<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324</id><updated>2012-02-11T09:10:56.235+02:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='my view'/><category term='Egypt'/><category term='Life Partner'/><category term='Eman'/><category term='Swine Flu'/><category term='Ramadan'/><category term='7iraa2'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Positive Thinking'/><category term='Taqwa'/><category term='Orange Juice'/><category term='Change'/><category term='Allah'/><category term='Arabic Language'/><category term='Trust'/><category term='Fear'/><category term='Tawba'/><category term='Attitude'/><category term='Killer Whales'/><category term='Patience'/><category term='Wajh Allaah'/><category term='Yaqeen'/><category term='General'/><category term='Green Muslims'/><category term='Quran'/><category term='Zain Al Abideen'/><category term='Burden'/><category term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><category term='شكراً'/><category term='Hearts'/><category term='Du3aa2'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='Muhammad (pbuh)'/><category term='3eed'/><category term='Guilt'/><category term='Optimism'/><category term='Jibreel'/><category term='college'/><category term='Problems'/><category term='Thawab'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='Afraa'/><category term='Gratitude'/><category term='Giving'/><category term='Life'/><category term='I Learnt'/><category term='Neena'/><category term='Spelling Mistakes'/><category term='Hidaya'/><category term='FCIS&apos;08 Reunion'/><category term='The Iron Theory'/><category term='Mistakes'/><category term='Mrs.Zainab'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Peace of Mind'/><category term='New airport'/><category term='Satisfacion'/><category term='Ahmad Ak Kobaisy'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Chicken Little'/><category term='A Thought'/><category term='Ladder Theory'/><category term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><title type='text'>Noha Farag</title><subtitle type='html'>إن القيمة الحقيقة للحياة تكمن في دورنا فيها وهذا الدور يستحق العناء لأننا صُنّاعه....

اللهم اجعل أعمالنا كلها صالحة، واجعلها لوجهك خالصة، ولا تجعل لأحد فيها شيئاً</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5447401362438633857</id><published>2010-06-23T18:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:46:08.530+03:00</updated><title type='text'>... تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;بابايا دايما يقولي الجملة دي, دايما بتيجي بعد جملة كانت قبلها, زي مثلا:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "اتعودي دايما انك تدي المحتاجين, حتى لو إنتي شايفة انك محتاجة اللي معاكي, تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "الناس الكبار ربنا حطهم في حياتنا عشان ناخد حسنات, بريهم و ريحيهم, تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "معلش, استحملي غلاسة اخوكي الصغير, وأجبري بخاطره, تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "كلمة الحمد لله دي نعمة كبيرة اوي دايما احمدي ربنا, تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "لما تجيلك فكرة, ابدأي على طول نفذيها ابدأي في السعي ومتفكريش كتير, تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "يا بنتي توكلي على الله ومتشليش هم حاجة, تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;بس خلاص...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;أنا بس حبيت أقول إني بصيت ولقيت إن ربنا بيكرمني دايما الحمدلله, وكرمه معايا مالوش حدود, ومنعم عليا بحاجات كتير, حاجات عظيمة زي إني الحمدلله من المسلمين&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;الحمدلله على عائلتي واصحابي وشركتي وشغلي, والناس اللي بشتغل معاهم, والناس اللي عارفهم, وعلى الحال اللي أنا فيه :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; أنا  برضه مبسوطة بكل الحاجات الصغيرة اللي عندي, بما فيهم سواق الباص بتاعنا المحترم, ولون الحيطة بتاعت الشركة اللي أنا فيها, ورنة موبايلي, وقلمي الأزرق, وحاجات تانية كتير&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;والحمدلله لما بستنى الاسانسير بييجي على طول, وغالبا بيبقى فاضي, ولما آجي اركب تاكسي مش بيتخانق معايا, و بعرف أعدي الشارع حتى لو العربيات ماشية بسرعة, ولما أحب أشتري لبان بلاقي النوع اللي بحبه, ولما احب أساعد الناس, الاقيهم هم بيتصلوا يطلبو المساعدة, وحاجات تانية كتيير.. كفاية إني الحمدلله لما باعوز حاجة, بعرف اطلبها من ربنا, بغض النظر بتحصل ولا لأ, بس الدعاء في حد ذاته نعمة :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;دي حتى نعمة كبيرة قوي إني لما حسيت إني في نعمة, فتحت النوتس وكتبت, وحضراتكم دلوقتي بتقروها..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; بصوا, وهتلاقوا ربنا بيكرمكم :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;الحمدلله :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5447401362438633857?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5447401362438633857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5447401362438633857' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5447401362438633857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5447401362438633857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='... تبصي تلاقي ربنا يكرمك :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-9137199683330632438</id><published>2010-05-31T23:41:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T18:52:13.463+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>The beauty of hard times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Yesterdays I had a call from my dear friend Shorouk El Khateeb (tab3an I will not mention here how nice, pure, sweet, lovely, helpful, wonderful, caring, funny and amazing this girl is, and how much I really love her, because this is not what the post mainly about..) Oooops :D, I had mentioned already :D, sorry.. back to the main topic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t seen shawshawty for long, so as all the “long time no see” phone calls, each of us was telling the other her latest news.. hers was that she travels a lot now a days and she is not that much happy about it because this makes her life kind of unstable.. Mine was that al7amdulillaah everything is fine&lt;br /&gt;Shawshawty said something that deeply touched me without noticing, she said:”wallahi ya Noha ana bad3y rabbena kteer awii w fe koll salaa enno……, w fe koll marra basafer ba2ool do3aa2 el safaar wana mota2akkeda enn rabbena….” (I won’t publish what her prayer was, but this is enough to clarify my point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, I had that strange feeling, I felt sorry for myself and told Shawshawty so. It has been a long time since I last had hard times in my life, since I had something that made me keep praying and praying for Allaah’s bless and mercy. It has been a long time since I last felt how Allaah is there for me, always there with me in my hard time and giving me hope, telling me “Noha, trust in me, things will be great one day, you know I wont let you down” . It has been a very long time since I had that lonely feeling knowing that no one will do me good except Allaah SWT, since I read Quran with heart full of hope and love and eyes full of tears….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawshawty said her words with deep belief that Allaah won’t let her down, she was so sincere in what she said, and that is exactly what I deeply truly miss in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think, good times are not that good after all, and there is beauty in our hard times that we should really seize the chance to get the best of it and enjoy it to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks shawshawty for the call, may Allaah bless you always, and never ever let you down.. "و ما كان الله ليضيع إيمانكم, إن الله بالناس لرؤوف رحيم" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-9137199683330632438?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/9137199683330632438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=9137199683330632438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/9137199683330632438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/9137199683330632438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2010/05/beauty-of-hard-times.html' title='The beauty of hard times...'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1804171010649313898</id><published>2010-04-21T14:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T02:37:42.030+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Guess what!!.. I'll die one day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;The Dr: "I'm sorry to tell you that you have a serious disease, your body will not be able to resist it any more!"&lt;br /&gt;The patient: "OMG! :| :|, am i going to die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Dr: "We will do all what in our hands to make you live the rest of your life without pain"&lt;br /&gt;The patient: "How long will I live :|!!"&lt;br /&gt;Dr: "We can not say such thing for sure, but from the reports i have in hand, your body can not resist more than 6 months!"&lt;br /&gt;~End of story :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes a new one..&lt;br /&gt;The patient thought about his life, it is going to end soon, he has nothing to do about it.. he was so sad and depressed, he hated the idea that he was dying, very sad.. the days were passing like hell.. hearing such news was the worst thing that ever happened to him, nothing can be any worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another patient comes with the same story, but there is a slight difference:&lt;br /&gt;Last days of mine! i need to enjoy my life!, every body has to remember my smile, the change i made in their lives, the laughters we shared, the good time and the joy we had.. I want to be remembered, i need ppl to pray for me when they remember me.. and I want to die happyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man started making his wish come true at once, he always called to check on his friends, he was there for them, went on outings and had lots of fun. did things for the first time with his beloved ones.. He enjoyed the fact that he is leaving a good memory, he enjoyed the fact that his friends will remember him with the smile he shared, he sang loudly despite his awful voice to make them laugh. he loved them, he showed that love, and was so happy to be pleased with such wonderful friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling made him enjoy the fact that he is dying, he thought: "I never died before, why do i assume that death is a bad experience! It is my call to make it a nice one! :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently having this attitude, as I'm leaving my company... every one is sad that I'm leaving, and this made me want to leave a good memory.. When i thought more about "Leaving" I thought about "what about death"!&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts led me to thank Allaah for his bless, which is the fact that we all will die, no exceptions!.. knowing such a fact will make you, if you are wise enough, enjoy you life. You will be keen to make it a life to be remembered by others, do only what makes you pleased seeking the satisfaction of Allaaah. Every body will love you, because you are doing your best to show that love because you don't have enough time, you don't know for sure when you are dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing when you life ends, or when you will be leaving makes you more eager to get the max of every thing of your life in all its sides (religious, knowledge, love, family, friendship,..) all what you need to know that it will be soon, that's it.. and that's all what Allaah sub7anahu wata3ala told us about death.. Sub7ana Allaaah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying is a big motive of living well, loving others, play bowling and sing out loud to your friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al7amdulillaah for all the blesses that we could never realize without his guidance..Al7amdulillaah that we will die one day and al7amdulillaaah that we want to have the best in the hereafter :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1804171010649313898?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1804171010649313898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1804171010649313898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1804171010649313898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1804171010649313898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-what-ill-day-one-day.html' title='Guess what!!.. I&apos;ll die one day!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5287758153223731747</id><published>2009-11-24T18:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:52:11.439+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Learnt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>I hate you, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I always believed that no one is perfectly good or totally bad, there are scales that we (humans) vary in between, things happen and we change, we are sometimes good and sometimes not good enough. Even on a situation level we vary, things can be seen from different perspectives, each perspective yields to a different judgement. No judgement is correct, and none is wrong. Generally, a judgement is always correct when referred to the perspective from which a situation has been viewed. So what really matters is: how we see or interpret things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This taught me also to always excuse people because I never know. I never know why they act in a particular way in a particular situation, I never know how they see things or how things impact them, I never know how it makes them feel, even if in situations that seem so clear and trivial and even if I believe that i do share with them their own perspective, I do not, for sure, understand things the way they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All what I mentioned above were things I used to believe in, there were some sort of a principle for me maybe. Unfortunately this was not how I reacted at some point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it happens that we start having totally negative emotions and thoughts towards someone. Of course this will not happen out of no where. But regardless what had happened to make us feel so, the question is no longer about how much do these people deserve the hatred or anger we have towards them for how bad they were to us, the question now is: "Does it worth to feel that way towards anybody in this whole universe?". The answer is definitely no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is peace in this life that we need to experience, gratitude and appreciation. Those meanings need pure hearts to contain them. And those meanings are -as i believe- kind of a short cut for us to reach Allaah's satisfaction which requires "قلب سليم"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may occur a case where "إلا من أتى الله بقلب سليم" is not fulfilled, when there is a negative thing that is emitted form the heart, this negative thing can be unclear for us to know what it is, but we just have wonders: Why to feel bad towards somebody, feel comfortable to forget them and hate remembering them, dislike hearing their name if mentioned by chance in front of us or hate just the idea that we may see them around somewhere?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wonders go on: Weren't those people one day nice to us, taught us something, shared a smile, gave us a hand, made us a prayer, cheered us up, touched our life, treated us with respect, looked once at us high, gave us a gift or made a tiny good memory one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't these things need gratitude? If not, then at least, we don't deserve to feel bad towards them, it's our call to let go the memories we hate and keep the respect that those people deserve no matter how we feel about them. Because, the things we believe are bad things, were just a red line drawn to mark a stop sign and an end of a relation progress. But this does not imply that the red line was there to strike out the good image that we had before for those people and replace it with another bad ugly evil one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good people are good, this fact does not change, they do not convert. Respectful people are respectful, this fact does not change, they do not convert. Nice people are nice, this fact does not change, they do not convert. The only thing that happen is, that not all the good ones get along with the other good ones, but this does not make the other good ones bad, they were just not as good (not in the same way), maybe the difference was not understandable, yet the fact does not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not forget the bad things, yet we can let go because we also do not forget the good things, and we also can let go, leaving both sides of the equation equal and resulting a neutral charge (neither positive nor negative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because we know that Allaah is there, and there will come a day when we will stand in front of him to answer some questions, and because our answers are based on our perspective, and because we believe that there were other perspectives than ours that can be correct, and because we don't know which part of the story does Allaah see us, because the last thing that we will ever want is to find that we was the bad one, and because maybe we are guilty in their' part of the story, because all of that, we should not have any hatred towards anybody, ask Allaah for forgiveness, hope that they do not hate us, and simply "Let Go"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5287758153223731747?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5287758153223731747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5287758153223731747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5287758153223731747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5287758153223731747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-you-but.html' title='I hate you, but...'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-375392543593314727</id><published>2009-08-31T09:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:44:20.472+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>تعالا خد كشكولك...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;الوقت... تقريبا كده كان شهر اربعة, لما السنة قربت تخلص ( السنة الدراسية طبعا), المكان.. كان في مدرسة إعدادي, وتحديدا كان في فصل من الفصول&lt;br /&gt;العيال قاعدين زي كل يوم , بيرغوا ويلعبوا ولا هاممهم, أصل المدرسة عندهم مبقيتش مذاكرة وجد واجتهاد.. لااااء, دي بقت لعب ودلع وحاجات تانية&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;كانت حصة العربي, وكانت المس( المدرسة يعني) مديالهم واجب يعملوه وكانت قاعدة بتصحح الكشاكيل&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طبعا أنتم فاهمين الطلاب اليومين دول, نصهم مبيعملش الواجب, والنص التاني بيعمله أي كلام, مش بيهمه قوي إنه يعمله كويس, مبتفرقش معاهم الدرجات والتميز والتفوق والكلام اللي مايأكلش عيش ده, هم يعني يوم مايعملوا الواجب, بيعملوه عشان الأبلة ماتزعقش, عشان مايتسئلوش عنه.. تكبير دماغ يعني مش أكتر&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أخينا كان قاعد (زي ماحكينا في بداية الحكاية) وفجأة, المس ندهت اسمه... بس هو استغرب ( أصلها في العادي بتسيب العيال يرغوا في الفصل براحتهم , مش بتخنق على حد)... قامت بصيتله وقالت: "تعالا خد كشكولك"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الغريبة إن ملامح وشها كانت جد جدا, شكلها كده متضايق, والولد حس بمشكلة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;من سكات قالها حاضر, بس هو كان جواه خايف.. وهو رايح لها قعد يفكر بينه وبين نفسه: يا ترى هي عايزاني ليه!!, مالها!!.... يانهاري!!.. أكيد هتخانقني على الهامش اللي دايما تقوللي أعمله على يمين الصفحة وانا بطنش عشان بزهق من التسطير.... ياخبر لو هتخانقني إني كتبت بالأحمر في الكشكول مع إنها دايما تقوللنا اكتبوا بالأزرق بس!! يا خراشي لو خدت بالها من بقعة الصلصة اللي وقعت على الكشكول وانا باكل مكرونة عليه امبارح!!!.. ربنا يستر....لأ ده ان شاء الله خير, أكيد هتمدح فيا عشان أنا عملت الواجب كويس ( أو بمعنى أصح, اخويا الكبير عملهولي كويس) خير ان شاء الله خير, أنا مطمن ومش هشيل هم, هي أصلا بتحبني يعني, بس ربنا يستر على التكشيرة اللي في وشها دي!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اخينا وصل لحد عندها عشان ياخد الكشكول... يا ترى, تفتكروا قالتله إيه؟؟؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;قصتي خلاص خلصت&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة إننا قاعدين في الدنيا اللي هي أساسا مرحلة "إعدادي" للمكان اللي هنكون فيه في الاخرة.. وناس كتير قاعدين ساهيين ولا على بالهم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة إننا بنعمل الفروض اللي ربنا فرضها علينا ( لو عملناها) تأدية واجب, عشان ربنا مايحاسبناش عليها يوم القيامة وخلاص, وقليل اللي بيهتم مش بس إنه يدخل الجنة, لأ كمان يعلى فيها درجات ودرجات ويبقى في فصل المتفوقين&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة إن كل واحد فينا عارف كويس ذنوبه,عارف الصح من الغلط, عارف هو مقصر في إيه, وإيه الفرض اللي كان بيعمله وسابه أو بطل يعمله, وإيه الحق اللي عليه ومش بيأديه.. عارف كويس قوي إيه الحاجة اللي خايف إن ربنا يسأله عنها يوم القيامة قدام البشر كلهم ومايكونش مجهزلها إجابة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة, إن ناس كتير مابتحطش ال"هامش" اللي ربنا قال عليه, وكشاكلهم فيها "خطوط حمراء" كتير, ومليانة "بقع" في كل حتة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة إن ناس كتير, رغم إنها عارفة كويس قوي ذنوبها, إلا إنها معتمدة زيادة حبتين على كرم ربنا ورحمته, مش مستوعبين إن ربنا الرحيم هو نفسه ربنا اللي امرنا إننا نعمل ده ونبعد عن ده وقالنا إننا هتحاسب على كل حاجة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة, إن طول ما الناس شايفة إنها مش بتتسئل, والنعم حواليها من كل حتة, نسيوا تماما إن هييجي يوم تتسئل عن كشاكلها (أو اجنداتها لو فاكرين حكاية اجندة كل سنة)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة, إن ناس كتير قوي فرحانة بحياتها, وفاكرة إن اللي عملته كفاية قوي, مع إنه ممكن يكون مش كفاية, وممكن قوي يكون من غير نية لوجه الله&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;القصة, إن الناس دي, مش بتهتم بدرجاتها, مش بتهتم بالتقديرات, مع إن في حقيقة غايبة عنهم.. إن الدرجات دي لو ماكفتش, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;محدش هيعيد السنة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;رمضان فرصة عظيمة نستغلها, نعمل الواجب, ونزود حبة, ونجيب تقدير.. ولما اسمنا يتنده قدام بقيت الفصل, ويتقاللنا "تعالا خد كشكولك"... ناخد كشكولنا واحنا مطمنين, عاملين الواجب وزيادة, ومش مكسوفين إن نبينا محمد صلى الله عليه وسلم هيشوفه كمان وهنتسئل قدامه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"حاسبوا أنفسكم قبل أن تحاسبوا"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;كل سنة وأنتم طيبين :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-375392543593314727?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/375392543593314727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=375392543593314727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/375392543593314727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/375392543593314727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_31.html' title='تعالا خد كشكولك...'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3577326783331655617</id><published>2009-08-29T09:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:46:46.609+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok, i think the title is clear enough, i'm talking about "Grey' Anatomy" series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I wont tell you the story, most of you -if not all- have been watching it. But i'll be telling you the story of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with Grey's Anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first episodes i started watching - I dont remember which season, most probably 3- were when George O’Malley proposed to Callie, and Burke proposed to Cristina, and that was the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i liked about Grey's Anatomy was how these Drs work hard for the patients, and the different stories that i really used to sympathize with, the complicated combination of emotions that the heroes had, and the nice quotes and lessons learnt that Meredith used to end each episode with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the next season started, with that horrible Dr that Callie became friends with, and the stupid strange "interests" they started to have together in addition to her adventures with Sloan.