Yes indeed, yesterday was so much fun!
Imran came over yesterday. That's not something out of the ordinary for a weekend, or indeed a bank holiday Monday, but yesterday was a really good day.
Everybody wanted to watch Star Wars: Return of the Jeidi... but I've never much liked Star Wars unfortunately. I have tried hard in the past to get into the whole thing, but have always failed. Yesterday when the movie was suggested, I tried to refuse at first, but then came up with an even better plan! I shouted out "AOM!" and Imran quickly followed with, "Yeah, you can watch the film and we'll play AOM". What a beautifully executed plan that was! We then went upstairs to play our game and they watched their movie downstairs.
During the middle of our game, which was going pretty well, Rezwan's computer froze and I was immediately thrown out of the whole game. I wasn't pleased because I was doing really well! We tried again and this time we didn't even get to start the game before it froze. Soon after we abandoned the whole idea of playing AOM and somehow got caught up in tying each others hands in turn using a thick cable and seeing who could wriggle out of it the fastest. This was tricky at first (since we could only touch the cable and not the hands!) but we worked it out in the end. That was good fun. No matter how many ways he twisted the wire, I always broke free.
Everybody downstairs stopped their movie for a dinner break and then resumed transmission straight after. We then went back upstairs and just chilled for the next hour or so. It was so good to just sit and do nothing. Imran was looking at stuff on his laptop and kept coming across these documents and accounts that he wouldn't let me read! Apparently they were his 'real' accounts as opposed to the fake version he sneakily exchanged with me! I'm now on a mission to read them one day. Maybe we'll do a 'real exchange'.
I can't really remember the rest except that when we later came downstairs, we played Ludo and I lost, as usual. We then watched 'The Amytiville Horror', which I for some reason found scarier this third time round.
That was pretty much it for yesterday. I had a really nice time. I hope insha'Allah every day can be as nice after July. The more I spend time with Imran the more I look forward to it :)
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Welcome back, me!
Ok, so I guess the whole blog thing didn't really stick. I appear to have created it 4 months ago and haven't written anything since. Not entirely my fault since I couldn't find it! After trawling through my inbox I finally managed to find the link and now here we are.
Alot has been happening recently, I guess all to do with the marriage preparations. I don't quite know where to start. Do I write as though you're already clued up on everything, or should I be introducing myself? The latter will take too long I think so for now I will assume you know all. It's now March and the wedding is in July. Saturday 05 July 2008 to be precise. Strangely enough I can't seem to attach much significance to that date. It seems more important to me that I'm getting married, rather than the actual date. For me the build up is all about the bitwhere I find myself in my new home thinking about what to make for dinner. That's a scarier thought than actually signing on the dotted line!
I've always had it all worked out in my head, exactly how I want to be when I get married. If there's one 'role' I've always wanted to be the best at, it's the role of the wife! If you think about it, it makes alot of sense. The only thing that you could say might be more important/difficult than this, is the role of the mother. However, amother is rewarded for the act of giving birth alone. For each ounce of pain that she endures and for every sacrifice she makes for her children thereafter. If granted with pious children she'll have them to make du'a for her even when she's gone. It's not imperative that a child be happy with his mother for her to gain reward. She'll get that anyway just for the little bit of food she puts in their mouth. There is much reward in the role of the mother, as afterall, paradise lies at the feet of the mother. To be a wife however, is a little more stringent! It's in this role that every womans path to Jannah has been shown. If she completes her five prayers, fasts during the months of Ramadhan, guards her modesty and obeys her husband, she may enter Jannah from anydoor she desires. A mother will never be asked how her children grade her as a mother. A wife may well be asked how her husbands grades her as a wife. Likewise, a husband will also be held responsible for certain actions and behaviours of his wife and so I don't want to be the rogue, rampant wife that leaves both parties without excuse in the aakhirah! I have therefore been reading plenty of literature regarding my rights and responsibilities and trying to get on a par with everything.
As an added bonus I've taken it upon myself to learn every other possible thing that might come of use at some point in my marriage. Cooking of course is one of them. Unfortunately, time seems to be ticking away and I still can't do anything! They say that the way to a mans heart is through his stomach, so I thought about making myself a little cookbook with all the different recipes I could use. Sadly I have very few items in it so far. He seems to have big plans too. Travelling the world, studying for years and even opening an orphanage. I'd love to do all those things, but I hope I can rise to the challenge. Right now though I need to learn the art of whipping out a mixing bowl and producing a meringue in 20 minutes flat. Confidentially, I'm crumbling under the pressure!
Alot has been happening recently, I guess all to do with the marriage preparations. I don't quite know where to start. Do I write as though you're already clued up on everything, or should I be introducing myself? The latter will take too long I think so for now I will assume you know all. It's now March and the wedding is in July. Saturday 05 July 2008 to be precise. Strangely enough I can't seem to attach much significance to that date. It seems more important to me that I'm getting married, rather than the actual date. For me the build up is all about the bitwhere I find myself in my new home thinking about what to make for dinner. That's a scarier thought than actually signing on the dotted line!
I've always had it all worked out in my head, exactly how I want to be when I get married. If there's one 'role' I've always wanted to be the best at, it's the role of the wife! If you think about it, it makes alot of sense. The only thing that you could say might be more important/difficult than this, is the role of the mother. However, amother is rewarded for the act of giving birth alone. For each ounce of pain that she endures and for every sacrifice she makes for her children thereafter. If granted with pious children she'll have them to make du'a for her even when she's gone. It's not imperative that a child be happy with his mother for her to gain reward. She'll get that anyway just for the little bit of food she puts in their mouth. There is much reward in the role of the mother, as afterall, paradise lies at the feet of the mother. To be a wife however, is a little more stringent! It's in this role that every womans path to Jannah has been shown. If she completes her five prayers, fasts during the months of Ramadhan, guards her modesty and obeys her husband, she may enter Jannah from anydoor she desires. A mother will never be asked how her children grade her as a mother. A wife may well be asked how her husbands grades her as a wife. Likewise, a husband will also be held responsible for certain actions and behaviours of his wife and so I don't want to be the rogue, rampant wife that leaves both parties without excuse in the aakhirah! I have therefore been reading plenty of literature regarding my rights and responsibilities and trying to get on a par with everything.
As an added bonus I've taken it upon myself to learn every other possible thing that might come of use at some point in my marriage. Cooking of course is one of them. Unfortunately, time seems to be ticking away and I still can't do anything! They say that the way to a mans heart is through his stomach, so I thought about making myself a little cookbook with all the different recipes I could use. Sadly I have very few items in it so far. He seems to have big plans too. Travelling the world, studying for years and even opening an orphanage. I'd love to do all those things, but I hope I can rise to the challenge. Right now though I need to learn the art of whipping out a mixing bowl and producing a meringue in 20 minutes flat. Confidentially, I'm crumbling under the pressure!
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