iRead: (14) The Forty Rules Of Love.


Source: Goodreads.

This is my first time to give up on a book. Halfway through, I just couldn’t go further, for every thought the author conveyed provoked me. The mere character of Shams was confusing. I don’t know much, but if Shams symbolised Sufism, then he made it sound like complete nonsense; utter crap!

The so called “forty rules” rather complicated the love of God than simplify and elaborate it. I could sense a repelling tone of superiority in Shams’s words; as if ordinary people who embrace the moderate path of Islam are brain-washed and misguided. Perhaps I haven’t grasped the meanings the author wanted me to understand,  but I’m not willing to give this book a second chance.

Another dose of questions..


And the cycle of questions keeps spinning.. I never was into this “chain-post” thing, but when people ask interesting questions, you can’t help but answer ! 🙂

Here are Better this way‘s questions..

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1. What book are you currently reading?

Again.. “A thousand splendid suns”. But if you mean medical books, then it’s “Basics of dermatology”!! 😛

2. If you could live in any country/city in the world, which would it be?

Let me think.. I’ve always wanted to visit Paris, but not that I want to live there. I love Cairo where I live now; it’s crowded and noisy, but I love it! My second favorite place is Abu Dhabi.. 🙂

3. If you had three wishes, what would they be?

Endless faith, endless patience, and endless wishes perhaps??! 😛

4. Blackberry or Iphone?

Neither nor!! What’s wrong with Samsung or Nokia phones?! People blindly follow the trend, but I’ve never been that trendy!

5. What’s one thing that you can do really well?

Writing I guess?? Or If not, I’m a professional procrastinator! 😉

6. Harry Potter or Twilight? (you shouldn’t even have to think about it).

HARRY POTTER!! And yes, of course I shouldn’t think about it; Twilight actually stinks, I’d never like a shiny blood-sucking creature, even if it was “Edward Cullen”!

7. Name one song that could be the anthem to your life right now?

I’m not that into music, so honestly nothing is on my mind now. You can pick any song about moving on and hoping for the best.. 🙂

8. If you could meet any famous person from the past, who would it be and why?

That would be the prophet Muhammad (PBUH).. If he was here, I’d want him to rule the country, for the people in charge now have turned everything into chaos!

9. Favourite movie of all time?

You’ve got mail, also the Arabic-dubbed version of A bug’s life, it’s a lot more hilarious! 🙂

10. If you could spend the whole day doing just one thing, what would it be?

It depends, sometimes I can spend the whole day writing what’s on my mind, sometimes facebooking and tweeting, sometimes just sleeping, and sometimes literally doing nothing!

11. Who in your life inspires you the most?

My mother. 😀

4 days of joy! ツ


I love family traditions, especially when it comes to holidays and feasts. The sweet flavor of such occasions has always given me that warm feeling of belonging somewhere.. 🙂

This morning, we started celebrating “Eid Al-Adha“; the “Greater eid” or “The feast of sacrifice”. Rituals last for four days (which are an official vacation :D) and from the name, “sacrificing” a sheep and equally sharing the meat with relatives, friends and the needy takes place among other rituals.
(If that interests you, I strongly recommend reading about it in this friend-post).

Anyway, I’m shedding the light on the social side; sharing and bringing people together. As a kid, I remember how excited I felt about getting up early on the first day of eid, wearing my new clothes, going to the “Eid prayer” with my family, exchanging greetings on our way with whoever we met and bonding with the “sheep” before facing its destiny!

I can recall too, being eager to meet up later with my cousins, uncles and aunties at my grandparent’s place, watching a movie together or going for a barbecue, blowing baloons with friends or neighbors and bragging about the “eideya” (money of eid) I collected from my parents and relatives. And for sure, I never missed the most thrilling part; joining a mini-FIREWORKS party with the other kids!!

In case you’re wondering about now, I certainly can tell that years have changed nothing! Except for abandoning fireworks (it’s not that I mind, but seeing a 20-years-old playing fireworks down the street is just awkward!) and ditching the sheep, I’m still that little kid! 😉 🙂

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iRead: (1) The Kite Runner, the few lines where I cried..


The Kite Runner, by Khaled Husseini is one of the few books that had really  touched my heart.. I don’t remember a chapter that hasn’t moved me into tears, but here’s my favorite part; where I really cried!

“… I bow to the west. Then I remember I haven’t prayed for over fifteen years. I have long forgotten the words. But it doesn’t matter, I will utter those few words I still remember: La illaha il Al-laah, Muhammad u rasul ullah. There is no God but Allah and Muhammad is His messenger. I see now that Baba was wrong, there is a God, there always has been. I see Him here, in the eyes of the people in this corridor of desperation. This is the real house of God, this is where those who have lost God will find Him, not the white masjid with its bright diamond lights and towering minarets. There is a God, there has to be, and now I will pray, I will pray that He will forgive that I have neglected Him all of these years, forgive that I have betrayed, lied, and sinned with impunity only to turn to Him now in my hour of need, I pray that he is as merciful, benevolent, and gracious as His book says He is. I bow to the west and kiss the ground and promise that I will do zakat, I will do namaz, I will fast during Ramadan and when Ramadan has passed I will go on fasting, I will commit to memory every last word of His holy book, and I will set on a pilgrimage to that sweltering city in the desert and bow before the Ka’bah too. I will do all of this and I will think of Him everyday from this day on if He only grants me this one wish: My hands are stained with Hassan’s blood; I pray God doesn’t let them get stained with the blood of his boy too.

I hear a whimpering and I realize it is mine, my lips are salty with the tears trickling down my face. I feel the eyes of everyone in this corridor on me and still I bow to the west. I pray. I pray that my sins have not caught up with me the way I’d always feared they would…”


Coffee for the heart..


I’m so in love with these lyrics..The way they described our relationship with GOD really amazed me.. They’re so touching! 🙂

Written by: Mo’ez Mas’oud(*):

There are nights when I can’t sleep… I’m never sure why..

And the doctors they keep telling me… you should lead a healthy life..

But a voice keeps telling me that I’m supposed to cry, and i’m still trying to figure out why I like living lies..

You know I could never really count… all the things you’ve given me, and when you take you’re really giving.. but that’s not what I always see..

And I carry on takin’ and livin’ my life and I send you all my bills.. And you know that it feels good in the morning yet at nighttime it kills..

And I still can’t seem to close my eyes, and the doctors still keep telling me you should lead a healthy life…

And what really drives me crazy is how much you love to give,

you watch me take like crazy, I don’t thank but you still give…

And I carry on taking’ and livin’ my life and I send you all my bills and you know it feels good in the morning yet at nighttime it kills..

And even now as you inspire me, my heart’s gone out again..

It amazes me how fast it can fall asleep and wake again

If there was coffee for the hearts, baby hook me up… with a life supply..

I wanna make sure that my heart’s alive so I can close my eyes..

Cause there are some who wakes up every morning and their heart is still asleep..

And I can’t even close my eyes without this coffee of mine..

And I carry on takin’ and livin’ my life and I send you all my bills.. And it don’t even feel good in the morning and at nighttime it kills…

There are nights when I can’t sleep and I’m never sure why and the doctors they keep telling me… you should lead a healthy life!

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(*) Mo’ez Mas’oud is a well-known Egyptian host of television and radio shows about Islam in both English and Arabic.

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