&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel that this is not really good, why am i watching it!!, I'm not learning from the moral situations anymore, i'm not enjoying it. Not only Callie’s stupid part made me hate it, but the rest of the characters' stories were getting boring and i felt that they all had physiological problems that they were not be having if they Only were Muslims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this bad feeling towards "Grey's Anatomy" reached the peek, i was in a lovely gathering with a beautiful group of girls who named them selves "The Green Muslims" and regularly had religious spiritual meetings that i really adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular gathering was to meet with a convert, "Raya" who was telling us her story with Islam and how great this religion is.&lt;br /&gt;One of the phrases that she said that deeply touched my heart was: "You have to know, that if you want to get close to Allaah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Allah will test you, and he'll test you hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;".. being close to Allaah is not only a wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also said: "your day is already divided between eating, sleeping, working, praying, watching TV, chatting online, etc.... and you want to add to the day a program to get closer to Allah by reading Quraan, praying more or doing more good deeds, but you do not think of quitting any of the activities in the life style that you are accustomed to. Simply, your day wont be enough, your 24 hours are already consumed by the things you already do.. if you want to add some thing to be closer to Allaah, you have to free some space in your day for that. And freeing space means quitting one or more of the things you are doing.. each of you can have a look right now on how your day is spent, and see and decide which part you will leave or free for Allaah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now what!!, is this why whenever i want to be better i always screw up?, because "implicitly" i'm telling Allaah "I have no time for you" -asta3'firu Allaah-.. i decided instantly to quit something i do in my day, to free a space and most importantly to purify my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about my day while she was talking and said to my self: "I'll quit watching Grey's Anatomy".. then i raised my hand, and said it loudly in front of every body, i raised my hand and said: "I'll quit watching Grey's Anatomy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this story was to tell you that Al7amdulillaaaah, since i stopped watching it, i had a great and awesome chance to join a Quran class that i didnt plan to, I'm learning Tajweed nowadays.. i can not describe how great this Quraan is, how relieved i feel now.. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something from this experience, that you can picture your self as a ring carried on a robe, one end is the Qur2aan and the other is songs and what we call "fann".. the closer you are to Quraan makes you definitely -without any effort- away from songs and other meaningless stuff and vise versa... You feel higher than what all other people are busy with, you think like "how silly" these songs or TV shows are, regardless seeing them Halal or Haram, you just see them useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I've experienced my self and learnt, and i really wish you all to feel how sweet the Quraan is, and how lovely it feels reading it, and how great you are when you are closer, closer and closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free a space (Ramadan is a chance, take it, and stick to it even after Ramadan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koll sana wento tayyebeen :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3577326783331655617?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3577326783331655617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3577326783331655617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3577326783331655617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3577326783331655617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/08/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-737766802116362088</id><published>2009-08-06T09:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:40:34.588+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>...اجندة كل سنة</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;السنة دي بقى قرر ميعملش زي كل مرة, أصله كل سنة بيعمل إيه؟, قبل السنة ماتخلص, بيشتري اجندة جديدة بتاعت السنة الجديدة, ويقول في نفسه, لأ السنة دي إن شاء الله مش هكسل.. أصله بيحب يكتب مذكرات, وكل سنة بيقول في عقل باله, أنا نفسي أجيب اجندة, أدون في كل صفحة بتاعت اليوم الحاجات اللي بتحصل في اليوم ده, عشان اعمل أكبر مجموعة ذكريات ومانساش أي حاجة اتعلمتها في أي يوم من حياتي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;المهم إنه كل سنة يشتري الاجندة الجديدة, و تن تن تااااااااااااااان, مبيكتبش أي حاجة, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;يمكن لو كان بيكتب مذاكرته واحداث كل يوم بيومه, يمكن ماكانش غلط كتير, كان اتعلم من الحاجات اللي كتبها, وكان فرح بإحساسه إنه لما يحب يفتكر أي حاجة حلوة, هيلاقيها أكيد في الاجندة بتاعته.. اجندة السنة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;للأسف, كل الاجندات الفاضية بتاعت السنين اللي فاتت كانت بتضيع منه, ومبيعرفش يجيبها تاني, ماتفهمش عفريت بيخفيها ولا إيه!!... المهم انه مش بيعرف يجيبها تاني ,بالتالي مبيقدرش لا يجملها ولا يزينها أو حتى يمسح اللي فيها بالمرة عشان يستخدمها للسنة الجاية مادام هي كده كده ماتكتبش فيها حاجة تقريبا, مبيقدرش عشان هي بمنتهى البساطة: بح&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;السنة دي بقى غير كل سنة, هو قرر فعلا ومش هزار, ومتحمس آخر تلات أرْبع حاجات.. هيجيب اجندة جديدة, اجندة شكلها حلو عشان يحبها, وهيحرص قوي على إيه اللي هيكتبه فيها, عايزها تبقى كلها حاجات مبهجة, حاجات لو في يوم كان مخنوق, وفتح الاجندة, يقرا اللي فيها وهو سعيد بالكلام اللي كان كاتبه زمان وكان تقريبا ناسيه والاجندة هي اللي فكرته.. هيحرص إن حياته فعلا تتغير السنة دي.. هيحرص إن الاجندة دي تبقى محور حياته واهتمامه.. لانه زي ماقلتلكو, هو أصلا بيحبب الكتابة, غير كده, صاحبنا بيفكر لبعييد, بيفكر في ولاده اللي لسة لحد دلوقتي في علم الغيب, بيتخيل لو الاجندة دي وقعت في ايد حد فيهم, فعايز إن كل كلمة فيها تكون حاجة تشرف وتفرح, مايكونش فيها أي حاجة يخجل إن اولاده يشوفوها... وعشان هو هيكتب في الاجندة دي الحاجات اللي بتحصل في يومه, فـهو قرر إنه مش هيعمل في يومه غير الحاجات اللي تفرح أو تشرف وترفع راسه لما أجندته في يوم من الايام تتقري&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;بس خلاص&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;اضيف لمعلومات سيادتكم الآتي:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1) الليلة دي أول ليلة في السنة الجديدة :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2)اجندة السنة اللي فاتت طلعت عند ربنا خلاص ( أصل كل سنة, في ليلة النصف من شعبان, الاعمال بتاعت السنة بتعرض على الله)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3)الاجندة بتتوزع مجانا كل سنة زي الليلة دي, كل واحد فيكم عنده 2 كمان مش واحدة, ( لو بصيت على كتافك, هتلاقي واحدة على اليمين والتانية على الشمال, واللي على اليمين هي اللي تهمنا)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4)ميزة الاجندة دي حاجة حلوة قوي, إن طول ماهية على كتفك, أو حتى لو طلعت عند ربنا, تقدر تمسح الحاجات الوحشة اللي فيها, صدقة بقى واستغفار وصيام عرفة والحركات دي, مش زي ماكان صاحبنا فاهم :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5) اللي فيكم لسة عارف دلوقتي موضوع الاجندة ده, حتى لو بعد ماتوزعت بكام يوم, مش مشكلة, يقدر يقطع أول كام صفحة ويبتدي من أول ماعرف.. أصل الاستغفار والتوبة دول ليهم العجب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6) اللي هيشوف الاجندات بتوعك مش بس عيالك, دي البشرية كلها, العالمين يعني, وفي يوم مش هتكون عايز غير فعلا إنك تشوف في الاجندة حاجة تفرح أو تشرف أو ترفع راسك لفوق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;خلي ربنا راضي عنك, وابدا سنة جديدة في حياتك, باجندة جميلة تحب تشوفها يوم القيامة, وكفاية قوي الكلام اللي اتكتب في الاجندات القديمة.. واللي إنت فعلا خايف إن البشرية كلها تعرفه يوم القيامة..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ليلة النصف من شعبان, سنة جديدة, اجندة جديدة..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;وكل اجندة وأنتم طيبين :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-737766802116362088?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/737766802116362088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=737766802116362088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/737766802116362088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/737766802116362088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_06.html' title='...اجندة كل سنة'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5662946188852421331</id><published>2009-07-18T02:25:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:27:38.627+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><title type='text'>عايز 4 جنيه فكة</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;كل يوم بيرجع من نفس المشوار بتاكسي ودايما بيدفع للتاكسي 4 جنيه, هو يادوبك كده على مشوار زي ده.. ودايما بيعمل حسابه إنه يكون معاه 4 جنيه فكة عشان التاكسي مايرفضش يرجعله الباقي.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;بس أحيانا بيبقى معاه 5 جنيه, مابيهتميش إنه يفكها, أصله مرات الطريق بيبقى زحمة, فـمش مشكلة يعني لما يدفع 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;في مرة كان معاه 10 جنيه, طبعا خاف إن التاكسي ياخد 6 ولا 7 جنيه, فـكان لازم يفكك الفلوس. طبعا أنتم عارفين البياعين في مصر, لو قلتله معاك فكة؟يقولك لأ واللهِ.. طبعا معاه وبيحلف كدب, المهم, كان بيفكر إنه لازم يشتري حاجة بالعشرة جنيه عشان يفكها&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;قعد يفكر يا ترى أجيب إيه؟.. أصله بالمرة بقى, مادام هيشتري يبقى يجيب حاجة عايزها, ميجبش مثلا بسكويت شمعدان اللي مش بيحبوا عشان يبقى معاه فكة يعني!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;صاحبنا لاقى إن اقل حاجة هيجيبها هتبقى بجنيه ونص.. بس كده الراجل هيرجعله 8.5, وممكن تبقى الخمسة مجمدة ويفضل معاه 3.5 ومايكفوش حق التاكسي.. ومش أكيد إن البياع يرجعله 5 جنيه فكة يعني.. اصلهم بيحبوا الفكة.. قام فَكر إنه يجيب حاجة بستة جنيه, أهو كده اضمن.. يجيب اللي عايزه وفنفس الوقت يضمن إن اللي هيرجعله 4 جنيه حق التاكسي اللي هو أصلا عايزه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;صاحبنا راح اشترى الحاجة, كان معاه 10 جنيه, وكان هدفه إنه يبقى معاه 4 جنيه فكة.. اخينا صرف 6 جنيه بحالهم عشان يبقى معاه 4 جنيه بس, اللي هم كانوا معاه اصلا بس مش بصورة مباشرة, مش فكة يعني..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;وجاب حاجات هايفة طبعا, أصله يعني هيجيب إيه من كشك في الشارع.. اكيد حاجة ساقعة وشوكولاتة, أو أي عك هو أصلا ماكانش عايزه..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;بس خلاص, هي دي القصة..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;العشرة جنيه هما الحاجات اللي عندنا, وال 4 جنيه هي الحاجات اللي مش عندنا وعايزينها وفاهمين انها هتفرحنا.. مشوار التاكسي بتاع كل يوم ده هو الحياة بتاعتنا اللي عايشينها وعايزين نبقى مبصوتين فيها.. سواق التاكسي هو الحاجات اللي بنخاف تحصل في حياتنا وتعكر فرحتنا.. والكشك هو التلاهي اللي في الحياة اللي ممكن تفرحنا بس بتبعدنا عن هدفنا وتضيع وقتنا...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;القصة إن ربنا مدينا نعم كتير, أكتر من اللي محتاجينه, بس احنا مش مقدرين قيمتهم, بنبص دايما على اللي مش عندنا, حتى لو كان عندنا, بننسى إنها موجودة, ونفضل ندور على اللي شايفين إنه مش معانا.. دايما فاهمين إن السعادة في الحاجة اللي خسرناها أو مش فايدينا دلوقتي, مابناخدش بالنا إن اللي معانا يسوى أكتر بكتير من اللي فاكرين إنه هيفرحنا.. بنضحي باللي في ايدينا مها كانت قيمته عشان اللي مش فايدينا مهما كانت هيافته.. بمعنى آخر, بنستهبل.. وبعد مانسيب اللي معانا بنندم على إننا اتغيرنا, ونستغرب احنا ليه مابقيناش زي الأول وهو ا اللي بيحصلنا ده!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;هو اللي حصل ولا حاجة, غير إن كان معانا 10 جنيه وفكناهم, عشان يبقى معانا 4 جنيه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5662946188852421331?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5662946188852421331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5662946188852421331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5662946188852421331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5662946188852421331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/07/4.html' title='عايز 4 جنيه فكة'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-7782137564495867615</id><published>2009-07-03T17:00:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:23:31.951+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wajh Allaah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs.Zainab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='شكراً'/><title type='text'>Al7amdulillaaah, blessed :)</title><content type='html'>Dear Zainab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was holding a paper and pen and I was thinking: yaah, for a long time i didn't have that feeling that Allaah is "bykremny", the deep gratitude that Allaah has done very special thing specially for me and only me, the feeling that i say "yaaaaaaaaaah" and feel deeply blessed and rush to make sajdet shukr.. i was thinking of this and missing this feeling a lot.. i wrote down: "I miss Al..." and was about to write "i miss Allaah", i paused for a second and thought: No Allaah is always there for me, Allaah is there, it's not that i miss Allaah, it's that i miss Karam Allaaah, i miss "Al Kareem", and that how i wrote it "i miss Al Kareem".. and sighed: ya rabb ekremny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours later, i went to the Qur2an lesson with a dear friend from work, in the class i have a teacher that i don't like her way of teaching much, but i used to say: no problem, i'll bare that for the sake of Allaah, anyway, all i want is to learn!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the point, when i went to the lesson the teacher told us (my fiend and me) you have been moved to another class, we said ok and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how great the other teacher is, she is really awesome, she "knows" what she says, i really felt a student with her although she looks young.. i was so happy to join her class.. al7amdulillaaah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the lecture, the lecturer was talking about the intentions, that they should be purely for Allaah when attending the Qur2an lessons, she mentioned that she was once revising Qur2an (masha2Allaah she memorizes it all) and reciting Qur2aan with a teacher who memorizes only 5 chapters of Qur2an, and she was feeling bad about it, how can someone memorizing the whole qur2an have a teacher memorzing only 5 chapters!, she mentioned that to her Shaikh -Sh. Mahmoud Al Tablawy- and he said: لو اخلصتي النية لله لجعلها الله لك جبريلا يُقرؤك القرآن... she commented and said:that was true, be sure that if your intention is scincere for the sake of Allaah, he will bless you and teach you. At that moment i remembered when you told me: "واتقوا الله ويعلمكم الله".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how my teacher changed :), Allaah did bless me al7amdulillaa :), i'm very pleased about it and feel blessed, i felt this is "Karam" from Allaah "Alkareem" whom i asked for his karam earlier that day.. indeed: إن ربي لسميع الدعاء :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, everytime i go to the lesson i remember you, i pray for you, and wish you share me thawaab, you encourged me, i always remember your words.. I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al7amduluillaah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-7782137564495867615?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/7782137564495867615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=7782137564495867615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7782137564495867615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7782137564495867615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/07/al7amdulillaaah-blessed.html' title='Al7amdulillaaah, blessed :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5536615227289299442</id><published>2009-06-30T21:14:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:17:28.897+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Learnt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yaqeen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidaya'/><title type='text'>فاستهدوني أهدكم</title><content type='html'>Assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear a lot that when we see some ine in ma3seya, instead of commenting on them or blaming them for doing it, we are supposed to ask for Hidaya for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a girl in my college, 3 classes younger, whom whenever i saw i was wondering how she acted like that, how she dressed and how she treated boys.. Once i criticized that so a friend of mine said: Pray for her, ask Allaah to bless her with Hidaya. And i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another girl, i remember i saw her once in the garden chatting with a boy in an unsuitable way, i was about to go and tell them that what they are doing isn't right, but i preferred to stay out of it and also prayed for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i didn't know that these two girls were friends, I knew that when i saw them 2 weeks ago together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this whole post about is the place where i saw those girls, i saw them in a Qur2an Center, they were there learning Qur2an and memorizing it.. I was really happy to see them, and also surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying at all that they were there because of my du3aa2, of course not, but I really hoped that moment that i have even the tiniest thawaab in this, i tried hard to remember if i was sincere in my prayer or not, Allaahu a3laam, but i really learnt that no matter what, when you pray for someone for hidaya, you have to be sure, very sure, that Allaaah will change those people, don’t just pray hopelessly doubting that these people may one day be good.. this is a great sin as i believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub7ana Allaah, I learnt to always pray for those whom I see in ma3siyaa, with "yaqeen", unlike as i used to do before, praying for them as if: "ya7aaraam.. yallaa.. ahoh.. rabbena yehdeehom!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allaah said: "كذلك كنتم من قبل فمن الله عليكم " and this most of the time is true, even if you were never in the state you saw and this verse do not apply, remember that it is a bless that you have never been like that, and "فمن الله عليكم" part is valid all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that Allaah forgives me for doubting people when asking for Hidaya for them, after all even if you doubt people, we trust Allaaah, and we know that the phrase "فاستهدوني أهدكم" is unconditional and assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillaah, glad for the two girls, and i wish i took any 7asanaa for that prayer that i once said, and from now on, i will pray with the intention that I gain Hasanaat when Allaah bless a person -whom i sincerely prayed for- with Hidaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5536615227289299442?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5536615227289299442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5536615227289299442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5536615227289299442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5536615227289299442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_30.html' title='فاستهدوني أهدكم'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4370547813558052780</id><published>2009-06-14T21:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:03:57.374+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs.Zainab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><title type='text'>و لا نزكي على الله أحدا</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;27/3/2009&lt;/div&gt;Dear Zainab :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwalan i miss u so much, tawwelty el 3'eeba.. i hope u are blessed with Allah's mercy upon u, and can see ur plance in jannah by now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called M Magdy yesterday ya zeezi.. i asked about him, and his voice was soo sad..he just keeps saying al7amdulillaah ad asking Allaah for his mercy upon u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him: No doubt that she had a great thawaab after all the pain she had.. He said: Na7sabuha 3ala 5ayr wala nozakky 3ala Allaahi a7adaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprized with the reply actually.. for god sake, you are his wife, he knows very well how much you suffered with your illness and how great you were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bgd sub7ana Allaaah, i learnt somthing in that call, something deep&lt;br /&gt;and ya zeezi i hope you are in paradise now, a7sabuki 3ala 5ayr wala ozakki 3ala Allaahi a7adan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4370547813558052780?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4370547813558052780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4370547813558052780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4370547813558052780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4370547813558052780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='و لا نزكي على الله أحدا'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5737067974095640376</id><published>2009-06-01T17:44:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:50:12.651+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zain Al Abideen'/><title type='text'>Amen :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ِبِسْمِ اللَّهِ الَّذِي لَا أَرْجُو إِلَّا فَضْلَهُ ، وَ لَا أَخْشَى إِلَّا عَدْلَهُ ، وَ لَا أَعْتَمِدُ إِلَّا قَوْلَهُ ، وَ لَا أَتَمَسَّكُ إِلَّا بِحَبْلِهِ ، بِكَ أَسْتَجِيرُ يَا ذَا الْعَفْوِ وَ الرِّضْوَانِ مِنَ الظُّلْمِ وَ الْعُدْوَانِ ، وَ مِنْ غِيَرِ الزَّمَانِ ، وَ تَوَاتُرِ الْأَحْزَانِ ، وَ طَوَارِقِ الْحَدَثَانِ ، وَ مِنِ انْقِضَاءِ الْمُدَّةِ قَبْلَ التَّأَهُّبِ وَ الْعُدَّةِ ، وَ إِيَّاكَ أَسْتَرْشِدُ لِمَا فِيهِ الصَّلَاحُ وَ الْإِصْلَاحُ ، وَ بِكَ أَسْتَعِينُ فِيمَا يَقْتَرِنُ بِهِ النَّجَاحُ وَ الْإِنْجَاحُ ، وَ إِيَّاكَ أَرْغَبُ فِي لِبَاسِ الْعَافِيَةِ وَ تَمَامِهَا ، وَ شُمُولِ السَّلَامَةِ وَ دَوَامِهَا ، وَ أَعُوذُ بِكَ يَا رَبِّ مِنْ هَمَزاتِ الشَّياطِينِ ، وَ أَحْتَرِزُ بِسُلْطَانِكَ مِنْ جَوْرِ السَّلَاطِينِ ، فَتَقَبَّلْ مَا كَانَ مِنْ صَلَاتِي وَ صَوْمِي ، وَ اجْعَلْ غَدِي وَ مَا بَعْدَهُ أَفْضَلَ مِنْ سَاعَتِي وَ يَوْمِي ، وَ أَعِزَّنِي فِي عَشِيرَتِي وَ قَوْمِي ، وَ احْفَظْنِي فِي يَقَظَتِي وَ نَوْمِي ، فَأَنْتَ اللَّهُ خَيْرٌ حَافِظاً ، وَ أَنْتَ أَرْحَمُ الرَّاحِمِينَ .اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي أَبْرَأُ إِلَيْكَ فِي يَوْمِي هَذَا وَ مَا بَعْدَهُ مِنَ الْآحَادِ ، مِنَ الشِّرْكِ وَ الْإِلْحَادِ ، وَ أُخْلِصُ لَكَ دُعَائِي تَعَرُّضاً لِلْإِجَابَةِ ، وَ أَقْهَرُ نَفْسِي عَلَى طَاعَتِكَ رَجَاءً لِلْإِثَابَةِ ، فَصَلِّ عَلَى مُحَمَّدٍ وَ آلِهِ خَيْرِ خَلْقِكَ ، الدَّاعِي إِلَى حَقِّكَ ، وَ أَعِزَّنِي بِعِزِّكَ الَّذِي لَا يُضَامُ ، وَ احْفَظْنِي بِعَيْنِكَ الَّتِي لَا تَنَامُ ، وَ اخْتِمْ بِالِانْقِطَاعِ إِلَيْكَ أَمْرِي ، وَ بِالْمَغْفِرَةِ عُمُرِي ، إِنَّكَ أَنْتَ الْغَفُورُ الرَّحِيمُ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Du3aa2 was said by Al Imam Zain Al Abideen, very nice and very touching :) Allahumma istajib.. Allahumma ameen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5737067974095640376?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5737067974095640376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5737067974095640376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5737067974095640376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5737067974095640376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/06/amen.html' title='Amen :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2257229625696686388</id><published>2009-05-30T13:33:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:28:49.853+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><title type='text'>I'm Longing :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to know that you are coming soon :), i was really waiting for the day you come and very glad that it is getting closer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the days when you were here, how great those days were, i was always wondering if they will come back, if I'll ever get the chance to meet with you again, if i will live till the next visit, I always keep praying to, I always as Allaah to bless me by you, because i really love it when you are around..