpoint. This was never going to be accepted by anyone on board the convoy. Our aim from the outset was simple: Rafah or bust. Giving aid to the people of Gaza has nothing to do with the Israelis and I do wish they would stop trying to make themselves centre stage in an affair that does not involve Tel Aviv. As we dug in our heels about the convoy being physically divided, the authorities decided there was only one solution – batter us into submission, after all that is what police states do. And so, when the police tried to get physical, the convoy members followed their natural instincts and used passive resistance to defend themselves. Egyptian police are obviously not used to confronting stroppy westerners in such large numbers and so they retreated while a second wave was sent in. Hundreds of riot squad officers, wearing visors, carrying shields and batons tumbled in to one of the two car parks in a large town centre compound in the port of al Arish and set about the unarmed peace activists. They too were heroically repelled and what followed was an uneasy stand off as some convoy members received medical attention. The net result was scores of vehicles had been able to escape the compound in which they were being held behind metal police barriers. It was a minor victory and what followed was a very British response – the lads decided to have a game of football. I did try to persuade the Egyptian police to join in stressing they would have much more fun kicking a ball instead of kicking my comrades, but they seemed reluctant to let go of their batons. As the night drew in the convoy leader George Galloway who was 40 kilometres down the road, was made aware of the battle of al Arish and so he refused to cross the Rafah Border in to Gaza and returned to the convoy. It was a hard call to make as the international media had gathered at Rafah for a party that never happened. As usual the Israelis also played to stereotype by shelling and bombing parts of Gaza. By the time Britain’s best known parliamentarian reached the compound night had fallen and bright stadium-style lights illuminated the two car parks. Suddenly the area was plunged into darkness by a powercut which coincided with a brick, bottle and stone attacks on the convoy members by youths in their late teens and 20s. Seconds before the lights went out some convoy members saw a couple of unidentified men scrawling anti-Hamas slogans on lorries. The lights remained out for some minutes, during which time the vicious attack was unleashed – the whole proceedings failed to warrant one single Egyptian police officer to swing his baton into action. Those who had wielded their sticks with such a passion before, stood impassively by and watched the onslaught. The power kicked back in again and the bright lights illuminated the scene to reveal several convoy members lying dazed and confused, blood dripping from gaping head wounds. While they were ferried to hospital for treatment, there was a second powercut and a repeat of the violence. Once again the police stood by and watched the thugs launch their attacks on unarmed and defenceless members of Viva Palestina. Galloway, incandescent with rage held an urgent meeting with the governor of the region and secured assurances this would not happen again. He also secured a pledge that the convoy would be allowed to make its way to the Rafah crossing for 6am on Monday. We’re now only a few hours away from that deadline and it remains to be seen if the governor will keep his word. But regardless of what he decides I want to thank him for pulling every single member of Viva Palestina into one, united front. Thanks to him and the cack-handed police operation, Viva Palestina has emerged refocussed and stronger than ever with one, determined goal: Rafah or bust. And it will happen, inspite of the best efforts of Tel Aviv meddling and Egyptian authorities’ bullying. The people united can never be defeated. Gaza, next stop.
my friend Umm Hibaat has tagged me. ‘Mom of the year’ apparently… The thing is I’m expected to do something very technical with the whole award thing and pass it on and nominate others and fill in some kind of questionaire and blah blah blah but I haven’t got a clue and you (regular readers) knew that already . So …thanks but not thanks 😆
The first question was : something you admit to feeling guilty about. Is that a joke? I can spend the day and I would not be finished. Where do I start? I don’t cook a balanced enough dinner. No that’s a lie, the truth is I don’t cook full stop. Do I carry on? I don’t do much for them but I cover it with calling it ‘ I want you to be more independent my dears and one day you’ll appreciate it’. Next, I am a working mother and that should be the biggest guilt …let’s not even go there.
On to number 2- 7 things I like doing with them… Reading in bed, all 4 of us in my big bed. Watching them baking while shouting instructions at them every now and again. Having the two younger ones as sous chefs (they can do a few different salad almost on their own…which shows that I’m a good teacher but a bad cook. Correcting and making improments to their school work and seeing the proud smiles on their faces. Washing and rinsing their hair, not for much longer but making the most of it. I have just asked them what they love about me and the middle ones answers…you don’t spoil us, you are not strict and when you read to us you change your voices so well, you are funny. Ooops I think that is more than sever now.
Number 3- I now have to nominate 5 mums. How if I don’t know how to pass on the trophy? Anyways I’ll just name them and they are going to have to work it out themselves. So here they are
Muslim womanhood muslim motherhood
Stranger in this dunya
The mother of one
And that last one…well it looks like everyone else already has the award. If you are reading this and you are a good mum,go on , give it to yourself from me and keep it rolling.
Salaams and hasta pronto,