&lt;br /&gt;It was really hard for me when you left, the hardest part that I never know if i will meet you gain or not.. you are so dear that i want you always to be here, but Al7amdulillaah for every thing... I always hope you come back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were here was one of my best days, I remember the prayers I said, the diaries I wrote, the feelings I had.. I remember how strongly you touched my heart and how you -every time- change me deeply from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always help me reconsider, you always remind me how great I can be, and how great I am, you always remind me of Allaah, of the love i have for him in my heart, I always learn a lot from you.. you are bless, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always give me hope, you fill my heart with love, you change my perspective towards things.. You always make me closer to Allaah, you teach how to love Qur'an, read it and feel it. My days are always bright when you are here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you, and i miss being my self when you are around.. everything becomes very different, really different :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I always keep promising that when you come I'll do this and I'll do that, I'll stop this and stop that and try to be a good girl, yet every time I don’t fulfill my promises, and I feel bad about it.. I'm really sorry for that.. Hopefully this time I become the good girl i was always promising to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the things you bring for me.. Well, to be honest, I wait for them as much as i wait for you.. you always bring what I wish.. I find it easier to ask for things when you are here, because I’m sure that Allaah will give me, for your sake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I love the 3 gifts you always bring every time you come: Mercy, Forgiveness and Salvation from Hell.. I really pray i get them this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ramadan, I wish i live till you come :) and I wish you find me as you deserve to find me :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahumma balle3'na Ramadaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2257229625696686388?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2257229625696686388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2257229625696686388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2257229625696686388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2257229625696686388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-longing.html' title='I&apos;m Longing :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3929822188472611180</id><published>2009-05-18T15:45:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:58:25.979+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs.Zainab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>When you lose someone close to your heart...</title><content type='html'>Assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard feeling, and you don't to actually know how you are supposed to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss them, sad that they are not there when you most need them to be, you may want to feel angry that they left, you feel helpless that you can't talk to them, you can't pick the phone to say that you miss them, you just can't... you can't go to the places that you used to go to meet with them; bcz simply, they wont show up! you may go alone, and start remembering the feelings that you had when they where there next to you, the conversations that you had, the smiles on your faces, you remember and remember, you wait for them to show up, then you look around to realize that they are not there, they are only in your own memory.. then you raise your head, stare at the sky with eyes full of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are then sure that they are dead, because you are sure that if they were alive they wont disappear just like that without even a goodbye, they wont let go of you, they know they would be hurting you if they did, and you know they will never ever do it purposely, and this is the moment when you are 100% sure that they will never come back... they are now part of the past, they "were", they are dead!&lt;/p&gt;Then you want to make it easy on your self, you remind your self that they didn't leave by their own will, they did not walk away, they didn't abandon you, they'd just disappeared from your life all of a sudden, but this kills you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you find that they had left that good memory inside you.. you are not able to hate them, even if it had happened one day that they caused you harm or even hurted your feelings, you can't help forgetting all the bad memories and remembering the good ones, you can't blame them for they had gone, you die to know why they'd left but you can never ask..And there, deep inside your heart, you can't stop loving them, and you miss them so much, you miss them deeply and sometimes you just keep thinking and thinking about them to the extent that puts you in a very bad need to just hear their voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you tell your self that it was not their will to leave, it's Allah's will, .. and then you remember to thank Allaah for what he chose, cz you know that whatever Allaah chooses, it is the good thing, but you still have that pain in the heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you decide not to thank Allaah sadly, you want to be satisfied, you decide to smile, you decide to thank Allaah for putting those people in your life, for letting you have such peaceful and sweet memories, thank him because he tought you through them a lot, thank him because you love him and love them, thank him because you never know this is good for you, thank him because you trust that he is doing you a favour, thank him because whenever you feel that pain in the heart, and whenever you strongly miss them, you only say one word: "Yaaa rabb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you are happy with the memories you'd shared with them and want to keep remembering them forever, you want to remember their face perfectly, you want not to forget them, you want to remember every word, every move and every action. You are afraid, truly afraid, that you may forget them oneday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When those people left, you were told that they died, so you keep reminding your self with this fact all the time, you keep telling your self: "They died, they died, they died, they died...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you start telling yourself that this is not the end, and will never be! you start having that hope that you will meet them isAllaah in heaven, hoping that they are happy and deeply wish them to be with Allaaah, in the maqaam of Al sali7een Al mottaqeen, and having all kind of blesses that they kept telling you before leave that they were dreaming of, you wish them what they wished for themselves, you smile when you imagine them smiling there in the heaven, and sitting with their beloved, sayyedna Muhammad salla Allaahu 3alihi wasallaam and seeing the face Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa with the ultimate satisfaction that they could ever dream of!&lt;/p&gt;Then you have nothing to do for them except praying, because you want the image that you are having now for them to come true. You ask Allaaah to take care for them, love them and have mercy on them and wish them to be in the companionship of sayyedna Muhammad -salla Allahu 3alihi wasallam-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you pause, thinking, do they remember me?! do they pray for me?! do they miss me as much as i do?!, do they want me to be with them?!.. and because you don't have answers for all those questions, you start praying that they do, and you start and having a great hope that you see them and be there with them in the heaven isAllaaah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3929822188472611180?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3929822188472611180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3929822188472611180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3929822188472611180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3929822188472611180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-you-lose-someone-close-to-your.html' title='When you lose someone close to your heart...'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5767196181392829465</id><published>2009-05-15T22:33:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:51:20.710+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><title type='text'>Forgive Me When I Whine</title><content type='html'>Assalamu 3alikom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story i'm about to tell now may seem silly, actually very silly :D, but that day i was so happy and sajadtt shokr cz i deeply felt that Allaah is with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday, at work, early morning, my TL told me online: "Noha, Amr is on a vacation today, please come and sit in his place".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amr is a collegue of mine and his partition is next to my TL's, she wanted us to sit next to her to "facilitate the communication" as she said. That is because i'm sitting really far from her, our floor is like a rectangle -like any floor on earth :D- i sit in the right side and she is on the left one, so it really takes time to go to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i dislike sitting there, i dont feel comfortable at all at that side, so i decided to tell her that i wont go :D (this shows how i've really changed :D, when I first started work, i was VERY obedient (A))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We argued online, then i went to her, and she kept insisting that i sit there and i kept insisting that i dont want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, in such situations, I HAVE to do what she says, but my problem was (in addition to that i dont feel comfortable there) that another team member was sitting away, and there is only one place available "temporarily", so even if i move, another team member will still be sitting away, so we are not actually solving the "communication problem".&lt;br /&gt;I told her both reasons!! But she kept insisting and i kept refusing for some time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to tell you that she didnt ask the other team member cz she is afraid of her and both dislike each other (ma2edritsh 3ala 7omaar 2edret 3ala el barda3a!! and this also irritated me very much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation ended that she will talk to our manager to solve the issue. Yes, that was a threat! but i would say the same thing to the manager if she asked me to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was strict and calm while talking to her, but once i left her i went to the other team member who sits away and started crying, i really hated how she insisted and that she didn't respect how i feel about moving and wanted to force me to move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 30 mins, one of the company emplyees who is responsible of the place and partitions and stuff like that, came to us and said: "We have changes in places because we will need to do some fixes in other floors, so we want to re-allocate you all, all the teasting team will sit in one side, to leave the other side for the support team who will come form the 5th floor!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to tell you that the side that the testing team will move to, was the one i'm sitting in :D, so now, I will not move and the TL is the one who will move to come to my side "the testing side" according to managerial commands!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Felt like WOW :D (I feel WOW alot, i know :D) bgd sub7ana Allaaaaaaaaaah, it's not only that i wont move my place, it's that All the testing team should stay at that part of the floor, and she will come!! WOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mate told me: "wa yamkoroona wa yamkuru Allaah" :D!! enty feeki shee2 lillaaah, enty el wa7ed y5aaf yday2ik :D&lt;br /&gt;And i made sajdet shokr and my mate was luaghing out load of what had happened :D&lt;br /&gt;I didnt feel happy, cz i felt that if i was happy i will be like (bashmaat feehaa) but bgd, i deeply felt gratitude, that Allaah was there next to me, in this very trivial issue, that is not critical by any how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al7amdulillaah bgd :).. i learnt from this situation to trust Allaah more, I felt Ma3eyyat Allaah, i felt that Allaah 3aazza wajall is telling me: See, i manage your life very well. See how i managed your place and made a whole floor need some fixes just not to let you move forced from your place, imagine what can be what i'm doing now for you manage your life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrakt 3azamet rabbena aktaar at that moment, and felt smaaaaall, veryy smaaall.. bsara7aa keda, esta7eeet mn rabbena, esta7eet that I sometimes complain, sometimes i feel bad about things that happen to me (knowing that what happens to you is how Allaaah manages your life!), i felt like I wanted to apologize to Allaah and say i'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allaah, oh Allaah, forgive me when i whine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5767196181392829465?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5767196181392829465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5767196181392829465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5767196181392829465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5767196181392829465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/05/forgive-me-when-i-whine.html' title='Forgive Me When I Whine'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-6127025685986959198</id><published>2009-05-14T00:28:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:43:36.810+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yaqeen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>فأدِمْ ربي عكوفي</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;قد كفاني عِلمُ ربي ~ من سؤالي واختياري&lt;br /&gt;فــــدعائي وابتهالي ~ شاهدٌ لي بافتقاري&lt;br /&gt;فلهذا الســــر أدعو ~ في يساري وعساري&lt;br /&gt;أنا عبدٌ صـــار فخري ~ ضمنَ فقري واضطراري&lt;br /&gt;قـد كفاني علمُ ربي ~ من سؤالي واختياري&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا إلهي ومليكي ~ أنت تعلم كـــيف حالي&lt;br /&gt;وبما قد حـــــل قلبي ~ من همومٍ واشتغالِ&lt;br /&gt;فــتداركني بلطفٍ ~ منك يا مولى الموالي&lt;br /&gt;ياكريمَ الوجه غثني ~ قبل أن يفنى اصطباري&lt;br /&gt;قـد كفاني علم ربي ~ من سؤالي واختياري&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا سريعَ الغوث غوثـًا ~ منك يدركني سريعا&lt;br /&gt;يهزم العســرَ ويأتي ~ بالذي أرجو جميعا&lt;br /&gt;يا قريبًا يا مجيبًا ~ يا عليمًا يا سميعا&lt;br /&gt;قد تحققتُ بعجزي ~ وخضوعي وانكســـاري&lt;br /&gt;قد كفاني علم ربي ~ من سؤالي واختياري&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لم أزل بالباب واقف ~ فارحمَنْ ربي وقوفي&lt;br /&gt;وبوادي الفـــضل عاكف ~ فأدِمْ ربي عكوفي&lt;br /&gt;ولحســــن الظن ألازم ~ فهو خلـّي وحليفي&lt;br /&gt;وأنيســــــي وجليسي ~ طول ليلي ونهاري&lt;br /&gt;قد كـفاني علم ربي ~ من سؤالي واختياري&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حاجةً في النفس يا رب ~ فاقضها يا خير قاضي&lt;br /&gt;وأرح ســـــري وقلبي ~ من لظاها والشواظ&lt;br /&gt;في ســـــــرورٍ وحُبورٍ ~ وإذا ما كنتَ راضي&lt;br /&gt;فالهـَنا والبســـطُ حالي ~ وشعاري ودثاري&lt;br /&gt;قد كفاني علم ربي ~ من ســـؤالي واختياري&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6127025685986959198?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6127025685986959198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6127025685986959198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6127025685986959198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6127025685986959198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='فأدِمْ ربي عكوفي'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5487871093842996356</id><published>2009-05-11T22:28:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:45:02.938+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swine Flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>Assalamu 3alikom, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tab3an el maktoob embayyan mn 3enwanoo (3ala ra2y el Lebnaneyyeen), but i don't want to talk about the issue from the aspects that every body does nowadays, i have another point that i want to share :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a very strong feeling, intiuition, "yaqeen" fillaah shadeed, and a big "trust" in Allaah that the virus wont reach Egypt nor the Gulf area. I'm almost sure about it, and i "know" that isAllaah, we wont have it in Egypt isAllaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually, i don't have reasons for my intuitions, so I can't tell you why, but here is something i believe: if a "Muslim" dies because of the "Swine" flu, this will be a very "himulating"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse; webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: normal; BORDER-COLLAPSE: separate; webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0pxfont-family:Georgia;" &gt; way to die (as a firend of mine said), ya3ny we don't eat them in order to obey Allah, will he make us catch their flu!!! I believe that Allaah is greater to let us die that why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, what i'm saying has nothing to do with reality, we just may wake up next morning hearing that an Egyptian person cought swine flu, it may happen, but i just don't feel it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway bardo :), i think we are taking our precautions, and most importantly praying to Allaah to protect us from the disease, and that is enough for now as i think :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5487871093842996356?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5487871093842996356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5487871093842996356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5487871093842996356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5487871093842996356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1054196790652368326</id><published>2009-05-01T15:58:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:50:12.207+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><title type='text'>Overloaded?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: left;line-height:normal;direction:ltr;unicode-bidi:embed"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:8.5pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It happens a lot that we complain that we are "overloaded", we say it when we have a lot to do in a very short time, that we are not able to manage where to start, what to do, how to get things done and meet all the deadlines, do things quickly and well, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overloaded?.. Isn't it the state when we you have some thing huge to handle -only one thing- and you are not able to manage? You see it too big for you, or you are too small for it, a responsibility that you are too young to carry, alone and need a shoulder to lean on. When you feel like: "it is too heavy, i can't.. I can't, it's heavy.. I just can't".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are not wise enough to think, aware enough to decide, strong enough to face it, big enough to take it.. But, ooopss, it's already there on your shoulders, it may break you, or you can decide to take it, it hurts, but you "have to", simply because Allaah choose you to handle it, and only Allaah knows that you are the right person for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, you ask Allaah for the wisdom, strength, patience, and most importantly, you ask Allaah for help, because you don't want to break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allaah can carry it for you, just wait and see, in the mean while, do something about it!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1054196790652368326?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1054196790652368326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1054196790652368326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1054196790652368326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1054196790652368326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/05/overloaded.html' title='Overloaded?!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2296270489803729975</id><published>2009-04-21T00:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:25:11.571+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muhammad (pbuh)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><title type='text'>احرص على ما ينفعك</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;"المؤمن القوي خير وأحب إلي الله من المؤمن الضعيف، وفي كل خير، احرص على ما ينفعك، واستعن بالله ولا تعجِز، ولا تقل لو أني فعلت كذا لكان كذا، ولكن قل: قدر الله وما شاء فعل. فإن (لو) تفتح عمل الشيطان" .صدق رسول الله صلى الله عليه و سلم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I knew this 7adeeth but fragmented, pieces in different occasions, but never before did i know that all these pieces are from one 7adeeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;When you get the whole picture, u r speechless amazed of how gr8 it is, encouraging, motivating, positive and proactive. This is how we are supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;It holds all the meanings of vision, mission, attitude, planning, doing, and going on without regretting, the whole process of success and efficiency!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Muslims never look back, we always look forward :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Allahumma salli 3ala Mihammed wa3a Alihi wasa7bhi wasallem tasleeman katheeeeeeeeeeeraa :) &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Dina El Etriby :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2296270489803729975?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2296270489803729975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2296270489803729975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2296270489803729975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2296270489803729975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_21.html' title='احرص على ما ينفعك'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-474108328166182059</id><published>2009-04-05T20:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:52:14.441+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muhammad (pbuh)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quran'/><title type='text'>ألم نشرح لك صدرك</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, in the taxi, the radio was on, Al Qur2aan channel, it was soorat Al Shar7..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Shay5 said: "ألم نشرح لك صدرك" the taxi driver said: "3alihi assalatu wassalaaam" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like WOW!!, bgd for my first time i notice this, sayyedna Muhammad was mentioned and we are supposed to say "Salla Allahu 3alihi wassalaam"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked it, and i felt tat i had a great lesson :) :).. isAllaah i will always say salla Allahu 3alihi wassalam when he is mentioned in the Qur2an, not only in our ordinary talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazaka Allahu 5ayraan yastaaa :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-474108328166182059?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/474108328166182059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=474108328166182059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/474108328166182059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/474108328166182059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_05.html' title='ألم نشرح لك صدرك'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-7749207110727255984</id><published>2009-04-02T15:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:06:52.049+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ahmad Ak Kobaisy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabic Language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thawab'/><title type='text'>الأجر و الفضل</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SdTGDwywMKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SNILqQpElP4/s1600-h/qbaisi_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320094827771080866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SdTGDwywMKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SNILqQpElP4/s320/qbaisi_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SdTF3JPk3uI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nSw5PxDq20s/s1600-h/qbaisi_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if any of you have heard about Shay5 Ahmad Al Kubaisy, He is from Iraq, and living in Dubai. He is one of my favourite shoyoo5 masha2Allaah 3aleeh fe3laan, rabbena yzeedo 3elm w yg3alo mn el sali7eeen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a lot of programs explaining the Qur2an words, and why did allaah sub7anahu wata3ala mention this word not that one, why is this word before another in a vrese, and vice versa in a nother.. masha2allaah 3aleeh bgd... and all what you feel while listening to him is Allaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah 2add a rabbena sub7anahu 3azeeem, w 2add a el qur2an baleee3', w 2add a every thing is VERY CLEAR in the Qur2an, but it's our problem that we dont understand Arabic lel asaf..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh Ahmed insists that in can NEVER happen that Allaah mentions 2 words in the Qur2an for the same meaning, each word has a stand alone meaning that can never be decsribed by another. and you find that clearly masha2Allaah when he explains the verses, and u just keep saying Sub7ana Allaaah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greated lessons was when he spoke about the difference between: Al Ajr, Al fadl, Al Jazaa2, Al thawaab and Al ra7maa.. Fe3laan Aktaar mn ra2e3!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Stronglyyy recommend u to watch the episode, it is raw3a bekoll el maqayees :&lt;a href="http://www.elqubessi.mohdy.com/wmplayer.asp?p_path=http://www.islamyaat.com/media/elkalema/wma/e10_h.wma"&gt;http://www.elqubessi.mohdy.com/wmplayer.asp?p_path=http://www.islamyaat.com/media/elkalema/wma/e10_h.wma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to see all the episodes u can check the following link: &lt;a href="http://www.elqubessi.mohdy.com/qubessi.aspx?p_name_english=s1"&gt;http://www.elqubessi.mohdy.com/qubessi.aspx?p_name_english=s1&lt;/a&gt; .. i recommend that you start with episode One, the select what ever you wish later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you enjoy, and i'm sure you will isAllaaah :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazahu Allahu 5ayraan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-7749207110727255984?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/7749207110727255984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=7749207110727255984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7749207110727255984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7749207110727255984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='الأجر و الفضل'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SdTGDwywMKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SNILqQpElP4/s72-c/qbaisi_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3078137943068705410</id><published>2009-03-27T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:29:11.581+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='شكراً'/><title type='text'>و اشكروا لله</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assalamu 3alikom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have u ever thought of the word "Shokran"(شكراً) why is it "mansoobah"?? - if u know arabic grammer u will know what i mean :D-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me tell u what i think, regardless if this was correct or wrong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allah sub7anahu wata3ala said in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Qur2aan: "اعْمَلُوا آلَ دَاوُودَ شُكْرًا".. that "shokr is an action u do, a deed, unlike "al7amd" that is just something u say showing that u are greatful to Allaah.. after we eat for example, we say a7lamdulillaah, there is no action that we take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Also Allah said:"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;و اشكروا لله&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "&gt;".. lillaah, not "oshkoro Allah" ( ya3ny fi3l didecated lillaah).. make a deed with the intention that this 3amal is shokr lillaah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the first point, the word "Shokran": why is is mansooba?? I dont know a percise answer to be honest. but here is what i concluded :D :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shokran is "maf3ool li2ajlih".. let's say: a3taytuka al maa2a shokran (i gave u the water thanking).. so i made this action because i wanted to thank u.. so this lead us that, it is not "gramatically" correct, that someone makes u a favour and u reply saying: "Shokran".. howwa a elly shokraan.. feen el "maf3ool" li2ajl el shokr ?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is more "gramatically" correct that when someone makes u a favour, u show up after few days, carrying flowers for example, and hand him saying: "Shokran".. so you will be saying implicitly: "I'm giving u the flowers "Shokran" for the favour u made for me :) :) "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hadith of sayyedna Muhammad salla Allahu 3alihi wasallam:&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (( وَمَنْ صَنَعَ إِليكم معروفا فكافئوه . فإن لم تجدوا ما تكافئوه فادْعُوا له )).. i believe somehow assures the meaning that thanking is something to be done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'Simplified Arabic'; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hatha wallaahi a3laam :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: lw tele3 e3raab kelmet "Shokraan" 7aga tanya.. hab2a baftyy w el post maloosh lazmaa :D.. bas yakfeeny haraf el mo7awlaa :huh .. :P :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3078137943068705410?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3078137943068705410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3078137943068705410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3078137943068705410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3078137943068705410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html' title='و اشكروا لله'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8487980040163624323</id><published>2009-03-19T23:13:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:38:59.727+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yaqeen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>بلى.. و لكن ليطمئن قلبي</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at work, a friend of mine is going to get married soon isAllaah and we were talking about life after marrige.. the conversation led us talking about being grandmothers and having grandchildren.. the girl said: "ana mazonnish enno hayb2a 3andy a7faad.. l2anny 3'alibaan mesh haykoon ma3aya floos agawwez welady :D :D".. and this was supposed to be a joke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;......and here i started :D....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told her, never ever say this... never assume that u will be in a bad state, w have to know that Allaah is great, Allaah has EVERY thing in hand,&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; "وَإِن مِّن شَيْءٍ إِلاَّ عِندَنَا خَزَائِنُهُ وَمَا نُنَزِّلُهُ إِلاَّ بِقَدَرٍ مَّعْلُومٍ".. ya3ny el 7aga already mawgooda 3and rabbena sub7anahu wata3alaa.. what ever it is, se77aa, awlad, nagaa7, mawadda, salaa7, reda, yaqeen, 7obb, 3arabeyaat, floos, shagaar, ba7r, safar, hiking, diving,... ayy 7agaaaaa is already there, el fekra bas enn rabbena nazzel menha "biqadarin ma3loom".. so ask Allaah from what he has "fooo2" 3ando mesh from el "qadr" el so3'ayyaar elly "ta7t" 3andena!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Allaah sub7anahu wata3ala is qader.. do u know ya3ny a qade&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;r!! la2 mesh qader bas, da rabbena qadeeeer.. he can do anything, ANYTHING, can u imagine what can anything be!! what ever comes to your mind, Allaah CAN DO IT! sub7anahu wata3ala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Traditional Arabic';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;a name="searched"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;w 3azamet qodret Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa is actually in being able to do the unexpected, to give u more that u could imagine, to bless u in a way that u coud never think of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is yaqeen what we are talking here about.. the deeeeeeeeeeep feeeling that is there deep inside the heart that Allaah is there, that he hears u all the time, enny koll makallemo bysma3ny, mesh lamma bad3y, la2 lamma batkallem, and Allaah can give me anything 3ashan ba7ebbo w howwa by7ebbenyy.. we dont question the how at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Having yaqeen means that u know that Allaah "will" do it, no "how".. look at sayyedna Ibrahim 3alihi al salaam, when he asked Allaah:"أَرِنِي كَيْفَ تُحْيِي الْمَوْتَى".. the answer was: "أَوَلَمْ تُؤْمِن!".. what does this answer tell us!!.. if we have this deep feeeling of Imaan, we wont ask about the "how", the how is beyond our calculations, it's something 3azeeem yaleeq b-3azamet Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa "wa7dah"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sayyedna Ibrahim replied" بَلَى وَلَكِن لِّيَطْمَئِنَّ قَلْبِي ".. Allaah didnt answer bardo, sub7anahu wata3alaa.. he made him do a great effort, ydba7 w y2atta3 w ytla3 w ynzel w ywazza3.. where is the answer here?! none!... w bardo rabbena a7yaa el toyoor without showing him how he sub7anahu did it, he just showed him "يَأْتِينَكَ سَعْيًا"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Traditional Arabic';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;a name="searched"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allaah made him realize that if u question the how, hatet3ab, that' why we all are as we are: ta3baneen!.. it's like a message for us to get busy with the asbaab only, get busy with the "what" and leave the "how" for the Allaah with the greatest trust that Allaah "can" and "will" do it, it' a great relief that i can never discribe :).. 7aga foo2 el wasf, e7saas aktaar mn wow :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a great bless that we have a god who is "qadeer", bgd it is a great bless, just imagine that life is life, and what happen in life is only the logical flow of things that we assume, and that u know that ur god can "not" do things except as expected!! will u trust him!!, will u ask him or make du3aa2 in the first place!!!.. sub7ana Allaah wata3ala 3olowwan kabeera..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Allaah, thank you for being you, thank you for being our god, thank you for being qadeer not only qader, thank u for making us realize that, and thank u for making us thank u for it :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fe3lan, wama qadaro Allaha 7aqqa qadrih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jut remembered now my grand mother, whenever she wants anything from Allaah, she get a paper and a pen and she writes down what she wants starting with : يا ربي يا ربي يا... سامع الدُعا و دُعايا, أنا بطلب من الله ولا يكتر على الله....then she writes what she wants :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8487980040163624323?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8487980040163624323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8487980040163624323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8487980040163624323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8487980040163624323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='بلى.. و لكن ليطمئن قلبي'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-796685749214962851</id><published>2009-03-17T15:54:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:04:26.924+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>"The Good News"</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recieved an email message today with this title, i liked it, so i thought of sharing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Noha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing today to check in with you and to ask you to check in with yourself.  How have you been feeling lately?  Are you feeling good?  Are you happy?  Or (like so many people), are you living in fear and worried about your future?  There's no need to sugar coat it; we are living in an interesting time ... a time of immense uncertainty for many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago I made a decision to stop watching the news and to not read the newspaper.  I just refused to fill my brain with a lot of negativity.  Honestly, I watch about 10 minutes of news a week just to get a feel for what's being put out there.  And unless I just happen to tune in during the 10 minutes of 'bad news' being broadcast, I am guessing a constant barrage of negativity is coming out of that television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know the importance of filling your mind with positive information.  The more you focus on what is good, the more good you will have in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember, it is your choice how you feel.  You can choose to be happy and abundant.  You can also choose to be in fear and pessimistic.  The truth is that it is easy to get sucked into the collective negativity of today's world -- so it is imperative to fill your cup with as much good stuff as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to support you in any way I can.  As always, I am committed to your happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is true that the message is an auto generated message, sent to me by "Rich German" to all those who subscribed in his website.. but i felt some thing when reading it, i also remembered "The Closet Theory ", Dad's theory, that i may talk about later :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yes, this man talks right, how we feel is our choice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Choose to be happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-796685749214962851?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/796685749214962851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=796685749214962851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/796685749214962851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/796685749214962851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-news.html' title='&quot;The Good News&quot;'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4327975756065477700</id><published>2009-03-10T22:45:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:55:02.909+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs.Zainab'/><title type='text'>It's been 2 weeks!!</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Zainab,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you now?? :) I've been praying for you a lot since you left :'), 2 weeks!! do you believe it!!.. I wonder what are you doing now??I pray that you are not lonely :').. maybe no much ppl are out there.. but i pray that u are having "2ons billaah" :') and your grave is part from al jannaah yaa raaab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi.. i miss u sooo much :'(.. every time i feel like calling you i remember that you wont pick up .. but i really wanna talk to u :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi, i know u always wanted to know about me, i'm fine ya 7abeeeba :'), it's just that i miss you :'(.. and i remember you a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can remember every single detail, and every single word, but i just cant :'(.. i remember things from time to time..  i wish that i've recorded every second with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi, I learnt alot from your death.. you can say that i have changed.. or -to be more accurate- woke up... i realize things differently, i now understand things that you used to tell me more clearly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm focusing more on what i have in hand now, i can see the bless ya zeezi, ana rabbenaa ma3ayaa 3ala tool, w mesh bysebny abadan,.. i see it ya 7abibty and i feel it all the time.. rabbena byar3any even when i dont ask him for it :').. al7amdulillaaah :')..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart changed ya zeezi, it's not like b4, this was even b4 u died, but it increased, and the meanings i had in things changed too :').. al7amdulillaaah, i feel more free and happy :')..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you were here to tell you as i always used to do :'(.. al7amdulillaah, i cant be that selfish, i know that u have a better company isAllaaah :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi, today in the cab, the radio was on, it was that cancer hospital campaign, 57357, i couldnt hear it ya zeezi, i just cried... i hate cancer, i really wish that no one else ever suffers from it.. Allahumma 3afina wa3fu 3annaa yaa raaab.. i know u suffered a lot... may Allaah bless u now and reward you for the great patience you had :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi, I call Magdy from time to time, he misses u a lot ya zeezi, really a lot, and he is trying to do his best not to make your kids feel lonely... may Allah be with him.. pray for him.. rabbena ysabbaro :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to be there for your kids from time to time..isAllaah i'll do my best..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said to me: "eftekry kalamha leeki ya Noha, ana mesh ha2ollik ennaha kanet bet7ebbik, l2annik konty belnesbalha 7aga tanya, enty mesh 3arfa kanet bet7ebbik ezzaay w konty bel nesbalha a!! Allaaah yer7amha, w y3ezz 3alayya enny 2a2ool Allaah yr7amha :(.. bas al7amdulillaah 3ala koll shee2".. I just wanted to tell you the same about u :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rabbena ya3fu 3annik ya zeezi w yg3alik fee a3laa 3elleyyeen, w yg3alik fel ferdaws el a3laa, w y7a22alik elly kan nefsik feeh :')...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever i miss you, i dont know what to do, but one thing i'm sure of that i pray for you :'), i know u need prayers, and you always asked me for them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know ya zeezi!!, every time in sujood i say: yaa raab eshfy Mrs. Zainab..!!... then i remember :| .. and i correct it asking Allaah to reward you with Jannaaah.. It's just not that simple to get used to the fact of ur death.. but I manage wal7amdulillaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you LOADs.. and please, if u can, pray for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rabbena y7ebbik ya zeezi :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2anti 7abeeba 7abeeba, wa min qalby qareebah :') .. love you :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4327975756065477700?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4327975756065477700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4327975756065477700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4327975756065477700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4327975756065477700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/03/assalamu-3alikom-dear-zainab-how-are.html' title='It&apos;s been 2 weeks!!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1321546398272944495</id><published>2009-02-25T22:01:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:10:51.309+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs.Zainab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>2ata3ty leeh! kan nefsaha tshoofik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Zainab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i was in the LAST place i would ever wanted to be in, i was in Rab3aa, ba3azzy feeki :'(.. the dearest, :'(.. enna lillaahi wa 2inna elayhi raj3ooon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't imagine that u left :| :'(, i can't believe it :| :| :| :|.. i miss u soooooooooo much already.. rabbena y-7ebbik, i know this was all what you wanted in life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wanted to tell you that u are a bless, i didnt, i know it's late, but u are, u were!, u were a bless, and i'm sure i'll never ever forget u :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week ago, I wrote u an SMS telling you that i miss u and i ended it with "Rabbena y7ebbik", but i kept it a draft, i didnt send it...I regret not sending it to u :'( .. i donno if you can hear me saying it.. but i miss u ya zeezi and i love u a lot :'(... if the time can come back, i would send it to you once i wrote it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember our last call, when i promised to visit u soon, and i didnt.. this soon will never come!!.. forgive me plzzzzz :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never had the chance of thanking u ya zeezi, for every thing.. u loved me in a way that no one ever did, u cared and asked about me even when u were on bed and suffering pain.. u called me when u were not able to speak just to see if i'm happy or not :'), I remember that u loved my smile, and were always happy when i call u, I'm sorry i wont be able to call u anymore :'( ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember ur advices, and prayers, and i cannot forget how u loved Allaah, the Strong yaqeen that u had in Allaah, i never saw anyone like this!!.. I remember how patient u were, i remember ur intentions that u had when u got pregnant, i remember what u did when ur baby died, I learned a lot from u ya zeezi, realy A Lot.. i owe u much :'( .. rabbena ya2gorik keteeeeeeeeeeer 3alayyaa yaraaab, w yajzeeki 3anny 5ayr al jazaa2 :').. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember ur Qor2aan lessons, i remember what u used to tell me about my self, i remember ur prayers for me and for my father, i remember ur msgs.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never forget the msg that u said: when u ask Allaah for Jannaah, mention me with u, cz i love to be there with u :'( ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that i knew that u passed away form strangers, i should be there next to u, forgive me ya zeezi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, when i saw Mohammad Magdy fel 3aza he said:"2ata3ty leeh! kan nefsaha tshoofik&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;".. i'm soooooooo sorryyyyyyy :'( :'( , sam7eeen argooooky :'(... i know it's too late.. but i'm really sorry ya zainab.. i wanted to see u more that u could imagine :'( i wanted to hear u prayng for me with ur weak and tired voice, the voice i love :').. forgive me plzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rabbena ysabbarooo M Magdy yaa raab, u know i love him sooo much ya zeezi.. and i couldnt bear his blame :'( and couldnt bear the word "2ata3ty leeh", nor the word "kan nefsaha tshoofik" :'(.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont worry abou Magdy, Allaah will look after him and after ur kids too :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi, u were the dearest, u "are" the dearest, my heart is broken, and i can't stop crying.. but, "la naqoolo ella mayordy rabbanaa", enna lillaahi wa 2inna elayhi raji3oon :'(..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to tell u, cz u are asked now, that Allaah is our God, Muhammaad is our prophet, and Islaam is our religion.. yet, i'm sure that u can see now where u will sit in paradise :').. will I be with u :'( ???, can i ask u to pray for me??.. or is it over like this??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rabbena ythabbitik 3inda as-su2aal, w yhawwen 3aleeki dammet el qabr, w y3'ferlik w yr7amik, w yg3al qabrik rawda mn el gannaa, w yobdilik daaraan 5ayraan mn darik w ahlaan 5ayraan mn ahlik, w ysabbar ahlik w awlaadik yaaa raaab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope u'll hear me whenever i talk to u :').. i now u'll be there.. maybe u wont miss me, but i'll miss u :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zeezi, "Rabbena y7ebbik" :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1321546398272944495?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1321546398272944495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1321546398272944495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1321546398272944495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1321546398272944495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/02/2ata3ty-leeh-kan-nefsaha-tshoofik.html' title='2ata3ty leeh! kan nefsaha tshoofik'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2743583974477351408</id><published>2009-02-19T11:12:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:43:57.901+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>I'm On My Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  white-space: nowrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought of sharing the following lyrics.. I love the spirit, espically that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nowadays I'm thinking and deeply wishing to travel away :) ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leave u to enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell everybody I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;New friends and new places to see&lt;br /&gt;With blue skies ahead, yes I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And there's no where else that I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell everybody I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving every step I take&lt;br /&gt;With the sun beatin' down, yes I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And I can't keep this smile off my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell 'em all I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;New friends and new places to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  white-space: nowrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And to sleep under the stars&lt;br /&gt;and could ask for more&lt;br /&gt;With the moon keeping watch over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the snow not the rain can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The sun will come out, wait and see&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling of the wind in your&lt;br /&gt;face can lift your heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's no where I would rather be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm on my way now&lt;br /&gt;Well and truly&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell everybody I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't wait to be there&lt;br /&gt;With blue skies ahead yes I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but good times to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell everybody I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't wait to be home&lt;br /&gt;With the sun beating down yes I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but good times to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-style: italic; white-space: nowrap;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  white-space: nowrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;(from Brother Bear :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-style: italic; white-space: nowrap;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  white-space: nowrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;Salaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2743583974477351408?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2743583974477351408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2743583974477351408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2743583974477351408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2743583974477351408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-on-my-way.html' title='I&apos;m On My Way'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2926809236235407056</id><published>2009-02-15T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:20:42.143+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken Little'/><title type='text'>One little slip - chicken little</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;It was a recipe for disaster&lt;br /&gt;A four-course meal of no-sirree&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;Was happy everyone was after me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cup of good intentions&lt;br /&gt;A tablespoon of one big mess&lt;br /&gt;A dash of overreaction&lt;br /&gt;I assume you know the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;It was a fusion of confusion&lt;br /&gt;With a few confounding things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I probably took the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;Well, I admit I might have missed a sign or two&lt;br /&gt;I ran a light past your affection&lt;br /&gt;At Humiliation Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a right turn at confusion&lt;br /&gt;A left when I should have gone straight on through&lt;br /&gt;I ran ahead with my assumptions&lt;br /&gt;And we all know what that can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;It was a fusion of confusion&lt;br /&gt;With a few confounding things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling in this town&lt;br /&gt;I'll never live ‘til I live down&lt;br /&gt;The one mistake that seems to follow me around&lt;br /&gt;They'll forget about the sky when they all realize&lt;br /&gt;This guy's about to try to learn to fly or hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cup of good intentions&lt;br /&gt;A tablespoon of one big mess&lt;br /&gt;A dash of overreaction&lt;br /&gt;And I assume you know the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;It was a humble little stumble&lt;br /&gt;With a big ungraceful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;One little slip&lt;br /&gt;It was a fusion of confusion&lt;br /&gt;With a few confounding things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPTTv_biDA8"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2926809236235407056?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2926809236235407056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2926809236235407056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2926809236235407056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2926809236235407056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-little-slip-chicken-little.html' title='One little slip - chicken little'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5977909858909321791</id><published>2009-02-02T06:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:39:57.890+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace of Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><title type='text'>Lay Down the Burden..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The professor began his class by holding up a glass of water in his hand. He held it up for all to see and then asked the students:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much do you think this glass weighs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"50gms!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."100gms!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."125gms", the students answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't know for sure unless we weigh it," said the professor, "but, my real question is: What would happen if I held this glass up like this for a few minutes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing" ...the students said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?" the professor&lt;br /&gt;asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your arm would begin to ache" said one of the student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress, paralysis and&lt;br /&gt;will have to go to hospital for sure!"... ventured another student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?"&lt;br /&gt;asked the professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No" ... was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then what caused the arm to ache and the severe muscle stress?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students were puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Tell me what should I do now to come out of the pain?" asked professor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put the glass down!!" said all the students in chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" said the professor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's problems are something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold them for a few minutes in your mind and they seem okay.&lt;br /&gt;Hold of them for a long time and they begin to ache.&lt;br /&gt;Hold them even longer and they begin to paralyze you. &lt;br /&gt;You feel weak and incapable of doing anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Special thanks to Youmna Zaki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's important to think about the challenges in your life, it is even more important to remember to put them down every now and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5977909858909321791?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5977909858909321791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5977909858909321791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5977909858909321791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5977909858909321791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/02/lay-down-burden.html' title='Lay Down the Burden..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-545777219225252991</id><published>2009-01-30T19:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:52:08.252+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7iraa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jibreel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afraa'/><title type='text'>Little Afraa :)</title><content type='html'>Assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe i spoke about Afraa (3afraa2), the six years old girl whom i met in KSA last summer on my way to UAE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this little Bangaly Muslim girl was talking to me about sayyedna Muhammad peace be upon him, she told me a phrase that i will never forget...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said excitedly: "You know! we went to 3omra we visited "3'aar 7iraa2", i saw the mountain, it's very big, and i saw 7iraa2, i rememberd that sayyeda Jibreel used to get down there to sayyedna Muhammad.. You know! I Love sayyedna Jibreel, i wanted to visit and greet him as i did with sayedna Muhammad -PBUH-,  u think he got down to 3'aar 7iraa2 from the sky that day, as he used to do, to greet me?  Mom said that he does not get down to 3'aar 7iraa2 anymore :( .. I think he knows that i wanted to greet him :) ... You know! I told him "assalamu 3alayk", u think he heard me? I felt he was there :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really amazed of how this little girl feels towards sayyeda Jibreel, if u just saw her face when she spoke about him! she really wished she could see him, she loves him a lot and sees him a hero, she wanted him to get down from the sky to greet him.. she said that she felt he was there with his large beautiful wings as she said :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really touched me :) .. we love Allaah wal7amdulillaah, and sayyeda Muhammad salla Allahu 3alihi wasallam, and feel grateful to him.. but do we have that passion to Jibreel 3alihi assalaam?!.. Allaah loves him, we all know that, he was mentioned several times in Qur2aan.. dad always tell me: u have to know that any thing that was mentioned in Qur2aan, even once, is a very great thing, and there is a secret behind it (dad was mentioning this aboud Ginger :D) .. yet, what about sayyedna Jibreel!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahumma Salli wasallem 3alayh... Al7amdulilaaah, thanks to Allaah then to him that we know the Qur2aan, and we know Allaah, Sub7ana Allaah, he is "2ameeen" to deliver the message as is, and have the patience to teach sayyena Muhammad salla Allahu 3alihi wasallam, and we all owe him A Lot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al7amdulillaaah.. isAllaah one day we will be blessed to see, meet and know him :), and see his beautiful wings :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3alyhi assalaaam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-545777219225252991?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/545777219225252991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=545777219225252991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/545777219225252991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/545777219225252991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-afraa.html' title='Little Afraa :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8470125623993260601</id><published>2009-01-21T17:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:58:45.827+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wajh Allaah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satisfacion'/><title type='text'>إن ربي لسميع الدعاء</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;At work, it was planned that we travel to Qatar to deliver the project we are working on, the travel date was set on 20/1/09, and had been changed to 22/1/09 :), which is tom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;of course al7amdulillaah i was praying isti5ara about traveling to Qatar, and after that i have been told that i'm chosen to travel.. so al7amdulillaah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;One day, i went to visit my aunt, where i met her husband -he works also as a da3eya- and i told him that i'm leaving to Qatar soon isAllaah..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Then came his Q: "Who is the "me7rem" who is travelling with u??".. i said: "none, but i'm travelling with refqa ma2moona- el shar3 says: me7rem OR refqa ma2moona".. he said:"Honey, refqa ma2moona if u were 45 years old or smth, now with ur age, u travel only with a me7rem, if u were my daughter, i wont let u travel"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Well, i didnt know what to say, i was totally convinced that it's not 7araam as we have "refqa ma2moona", and i said to myself: anyways, i'm praying isti5araa, and Allaah will do what's good :)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Few days later, a friend confirmed the information that "refqa ma2moona" condition applies only if we were 45 years old or more!, and she said: tab3aan 7araaam.. i was :S :S.. Again i thought: i'm praying isti5ara, Allaah will do what is good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Then for a second i thought: Wait a min!!!, it's 7araaam, i'm making isti5ara on ma3seyaa!!!!!!!, how stupid!!! i have to refuse travelling with no question!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Well, it was too late to refuse, i felt really bad… I may do smth 7araam Only in case I Dont know it's 7araaam.. But doing it intentionally knowing it's 7araam!!, this is not me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;What shall i do now!!, i just cant go to my manager and say: Good morning, I’m not traveling cz it's 7araam.. ya salaaaaaaaaam, ommaal wafe2t leeh mn el awwel!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;i prayed to Allaah and said: ya rabby plz, u know how i really wanted to go, and u know i dont want to do anything 7araam, ya rabby i'm not sure if this is refqa ma2moona or not.. please dont let me choose.. ya rabby, if u are not rady about this trip, plz ya raaby prevent it by anyhow, dont let me choose, i'll be satisfied with whatever u choose for me, just dont let me do smth 7araam, plzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Then, tan tan taaaaaaaaaan, we had a meeting, the manager said: "Let me tell u the latest updates. Every thing is booked, ur tickets and hotel, and money is ready.. yet there is only one thing, Qatar rejected ur visas.. cz Qatar does not accept any visa applications for "Egyptian" or "Philippines" "Females" , only males!!!!!!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;I felt like : WOOOOWWW :D :D :D, shokraaan ya rabbenaaa awiiiiiiiiiii... al7amdulillaaaaaaah, i didnt have to choose :D.. actually we all believe that there are problems between Qatar and Egypt bcz not allowing the Qatari aids for Gaza, and not attending the Summit in Qatar... But peace :D :D, Hosni Mubarak didnt go to Qatar so that i dont do smth 7araaam :D.. Allaaah really "7allaha" on his own way, on a veryyyy large scale :) :) :) ...al7amduillaaaaah :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Now, a TL of mine has to travel to UK, alone too, i just said: Al7amdulillaahi allathy 3aafana memma ibtala bihi katheeran mn 5alqih :).. it's a bless that Allaah keeps sins away from u :) al7amdulillaaaaah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Thanks ya Allaaaah, indeed: enna rabbyy la-samee3-ul Du3aa2 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;al7amdulillaaah :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8470125623993260601?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8470125623993260601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8470125623993260601' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8470125623993260601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8470125623993260601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='إن ربي لسميع الدعاء'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8379537394103518525</id><published>2009-01-16T21:11:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:14:15.433+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spelling Mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Mai Sbelleng Mestakez :D</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From time to time i read my old posts, and every time i find horrible spelling mistakes in each post :S .. i find my self writing "thing" instead of "think", "I" instead of "It", "u" instead of "we" or sometimes "y", "how" instead of "who" and vise versa :D, and many many others :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the first thing that comes to my mind when discovering those mistakes is not how didn't i notice them, but, how could the readers - U- understand what i meant :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank Allaaah that u get me at the end :D, and i Dont promise to improve :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for ur patience :D, and i hope that this post is "mistakes free" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salaaam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8379537394103518525?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8379537394103518525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8379537394103518525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8379537394103518525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8379537394103518525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-sbelleng-mestakez-d.html' title='Mai Sbelleng Mestakez :D'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2140084814475069297</id><published>2009-01-15T20:29:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:07:52.325+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killer Whales'/><title type='text'>Killer Whales :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SW-EO9l_EsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QQuZ2A0eVaU/s1600-h/orca-stock-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SW-EO9l_EsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QQuZ2A0eVaU/s320/orca-stock-photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291593479770542786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Few days ago i watched a video about killer whales, i really wonder y they call them "Killer", i see they are very cute and adorable, i just love them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The whale i was watching was so sweet and lovely.. Looks pretty, and friendly, i felt like: yaaaaaaah, ana nefsy fe whale! :).. i fell in love with them :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I then said: ya rabby, 2orzo2ny 7oot 2ammoor :).. My younger brother said: !!!! enty 3arfa el 7oot da 2add a!!!, hat7otteeh feeen???!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then i said: ya rabb 2erzo2ny 7ooot 2ammoor w berkaa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He said: !!!!!!! el berka mesh kefayaa 3ala el 7oot??!! el 7oot 3ayez mo7eeet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So i said: ya raaab 2erzo2ny 7ooot w mo7eeet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He said: !!!! enty 3ayza rabbena yorzo2ik mo7eet ezzaay!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I said: maho rabbena y2dar... mesh howwa qader! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then he said: !!! enty 3arfa el 7ooot byakoll kam kilo samak fel yoom!!!! enty hat2akkeleeh meneen!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then my sister said: ma el mo7eeet haykoon feeh samaak keteeer.. malaksh da3wa enta bass :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Howwa it's impossible to possess an ocean, i Know, and I know that whales are not cats :) i know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But i just like asking Allaaah with the smile in the face :), knowing that instead, he sub7anahu wata3alaa will give me an ocean with whales fel gannaa, or build me a palace fel gannaa, or remove a harm that was going to happen to me fel donia :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's also wonderful to imagine that i have my own whale :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wish u whales :) killer ones, cz they are lovely :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Salaaaam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2140084814475069297?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2140084814475069297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2140084814475069297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2140084814475069297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2140084814475069297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/killer-whales.html' title='Killer Whales :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SW-EO9l_EsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QQuZ2A0eVaU/s72-c/orca-stock-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8464135455180523163</id><published>2009-01-11T21:48:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:36:21.733+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tawba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace of Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>Peace of Mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Peace of mind, or raa7et el baal, is a very important factor of any achievement or success or even satisfaction in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No matter how talented u are, gifted or blessed, u wont feel it, enjoy t, of achieve any satisfying outcomes if u dont have peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Peace of mind is defined as: the freedom from fear, freedom from anger and freedom from guilt.. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by Brain Tracy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If u can remember any state of happiness, u'll recall that u were free of those three negative feelings, that's y u enjoyed that moment and it was a happy moment for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Peace of mind is very dear and it worth that u keep it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fear can be for the simplest reason, but it has a big negative impact on how u perform things and progress, with fear u dont feel that u are u, u feel paralyzed and can't take most of ur decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anger, is destructive feeling, makes u see other's mistakes or misunderstanding as unforgivable mistakes, u over react, u loose ur patience, forgiveness, love and many others, u just convert to not only a different person, but a different creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sometimes anger takes a different form, when it's buried inside u against all the surroundings: the government, the ppl, ur family, ur job.. u are just angry from every thing! Definitely in this stage u are not experiencing peace of mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Guilt may kill, ask me about it!!, it's when u are seeing that u have made a disaster and u are really hopeless, czu cannot do anything about it, u can not make the situation better. It's when u cannot forgive ur self and keep punishing it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;U'll notice that in Islaam, Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa wanted us to have that peace of mind in every aspect in our lives. Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa, if not in Qur2aan then by sayyedna Muhammad's sunnaa, guided us to behave or believe in certain ways to achieve peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Allaah freed us form fear, by telling us to have yaqeen, and to know that every thing is in Allaah's sub7anahu wata3alaa's hands, our future and rizq and every thing that we may worry about is qadar, and u trust Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa in every thing that happens in our lives, and we know that any thing we get or loose is bcz it was or wasnt our rizq, and we leave the future to Allaah making the present and the ijtihaad in what in hands, our only concern .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-Allaah freed us from Anger, by commanding us to hold it when ever we feel it, telling us the br8 thawaab of "Kathm Al 3'ayth", and sending sayyedna Muhammad to tell us that we are stronger when we hold our anger not by acting angrily, and telling us that anger is from Shitaan, and we need to relax and thing b4 reacting, have "Wodoo2" and/or change our physical position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-Allaah freed us from Guilt by giving us hope, and telling us that although we may not forgive our selves, yet Allaah forgives every thing, and there is always hope in his mercy, that no matter how big were our mistakes, Allaah is bigger, and his mercy always comes b4 his punishment sub7anahu wata3alaa. Not only by hope we over come our feeling of guild, yet by action to do to be in the state of "Tasalo7 ma3 el nafs", doing things as "Tawba", to let u know deeeeep inside ur self, that as long as u did that deeds that Allaah said they are "Kaffara", then for sure he forgives u.. and that all the "Kaffara" deeds, or actions intended for "Tawba" praying, fasting or giving money- are a great bless from Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa to let us come over what ever we have done wrong, free our selves from the guilt and keep on our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So whenever u are feeling bad, remember the three feeling, ask ur self, then run to Allaaah, open the "Qur2aan" and read some verses, do any action with the tawba intention, and remember that Allaah "commanded" us with the peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wish u all the peace of minds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Meet u in ur Du3aa2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Assalamu 3alikom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8464135455180523163?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8464135455180523163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8464135455180523163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8464135455180523163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8464135455180523163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/peace-of-mind.html' title='Peace of Mind..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3175616818957038747</id><published>2009-01-10T20:44:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:21:15.444+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taqwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidaya'/><title type='text'>The Way to Jannah</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always used to think about how to be a good muslim and be mn "ahl al Jannaah"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When reading Qur2aan, u'll notice that the greatest thawaab and Jannaah are garunteed for "Al mottaqeen"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;للذين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;اتقوا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; عند ربهم جنات تجري من تحتها الانهار خالدين فيها وازواج مطهرة ورضوان من الله والله بصير بالعباد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ان الله يحب &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;المتقين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;وسارعوا الى مغفرة من ربكم وجنة عرضها السماوات والارض اعدت &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;للمتقين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; للذين احسنوا منهم &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;واتقوا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; اجر عظيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;لكن الذين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;اتقوا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; ربهم لهم جنات تجري من تحتها الانهار خالدين فيها نزلا من عند الله وما عند الله خير للابرار&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;فمن &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;اتقى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; واصلح فلا خوف عليهم ولا هم يحزنون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;واعلموا ان الله مع &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;المتقين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;مثل الجنة التي وعد &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;المتقون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; تجري من تحتها الانهار اكلها دائم وظلها تلك عقبى الذين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;اتقوا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;تلك الجنة التي نورث من عبادنا من كان &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;تقيا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;وينجي الله الذين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;اتقوا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; بمفازتهم لا يمسهم السوء ولا هم يحزنون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ان &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;المتقين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; في جنات وعيون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ان &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;المتقين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; في جنات ونعيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ومن &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;يتق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; الله يجعل له مخرجا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ومن &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;يتق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; الله يجعل له من امره يسرا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ومن &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;يتق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; الله يكفر عنه سيئاته ويعظم له اجرا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ان &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;للمتقين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; عند ربهم جنات النعيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Arabic Transparent';font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And many other verses..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i always wondered what is taqwaa, or let me say, how is taqwaa.. I know taqwa is a very high level in islaaam, but how can i bee mn el mottaqeen ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My humble definition for taqwa, and a very simple one, is to always watch ur intentions b4, while and after doing smth, and make sure that ur intention is for Allaah's sake, not for ur nafs nor reyaa2 nor for ppl... i know this is not percise, and there is a greater meaning of course..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i decided to notice how to reach the "Taqwa" level from the Qur2aan it self, and here what i discovered:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "Taqwa" level is reached after u pass by the following levels:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Al Hidayaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Al-Emaaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Al Taqwa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may see it simple, but let me tell u this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Al hidayaa is a bless from Allaah, look around u, how many ppl are blessed with al hidaya!!.. really few!.. i believe that a lot of the ppl known as "Moltazemeen" are not even mohtadeen.. of course we dont judge ppl, but i'm saying that "Hidaya" is when u feel Allaah and islaam, and there are some ppl who only "perform" 3ebadaat, and "look" muslims.. i think u know what i mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Al Emaan is a very hard phase to be stable at, most of "al mohatadeen" go up and down in the "Imaan" scale, as we all know, yazeed bel ta3aat wa yanqos bel ma3aasy.. and it needs a lot of gehaad nafs and  a lot of patience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back talking about the "Qur2an", I can explain this hierarchy but from up to down, starting with Taqwa, then Eman, then Hidayaa, and this will be in next posts isAllaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are things that i want to point out here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When Taqwa is mixed with Sabr, it's then "I7saan": إنه من يتق و يصبر فإن الله لا يضيع أجر المحسنين&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When Taqwa is mixed with "Sidq", it's called "Birr": &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ولكن &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arabic Transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;البر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; من امن بالله واليوم الاخر والملائكة والكتاب والنبيين واتى المال على حبه ذوي القربى واليتامى والمساكين وابن السبيل والسائلين وفي الرقاب واقام الصلاة واتى الزكاة والموفون بعهدهم اذا عاهدوا والصابرين في الباساء والضراء وحين الباس اولئك الذين صدقوا واولئك هم المتقون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Arabic Transparent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;TBC :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salaaaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3175616818957038747?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3175616818957038747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3175616818957038747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3175616818957038747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3175616818957038747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/way-to-jannah.html' title='The Way to Jannah'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1837898083571949415</id><published>2009-01-01T23:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:52:45.204+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>On my way to work..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;My dear friend Nosayba once told me that she was very overloaded, one day she s on her way to clg she said : "ya rabb ogbor b-5atry", and in that day a dear friend of hers showed up with a beautiful present and gave it to her for no reason except that she loves her :)...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"&gt;So, Today on my way to work i remembered Nosayba's words, and really wanted enn rabbena yfarra7ny in his own way -su7anahu wata3alaa-, so i asked Allaah sub7anah and said: "ya rabb ogbor b5atry ennaharda w farra7ny", and of course by the time i reached the office i forgot about it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;I was also fasting today al7amdulillaah.. But tab3an u know el Shaitaan, i kept thinking: ana 3andy sodaa3, aftaar ba2a" then i say no akammel.. then i thought: i still have a lot of work to do, i will not concentrate if i didnt eat, lessa 4 hrs 3ala el adaan.. then i thought: 4 hrs are not much, i can hold on, I'm fasting for Allaah's sake, right?!... Anyways, i suddenly found that it was 4:35 or smth, and said al7amdulillaaah that the time passed just like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;El mohem, back to the story... at about 4:55, a girl passed by my desk and said: "Noha!, teshraby mayyet zamzam??", i thought she was kidding bsara7a, i said: "a da!! bgd!!" she said : "yes, a girl in my team came back from Hajj and she has mayyet zamzam and tamr mn el madeenaa!".. i was like: Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... OH MY GOD.. Sooooooo Happy al7amdullilaaaaaaaaah bgd bgd al7amdulillaaaaah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;I took mayyet zamzam and sat down b4 the azaan, and kept praying :), and i thought for a second: yaaaaah, rabbena 5allaaany asoom, w 5allaany aftaar 3ala "mayyet zamzam" w tamr mn el  "madeeena".. du3aa2y kan sa3etha mostagaaab yaaaaaaaa raaaab isAllaaah.. sayma w bashrab zamzam -ma2u zamzam lima shuriba lah-.. WOW!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;I prayed and prayed, and thanked Allaaah for letting me have this wonderful chance, and for reminding me to pray at that moment too, cz i could have simply just drink without remembering to pray!.. al7amdulillaaaaaaah :), i felt that rabbena made this girl go to 7ajj for me :) .. al7amdulillaaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;Shokraan ya Rabbenaa... Rabbena indeed gabar b5atryyy :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Thanks Nosyba :) (F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1837898083571949415?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1837898083571949415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1837898083571949415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1837898083571949415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1837898083571949415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2009/01/assalamu-3alikom-my-dear-friend-nosayba.html' title='On my way to work..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5067565641558679190</id><published>2009-01-01T19:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:55:52.349+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladder Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>The Ladder Theory..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SVcz_vFcgnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QtaZwZny_Fk/s1600-h/ladder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SVcz_vFcgnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QtaZwZny_Fk/s320/ladder.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284749857806647922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;color:#333333;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One of the theories i learnt by my dad's friend was "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ladder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theory&lt;/span&gt;”..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Actually he said it to my aunt when dad was in the hospital, as she was very worried about dad, life, how things will go, what will happen next and what will happen if..... and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; 3ammo fawzy once told her: "Matsheleesh el sellem bel3ard ya 7agga", she was like "!! What sellem".. he said:"Imagine that we all are walking in a crowded street and each of us is carrying a ladder, Imagine how will u  suffer lw kont shayel el sellem bel 3ard.. ur movment progress will be almost zero, and in addition to the pain u have due to the ladder weight it self, u'll be suffering from every body hitting against ur ladder".. He also said: "ppl who carry their ladder vertically -bel toool- are much more happy, and much less suffering and walk much faster although they are carrying the same weight!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; The ladder is the problems u have in life, troubles or hard situation.. The way u carry the ladder is how u deal with the situation and how u feel about it... the crowd in the street is the daily life u life.. u whether feel fine about it -lw shayel el sellem bel toool- or feeling really bad about every thing that happens -lw shayl el sellem bel 3ard- ... also notice how ppl progress with different speed according to how they carry the ladder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Well, i believe this is true, Very true, it's all about how we are carrying our ladders, I also found the following.. Now me not 3ammo fawzy :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ppl who carry el sellem bel 3ard feel ba, then they decide to change, to feel good, they want to change the ladder position not to hit against every body, so what do most ppl do!!, instead carrying the ladder vertically, they walk bel 3ard, they rotate themselves and they feel that: "WOW, we are not hitting anymore!", but the truth is: they changed!, mashyeen b-ganbihom badal maymsho do3'ry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;walking do3'ry represents keeping u values, principles and keeping Allaah in front of u and watching ur intention... some ppl once facing any hard situation -in order not to feel bad or guilty- simply through their values away, forget about having a good intention, forget that Allaah is watching, and start walking bel gamb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All i wanted to say that, when u are carrying a ladder, make sure that u are not carrying it bel 3ard.. if u are not, just make sure that the "Ladder's" position is changed not urs!... After all, we all have ladders to carry :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;yalla Salaaam :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5067565641558679190?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5067565641558679190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5067565641558679190' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5067565641558679190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5067565641558679190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/12/ladder-theory.html' title='The Ladder Theory..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/SVcz_vFcgnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QtaZwZny_Fk/s72-c/ladder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5831046323267809834</id><published>2008-12-28T06:13:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:39:43.512+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satisfacion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>Satisfaction and Happiness</title><content type='html'>Assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately about satisfaction and happiness, which one indicates better state and having a happy life :) ??&lt;br /&gt;Of course u will say: manty lessa 2ayla "Happy" life, yb2a happiness ya 3abqareyya :D :D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most ppl tend to say about them selves that they are satisfied when they are feeling like this: "I'm not happy, life is not fine, and I have nothing to do about it... yallaa, ha3mel a ya3ny... adeena radyeen w 3aysheen wal7amdulillaaah, bas lw kan w lw kan w lw kan…!!!!!!!!" and ppl statrt t-lawleww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I disagree with this definition of satisfaction...I believe that Satisfaction is much much greater than happiness, satisfied ppl are more "happy" than happy ppl, satisfaction is bigger, wider, deeper and even warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep thinking about Satisfaction and happiness made me have the following conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiness is a "Result" of a "Cause"... I had a good job, so I’m feeling happy about it.. my friend got engaged so I’m feeling happy about it, Dad bought me my dear little "batata" so I’m Very very very happy about it :D... Unlike satisfaction, actually satisfaction – as I believe- is more likely an attitude, it's smth that is deep inside ur heart that makes you feel good about every thing around u ( good things "AND" bad things).. Y ppl ba2a takes that satisfaction is with bad things and happiness is with the good?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unsatisfied ppl are less likely to feel happy, or let may say that, satisfied ppl get happy from the simplest things in life, they look behind the things and see meanings and feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fel Qur2aan u will notice that when Allaah sub7anahu wata3ala talks about the ultimate happiness he sub7anah talks about satisfaction, “wa ridwaanon mina Allahi akbar”, “Radia Allahu 3anhom wa radoo 3anh”.. and the 7adeeth that says that Allaah asks ahl al jannaah: “Hal radeetom?”.. it’s noting about happiness and joy.. if satisfaction was only in hard times, then y are we satisfied fel Janna?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allaah sub7anahu said:”Qul bi-fadli Allahi wara7amatihi fabithalika fal yafra7oo huwa 5ayron memma yajma3oon” .. This verse shows that happiness is indeed “caused” by smth.. and says that: don’t let ur causes of happiness be the things u collect in Dunia (money, family, buildings,…) let ur happiness be out of the mercy given to u by Allaah and the blesses that he sub7anahu wata3ala chose for u (and believe that this meaning takes us to satisfaction in a way or another).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m not saying that feeling “Happy” is a bad thing.. Of course not :) .. Feeling happy makes us happy, this is a good thing :).. but feeling satisfied does not mean that u cannot be happy when good things happen, it’s just that u wont feel bad when bad things that happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May u all be satisfied about every thing in ur life, and may Allaah be satisfied with u all the way :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is my opinion, feel free to object :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamu 3alikom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5831046323267809834?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5831046323267809834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5831046323267809834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5831046323267809834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5831046323267809834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/12/assalamu-3alikom-ive-been-thinking.html' title='Satisfaction and Happiness'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4926174824184393865</id><published>2008-12-06T19:32:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:21:42.774+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FCIS&apos;08 Reunion'/><title type='text'>FCIS'08 1st Reunion</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so Happy today to see my dear dof3a all there together, it was a very lovely day indeed al7amdulillaaah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bgd, Rabbena y5alleeena lba3d, i deeply love them all, so happy we all met, so happy with the spirit we have, with the kindness we have towards each other, with the smiles we shared today, and the most important thing: the photos we took together ;) and the lovely flowers we all held todaaaay :) ..  marvelous :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proud to be a member of FCIS'08, the dearest community i've ever belonged to :) .. al7amdulillaaah rabbel 3alameeen... fe3laaaaan i love them all and they are a BIG part of my heart :).. it was a great day al7amdulillaaaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i know y i'm not happy at work :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope we stay always like that, and even more, and stay in touch forever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you dof3etyyyy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4926174824184393865?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4926174824184393865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4926174824184393865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4926174824184393865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4926174824184393865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/12/fcis08-1st-reunion.html' title='FCIS&apos;08 1st Reunion'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3126367631094052306</id><published>2008-12-06T01:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:59:10.160+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>During the year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read those lines online today and they deeply touched my heart.. so i thought of sharing :) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;During the year may you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough happiness to keep you sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough trials to keep you strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough sorrow to keep you human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough hope to keep you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough failure to keep you humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough success to keep you eager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough friends to give you comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough wealth to meet your needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough enthusiasm to make you look forward to tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough determination to make each day better than the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a nice year, full of whatever you guys wish :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3126367631094052306?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3126367631094052306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3126367631094052306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3126367631094052306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3126367631094052306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/12/during-year.html' title='During the year..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3495374850698307410</id><published>2008-11-28T17:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:45:45.144+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OK :)</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaaaah, I really can not believe that i wrote only one post in November, where have I been all this time??!!.. anyways :) here i am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I donno what shall I say, mmmm, I'll just let it go :)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, things nowadays are really different and strange, a lot of things happened to me last month.. i started work, started serious masters lectures and feeling like i'm starting a totally different life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this happened all of a sudden, now i pause and try to understand what happened to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am i saying this! well, bcz i feel i have changed.. me is not the me i used to know, i cannot understand how i feel actually..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month i was staying alone, having the time to think, talk to Allaah, read Quraan and pray a lot "make Du3aa2" and see the good things in whatever happenes to me.. this is not happening any more :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's really different, woking and getting busy with new things makes u away even from ur self... many things now are really bothering me, i dont even feel that i have the time to feel bothered!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, i really want to cry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may find it silly, but here is not the place to mention the things that are bothering me or making me feel bad, but i just need to cry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish to cry :) .. and i pray to Allaaah that i pray "bad3y enny ad3y", feeling apart from Allaah is a bad feeling by the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to feel better sooon :) i know i will isAllaaah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nefsy a-solitude awiiiii.. when and where! i donno!!.. isAllaah i'll do it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmmm, donno what to say, i believe that it's normal to feel like this as i'm having a new experience, working, being in a big company, doing a work that i have no experience about, having strict deadlines, working with ppl i donno, having TLs and managers.. all this is really new and makes anybody feel wierd.. it just takes a little time to adapt.. i need to take my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a matter of time w shwayyet sabr :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isAllaah 5eeer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3495374850698307410?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3495374850698307410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3495374850698307410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3495374850698307410'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Allah in our hearts...</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a very great bless to feel that Allah's love sub7anahu wata3alaa is occupying a big space in your heart.. u love him jalla wa3alaa, see him all the time, think of him, miss him sub7anah, whenever u do anything u wonder: does this satisfy Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa!, when u forget him u think: oh Allaah plz forgive me :( , and u seek his satisfaction if u are taking any decision and make it the main factor affecting it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew the following: Allaah is jealous, and doesnt like ur heart to be occupied with any other creature of his.. bcz Allaah sub7anahahu wata3ala has to be ur main concern in life, and u seek "wajh Allaah" and only Allaah in ur whole life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think of the heart as a big jewelry box containing a smaller jewelry box, containing a smaller box and so on till the smallest box.. and each box holds certain number of ppl besides the smaller box that holds less number of ppl and another smaller box, and so on.. The smaller the box is, the less and dearer the ppl who are inside.. till u reach the smallest box that has no other boxes and has one and only one place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to believe that this smallest place has to be occupied with Allaah and only Allaah 3azza wa jall, cz this is the place for the dearest.. and Allaah has to be the dearest to us if we are good muslims.. and having someone else there, indicates that there is smthing wrong in the Imaan or the heart it self!! and this feeling may really hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm thinking, no, this may not be accurate.. Allah's space in the heart can not be only the smallest box in it.. All the heart is for him sub7anahu wata3alaa, ALL of it.. and those ppl who occupy places in our hearts, when we love them, we love them for the sake of Allaah.. and there are no conflicts of having one person in the smallest box with having Allaah the dearest, bcz eventually u love this one person for the sake of Allaah, and Allaah sub7anahu wata3ala already has it all :)... so it only hurts when the smallest place is occupied but not for the sake of Allaah.. or if this occupation makes u forget Allaah sub7anahu wata3alaa, or converts to become a fear of loosing this person and not being satified with Allaah's choices whatever they are and not beleiveing that what Allaah chooses for us is always the best.. else there is no conflict as i believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just an opinion, it can be wrong :) .. but al7amdulillaaaah that anyways and always, Allaah is - indeeeeeed- the dearest and already has it all al7amdulillaaah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u Allaaah, love u the best :)&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2245535487174048125?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2245535487174048125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2245535487174048125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2245535487174048125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2245535487174048125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/11/allah-in-our-hearts.html' title='Allah in our hearts...'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-6171355610990313478</id><published>2008-10-31T05:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:56:32.236+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Iron Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>نظرية المكواة</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;assalamu 3alikom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nazareyyet el makwa is a theory made up by 3ammo Fawzy, my dad's dear friend, he said it to me last summer. This theory is based on a joke, so let me first tell you about it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once there was a single man, who woke up in the morning and had to iron his shirt, he found that his iron isn't working, but he really needed to iron his shirt, so he decided to borrow the iron from the very old lady living 4 or 3 floors upstairs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wanted to use the elevator, but it wasn't working, so he had to take the stairs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the way up the stairs he was imagining the following: "I'll knock the door, she will open, ofcourse she will be irritated as knocking that early, i'll will ask her to lend me the iron, and she says: every time i lend u the iron u return it back with a defect. He replies: I do that!! i do nothing to your iron, as i take it i return it.. she says: no, i dont want to give you my iron!. He says: please i have to go to work now, i'm in a hurry, you will lose nothing.. She says: you had to take care of your iron, you are a careless person.. Then he really gets angery and they both start yelling!!".. He was imagining this conversation all the way up stairs till he reached her door and already rang the bell.. She opens, then he yells: 5alaaas, 5alaaaaaas, ANA MESH 3AYEZ MN WESHIK 7AGAA!!.. leaving the old lady in a shock not understanig why this crazy man acted like that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3ammo fozfoz told me: Noha, el makwaa de bteb2a fe dma3'ik enty bas, w maynfa3sh t3amly el nas 3ala asas-ha, wogood el makwaa fe dma3'ik mesh haylsa3 7add 3'eerik, w lw haylsa3 7add, haylsa3ik enty el awwel.. rayya7y dma3'ik w etfy el makwaa, dema3'ik mesh na2sa 7arr el gaww 7arr lwa7do, enty mesh hatdorry 3'eer nafsik.. w 3amly el naas as you are, without expecting ayy 7aga, you will be happy and ppl will love you.. even if they have any "makawyy" towards you, they will automatically be switched off!!.. what do you expect from two irons heated and facing each other but more and more heat and "aflaa" fel kahrabaa, w mashakel wala leeha ayy lazma wala wogood asasaaan 5alesss!!!.. matsheleesh el sellem bel3ard ya Noha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//and isAllaah i'll talk about nazareyyet el sellem in the coming posts isAllaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, he is right.. ppl need to think b4 reacting or even acting!, we all have different backgrounds, situations ,  emotions and experience that formats our attitude, paradigm and behaviour. People know nothing about it, even if they do, they have their own prespective and act based on it.. never assume that they will react after thinking an trying to understand All the circumistances that made u behave like that!! well, believe it or not, They Wont!, they are not you and they are not wearing the same shoes you are wearing, so excuse them and have patience..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes el makwaa btetla3 fag2a, and you just rush and act based on it, te3mel a ba2a fel 3'abaa2 lamma yo7kom wel makwaa lamma teshta3'aal wel kahraba lamma te3mel 2aflaa!!:D, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And remember you may lose a family member, a friend, a dear person or anyone due a stupid makwaa!! and you really dont want this... dont hurt your self nor the dear people you have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, remembering this is somewhat difficult, but atleast try, admit you are mistaken and apologise, and they will probably forgive you and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; will make a difference!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salaaam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6171355610990313478?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6171355610990313478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6171355610990313478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6171355610990313478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6171355610990313478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='نظرية المكواة'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-641517302757286423</id><published>2008-10-30T15:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:22:51.959+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neena'/><title type='text'>My Lovely Grandmaa :)</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a week ago i went to visit my grandma who was returning to Kuwait after visiting Egypt. My grandma, or as i call her "Neena", is a veryyyy sweeeet person, the old people are really blessed and their words are full of wisdom.Neena was born in 1920, so you can imagine how wise she is!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Neena:" Neena, pray for me, i'm looking for a job", she said:"rabbena ykremik w teb2y ra2eeset gomhooreyyaa" ... lol.. i told her: "la ya Neena ana mesh 3ayza ab2a ra2eeset gomhoreyya :D", she said: "w malo lamma teb2y ra2eeset gamhoreyyaa, a el mane3!!!" :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Then she said: "ya 7elwa, el 5eer salaalem, w 2awwel sellma feeh isAllah hateb2a el sho3'l".. she meant that once i work rabbena hayfta7 3alayya isAllaaah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she also said:"bokra el shams hatetla2 w bokra el zar3 haykbar w bokraa el 5eeer keteeer :)", those words deeply touched my heart :).. she told me that i always have to be optimistic, and that every body has good and bad phases in their life, and we always have to remember the good ones to keep our spirit :)&lt;br /&gt;She said: "baraheem maat, ha3ood az3al wa2ool da baraheem mesh mawgood w aa3eesh 7azeena!!, mana etbasatt ma3aah el 7amdulillaaah, w l7add delwa2ty fakra enno kan bytbeset menny w  fakra el ayyaam el gameela w mabsoota al7amdulillaah".. baraheem da is my grandfather, Ibrahim but she calls him baraheem :D, i never had the chance to see him cz he died -ra7matu Allaah 3aleeh- in the 70's.. i was shocked mn kalaam neeena, she till now remembers my grandfather and misses him as if they are newly married :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also found a paper in her bag saying:"ana al7amdulillaah dayman 7assaah enn baraket baraheeem 7awalayyaa b-istemraar, rabbena yer7amuh w y7sen eleeeh".. i was speechless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ever we visit Neena, we ask her: "Neena enty mabsootaa??", she says: "tab3an al7amdulillaah, and sings : ahly w a7baby 7awalayya, far7ana bergoo3ak leyya, el yoom gleeby sa3eed, el yoom gleeby sa3eeed"&lt;br /&gt;.. and we say: el yooom gleeby sa3eeed :D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabbena yddeeha el se77a ya raabb.. last time i visited her she said:"ana el naharda rabbena zaad fe 3omry 5 seneen 3ashan zortoony"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena dreams of travelling to the moon and planting some tomatos and mint their she says ahamm 7aga enn el wa7ed y5ally feeh 7ayaah 7awaleeh, and she says that if there are alians in the moon, she wants to teach them how to plant those seeds :D.. and she talks seriously btw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena also wants to finish her study, cz she left school fel ibteda2yyaa, but she says that the problem that her eyes are not that well, and she forgets a lot! but she really wants it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i am as half as Neena is in her Very +ve attitude in life, rabbena y5allehalna ya raaab :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-641517302757286423?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/641517302757286423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=641517302757286423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/641517302757286423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/641517302757286423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-lovely-grandmaa.html' title='My Lovely Grandmaa :)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4762003900473846317</id><published>2008-10-29T20:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:47:13.131+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>A whole new life..</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that not much people think of daramtically changing their life and to have a whole new life, they fear having the risk, and they dont garuntee the outcomes, so they prefer staying as they are and keep what they think is good for them in hand, 3asfooron fel yadd ya3ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking such decisions is a very brave step and needs a lot of guts, and strong belief that el 5eer kolloh is b-yadi Allaah sub7anahu wata3ala :)&lt;br /&gt;Starting a whole new life can be about only renewing your intentions, changing your attitude towards things, re-order your priorities and quiting somethings you were or loved or wanted.. i mean it doesnt have to be a daramatic change in your career or the city you live in, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking such a decision is sometimes painful, very painful, it's hard for u to expect what might come, what will happen next, and wether these things will satisfy u or have a big value in our hearts or not, yet, we hope and tell Allaaah that we trust him, and we wait and see the good that will come isAllaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a big factor in this whole issue, w mogahdet el nafs, yes there is pain and a lot of fear that can reach horror, but Allaah wants to see how we will react, if we will "nory Allaah mn anfosina 5ayran" or not, and how we will stick to our intentions and keep on putting all our trust in Allaah sub7anahu wata3ala, and natawakkal 3aleeh w nasta3een beeh sub7anahu wata3ala :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabbena ysabbarna gamee3an 3ind al balaa2, w yhawwen 3aleenaaa, w yo2nesnaa beeeh.. w yg3alna mn el mottaqeeeen fel serr wal 3alaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahumma ameen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4762003900473846317?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4762003900473846317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4762003900473846317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4762003900473846317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4762003900473846317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-new-life.html' title='A whole new life..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4027784004105042017</id><published>2008-10-13T14:48:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:08:47.208+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tawba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>The Nasty me!!</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i want u to know that "me" in the title does not refer to me myself, but it is smthn that me, u and all of us may tell ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;It is a great moment when you say: "Oh my God, How nasty i am!!". Am i saying "great"?!!, oh yes! :).. because it's when u see how small u are and how great Allah is, how merciful, generous, and kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u a little story. Before this Ramdan, i decided to make Tawba, as most of you did, I wrote a Tawba list, listed the bad things i wanted to quit and decided -by Allah's well- not to do any of them again.&lt;br /&gt;I was also blessed by spending Ramadan in UAE, so i took this as a chance to change and -also- wrote a list of intentions that i wanted to have in that visit, wanted Allaah to bless me with, and things i wanted Allaah to help me with.&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse through Ramdan and after the 5atma I used to read both of them espicially my Intentions list, as i wrote them in a form of du3aa3, i was asking Allaah for them. And my Tawba list, b4 Ramdan ended, I thought of writing a du3a2 next of each item to help myself quitting them by Allaah's help and du3aa2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I remembered my lists, read them to evaluate, how far I achieved and really changed..&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the nasty me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fisrt read my Tawba list, and saw that i "actually" quited only about 40% of the list..&lt;br /&gt;Then i read my Intentions list, it was in a form of prayers as i mentioned b4, and found that, Allaah sub7anaahu wata3ala is really the greatest!, almost 70% of the listed items already came true!! and i can see now some more are on their way to come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that the things I quitted in my Tawba list, are the things that I listed a prayer next to them or already asked Allaah in my intentions list to help me through!&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the verse : ثم تاب عليهم ليتوبوا إن الله هو التواب الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;Al7amdulillaaah indeed, thanking is never enough!!&lt;br /&gt;Allaah always gives us, and see how we are treating him! Nasty we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;إنى والإنس والجن في نبأ عظيم، أخلُق ويُعبد غيري، أرزق ويشكر سواي، &lt;u&gt;خيري إلى العباد نازل وشرهم إليّ صاعد&lt;/u&gt;، أتودد إليهم بالنعم وأنا الغني عنهم، ويتبغضون إليّ بالمعاصي وهم أفقر ما يكونون إليّ، أهل ذكري أهل مجالستي، من أراد أن يجالسني فليذكرني، أهل طاعتي أهل محبتي، أهل معصيتي لا أُقنِّطهم من رحمتي، &lt;u&gt;إن تابوا إليّ فأنا حبيبهم،&lt;/u&gt; وإن أبوا فأنا طبيبهم، أبتليهم بالمصائب لأطهرهم من المعايب، من أتاني منهم تائباً تلقيته من بعيد، ومن أعرض عني ناديته من قريب، أقول له: أين تذهب ألك رب سواي؟ الحسنة عندي بعشرة أمثالها وأزيد، والسيئة عندي بمثلها وأعفو، &lt;u&gt;وعزتي وجلالي لو استغفروني منها لغفرتها لهم&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Allaah's sake!, i really donno how am I ever going to thank Allaah for this Karam!! I donno how am I gonna meet him in the day of judgement with this nasty me!! el wa7ed maksooooof mn nafsoo awiiiiiii :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allaah forgive all of us, Allahumma i3'fir taqseerana... Fe3lan: وما قدروا الله حق قدره !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w rabbena yg3alko mn el tayyebeeen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4027784004105042017?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4027784004105042017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4027784004105042017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4027784004105042017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4027784004105042017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/10/nasty-me.html' title='The Nasty me!!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-6739236516793400352</id><published>2008-10-11T23:41:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:41:44.245+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving'/><title type='text'>To Remember Me..</title><content type='html'>The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four cornors of a mattress located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.&lt;br /&gt;When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And dont call this my deathbed. Let it be called the Bed of Life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.&lt;br /&gt;Give my sight to the man who has never seen the sun rise, a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.&lt;br /&gt;Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.&lt;br /&gt;Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.&lt;br /&gt;Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday, a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.&lt;br /&gt;Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and all prejudice against my fellow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-by Robert N. Test&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6739236516793400352?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6739236516793400352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6739236516793400352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6739236516793400352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6739236516793400352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-remember-me.html' title='To Remember Me..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1275371671784025180</id><published>2008-10-04T15:58:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:32:33.732+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Partner'/><title type='text'>He's no good for you!</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some essintial things that u need to find in ur life partner, they may not be that big, yet they are critical and lacking them will make u live the worst life ever!&lt;br /&gt;answering any of the following with a no, makes me tell u to reconsider:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Does he care?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i say "care" i mean cares for u, not for him... does he do the things that make u happy not only the things that make him happy??, does he "seek" ur happiness?, does he remember ur issues and cares to ask about them?, or does he only talk about things that are common interest, and when u start talking u find that the topic is closed in a way or another!!&lt;br /&gt;i know some ppl who care only for themselves and seem to be caring for others, they have long talks with u, u may think that they like talking to u, but actually they like "talking"!.. with a "u" in the phrase or no "u", both are equal.&lt;br /&gt;they listen to u, which seems as care, but they listen not bcz they want to listen to u, but bcz they like to know what ppl think, whether ppl are replaced in the phrase with u or any others, it's the same too!&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell u this: care is the simplest form of love, no care no love... u may marry sm1 who doesnt "love" u, but u cant marry sm1 who doesnt atleast "care" about u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Does he feel u?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can he see ur inner feelings, knows from ur face or eyes that u are happy now or not, need him or not, need to hear smth from him??.. does he feel ur wordless reactions? knows when u r happy, sad, irritated, satisfied or not??.. or does he just go on talking if he likes it and never notices how u deeply feel&lt;br /&gt;bcz sometime, and girls do this a lot, u may be deeply hurted inside, sad or having a deep sorrow, and whether u know it or not, u need some passion.. but u keep smiling infront of others, caring, giving, pretending as there is nthn... i believe if cant read this, then smth is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Does he understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand how u think, y u did that or doing this?, if u r trying to say smth in an indirect way, does he get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;when u say, for example, that the "sea" is blue, deas he understand that the sea is "blue"??... i mean is he on the same line u r on?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this also includes understanding ur needs and giving u space, making u feel that u are u, not just sm1 who only serves him and have to obey him all the time and that's it!.. well, i believe that girls must "obey"their husbands, but some men use this and take it as a granted right and see them selves as the masters and u r there only to obey, but "u" as u! no u dont exist... and they forget that when they command they need to be loving, tender, and soft and appreciate ur abilites and emotions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Does he remember?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is a Big indicator, u may for example tell him that u have been to alex, like the blue color, or love indian food, any thing, and u come and talk to him about any of the issues, then he doesnt know! u tell him i told u b4 that: "....", ...... and he says : "really!!! i dont remember!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, i believe that if he cares he will remember, espcally the well known things about u, the things that distingush u frm others, or the things that are main events in ur life... not remembering such things isa big indicator of not caring.. and ppl who love, believe me, remember every single little details about those they love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally,&lt;/strong&gt; never marry a "3'abi" person, and saying 3'abi i dont mean that he is not smart or smth, but there are some actions and reacttions and attitudes are are not described except with the word "3'abaa2".. cz this man eventually will drive u crazy.. trust me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There may be a lot more quetions to ask ur self, but those what i have in mind now, yet i think they are major and critical but not many ppl take them into consideration!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see u soon isAllaah :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;salaaaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1275371671784025180?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1275371671784025180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1275371671784025180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1275371671784025180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1275371671784025180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/10/hes-no-good-for-you.html' title='He&apos;s no good for you!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-6191337269173667150</id><published>2008-09-20T15:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:54:03.287+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When u think of them..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;السلام عليكم&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;بيحصل إن حد يخطر على بالك مرة وحدة وتفتكره بدون أي سبب؟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;أو يخطر على بالك وتقول ياااااه أنا بالي كتير أوي مكلمتوش، فيينه؟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;أو تفتكر حد وتحس إنو وحشك؟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;أو تفكر في حد و ييجي في بالك بس مش أكتر وتحس إنو بقى مش موجود، وتحس بفرق ولو بسيط؟؟؟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;كل إلي عايزة اقوله إنهاردة إن أول مييجي حد في بالك كلمه على طول... إسأل عليه، أكيد إنت كمان جيت في باله ونفسه يسمع صوتك&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;أول مايوحشك حد إسأل عليه، أكيد إنت كمان وحشه أوي بس معرفش يكلمك&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;أول ماتفتكر حد إنه مرة قالك حاجة أو نصحك بحاجة أومجرد جه في بالك، إبعتلو ولو حتى ميل سلم عليه، أكيد هو نفسه يطمن عليك ويعرف أخبارك بس ما حاولش يكللمك لسبب ما&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;أول ما ينط في بالك حد كلمه على طول أو بالميل&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;do it instantly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;هتلاقي الحد بيقولك أول سطر فالميل أو أول كلمة فالمكالمة: ياااااه، كنت بفكر فيك ، سبحان الله!!..... هتحس إحساس حلو أوي، وتفرح أوي انك إنت إلي بادرت، وتحس ان الشخص د كان فعلاً وحشك أو إنت فعلا ممتن ليه &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;في أمان الله (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6191337269173667150?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6191337269173667150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6191337269173667150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6191337269173667150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6191337269173667150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-u-think-of-them.html' title='When u think of them..'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-7144068268646385165</id><published>2008-09-16T20:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:53:23.394+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du3aa2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>(3) في رعاية الله</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going on telling u stuff that i feel that Allaah is tellig me: "I'm here, next to you.. dont worry"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,i'm in UAE, alone with my father, and i'm seeking a job, applied almost every where online, but no one replied..&lt;br /&gt;i'm here alone.. my father is with me yes, but i didnt contact any of my friends, didnt talk to them, not seeing anyone, not going anywhere except for the hospital and related places... i dont watch TV at ALL, i dont talk on phone, nthn...... just me, dad and the house work..&lt;br /&gt;Al7amdulillaaah, i'm not complaining at all, i'm just giving u a picture in order to let u see what i'll say as i saw it..&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, i was in the car with dady, then i thought like: "y dont i pray that i work here!", cz i only say ya rabb lw feeh 5eer, and i pray isti5ara for working here... but i never said: "ya rabb ashta3'al henaa".. i wondered y!.. maybe i just want to be satisfied, so i'm not asking Allaah for a particular thing, and that way i'm totally leaving it for the isti5ara result and Allaah's well..&lt;br /&gt;but that day i thought, i will say it as: ya rabb ashta3'al hena, ya rabb 2ala2y sho3'l hena.. and i thought that this doesnot contradict with my belief that Allaah will do me the best wether in Egypt or UAE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, i recieved a phone call on my mobile. Usually the numbers that call me here are from egypt, but this one was from UAE.. and i didnt give any of my UAE friends my number, i didnt tell them i'm here till now.. even when i apply online for a job, i write my dad's number not mine... i was wondering who could this be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Rabab, a friend of mine from the clg, the same department of mine too, she came to UAE, her family is here, and she is looking for a job too!.. i never ever expevted such a call at all!!&lt;br /&gt;Rabab spoke about working together, she mentioned that her sister can contact some ppl and look for a job for both of us not only her, we agreed on meeting soon and hoped we get the chance to work to gether...&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell u how happy i was with that phone call..&lt;br /&gt;1) a friend is there!! a nice one too.. sm1 i can talk to and say rubbish :P, away of my daily activities i do here.&lt;br /&gt;2) Rabab lives two blocks away from mine!&lt;br /&gt;3) Allaah sent me Rabab to tell me: I'm here, u r not alone, i feel u and i sent u some one to make u smile :)... Noha, i know u searched for a job a lot, i know that u want to work here, and u did all what u can do, leave it to me, i can get u a job in another way, a way that u never thought of!! Rabab's sister!.. ya Allaaaah, i really never expected that.. i thought of it the traditional way, i apply online and one of the companies reply to me and here i go!.. sub7ana Allaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, no matter how this will end like, whether Rabab's sister finds me a job or not, whether i stay here or go back to Egypt, i'm really satisfied, pleased with Allaah and love him soooo much..&lt;br /&gt;I loved the way he told me: i'm here ya Noha, dont worry like that!... i really felt that he - sub7anahu wata3ala- "by-tabtab 3alayyaa" and his "tabtaba" is full of love, compassion, mercy and tenderness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the same feeling i told u about, i felt so happy, wanted to kiss the ground and hug anything around.. i made sujood shokr and thanked Allaah for making me feel that i'm not alone!&lt;br /&gt;and as i told dad, even if i didnt have a job here, it's very enough for me that Allah makes me feel that i'm never alone, and will let me leave, if i left, will all the satisfaction that i may ever want..&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillaaaahi rabbel 3alameeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-7144068268646385165?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/7144068268646385165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=7144068268646385165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7144068268646385165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7144068268646385165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/3.html' title='(3) في رعاية الله'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1418000016868997399</id><published>2008-09-15T23:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:09:07.283+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Muslims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><title type='text'>Walk to that door!</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we are now almost in "Al 3ash al awa5er" of Ramadan, i thought of sharing this with u, a nice meaning i learnt from brother Ahmad in one of the Green Muslims sessions, rabbena y3ezzo ya rabb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's assume now that we are sittng in a room, and there is a closed door.. and i tell u: "walk to that door", then what will u do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine ur self, see it, and see what will u do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will most probably get up, walk to the door, then walk back to me saying: "i did!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually u didnt!.. cz there is a Q, y did i ask u to walk to that door in the first place!!!, didnt u think of that!.. i wanted u to walk to the door, open it, and take a treasure that is behind the door.. and all u did was that u did an effort, it could be a big one, but in vain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same exactly applies on worshipping Allaah.. Allaah tells us to pray, and we "perform" prayer 5 times daily, but we just dont think of the treasure behind the prayer, the great Thawab that we can get if we just brought up some intentions.. we perform actions, do effort, and finish the prayer without any 5oshoo3, we just walk to the door and gome back withou even trying to open it!&lt;br /&gt;Same applies for reading Qur2aan - no 5oshoo3, tadabbor, 3ezaa and tafakkor, nthn- and for Fasting -Allah says : fahuwa lee wa2ana ajzy bih- we walk to the door and we dont think of the reason why Allaah - sub7anahu wata3aala- tld us to do it, and Ramadan is just over and the benefit we got is a big Zero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 the "al 3ashr al wa5aer" think of the doors that u can walk to, think y will u walk to them, think of the treasure behind them, and open them and get the treasue.. be a winner - 2ola2ika hom al fa2izooon-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little thing: the beauty of Islam also appears in that the treasure u will get is what u thought u will get.. u can give some one a glass of water and take only one 7asanaa, or give him the same glass and take millions of 7asanaat, depending of the "neyyaat" u had when handing him the glass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Last days of Ramadan :)&lt;br /&gt;Salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1418000016868997399?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1418000016868997399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1418000016868997399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1418000016868997399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1418000016868997399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/walk-to-that-door.html' title='Walk to that door!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8933105773577790642</id><published>2008-09-13T18:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:57:33.002+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afraa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>(2) في رعاية الله</title><content type='html'>welcome again :)&lt;br /&gt;now i'm going on telling u how i feel "re3ayat" Allaah, or ma3eyyat Allaah, ad took my trip to KSA as an example.. cz it happens a lot wal7amdulillaah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my six hours transit i stayed at the airport mousque, where a six years old Bangaly girl "Afraa" asked me what's my name, then we became friends, me, her and her little sister "Arwa".. they are Muslims and live in London.. for some time, this girl kept talking about islam and her teacher and prohet Muhammad pbuh and Mousa pbuh and i thought like: "al7amdulillaah that Allaah sent me sm1 to have a conversation of which i can gain 7asanaat, i really dont know what were i going to do in those six hours".. then she left me to sleep a bit, i had a headache.. i didnt feel like eating the snacks i got with me, i was all alone, in a place that i dont know.. u just dont feel like eating, i didnt even feel like asking about the transit free meals... so, i tried to sleep. after some minutes i woke up on Afraa's voice saying:"Noha, wake up, i brought u food :)" ... i was : :, speachless, i cant describe how i felt then, looking at this tiny little girl, carrying the tray, heading towards me, and saying i brought u food!, oh Allaah, i felt sub7ana Allaaah, see in whom he sent me my rezq... i was thrilled in that moment, i kept thanking her a lot, and asked: how much did u pay for that?, she said it's free.. and she left me to eat.. i was hungry, didnt want to eat but hungry, i ate not cz i wanted to eat, but bcz i felt it's a way of thanking Allaah for it, is to take what he sent to me "min 3'ayri 7awlin lee wala qowwah".. at the moment i started eating, tears dropped from my eyes, i felt the feeling i spoke previously about, i felt really like crying, i made sujoud shokr, and ate with eyes full of tears, with the altimate gratitude to Allaah for this transit experience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC :)&lt;br /&gt;salaam for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8933105773577790642?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8933105773577790642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8933105773577790642' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8933105773577790642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8933105773577790642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/2_13.html' title='(2) في رعاية الله'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8333015642734309513</id><published>2008-09-12T22:16:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:43:48.527+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma3iyyat Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>في رعاية الله</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma3eyyat Allaah", yaaaaaaaaaah, how touching!, it's a priceless feeling when u feel that Allaah is taking care of u, protecting u, and sending ppl and making causes just to take care of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel sooo happy for a short while, then suddenly a strong desire to cry, kiss the ground, hug anything around me, and tell Allaaah: "yaaah ya rabby, ana ba7ebbaak awii"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are simple things, very simple, but it is how u see them, u may see them as an original event or result for smth, or see that Allaah made all the surroundings happen only to make these little things for u..&lt;br /&gt;I had a transit in KSA for 9 hours!!, that was a very ling time, my family took me to "Metro" b4 heading to the airport and kept convicing me to buy some snacks to eat in KSA, i wasnt that keen about it..&lt;br /&gt;My flight took off from Egypt 3 hours late than it's scheduled time, i thought: "al7amdulillaah, waiting in my country in much better than waiting in a place i donno, now my transit became 6 hours, thank u Allaah"..&lt;br /&gt;My seat wasnt a window seat, i love window seats.. but i said 5eer ya3ny, al7amdulillaah, then sm1 came and said: "excuse me madam can u sit over there cz there is a family who want to sit together?" and over there was a window seat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u in part two,&lt;br /&gt;fe Aman Allaah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8333015642734309513?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8333015642734309513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8333015642734309513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>(2) مصر في عيون سعودية</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt wrote this sooner, sorry for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, let me remind u that i had an indirect flight and went to KSA via the Saudi airlines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the plane, i sat next to a "talkative" SAudi wonam, who was in Egypt visiting her sister and applying for her son in on of the Egyptian private unversities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her y does her sister live in Egypt, she is Saudi and married to a Saudi man, the woman said that her sister's husband preferes egypt, and she commented on that saying : "Although he is so quite, he like only to stay at home, he doesnt like doing out to casinos, disco, movies, or any other things that are in egypt, sub7ana Allaah"... she is surprised how come he is that quite and like Egypt although all of what she mentioned.. ya salaaaam!!! she made me feel that Egyptian ppl walk all the time singing, watching movies, go no where but to casinos and disco bars.. give me a break!!! i never went to a disco b4!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the bad image our serials and mvies give to the outside world about us! thnx to media!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's look at the bright side:&lt;br /&gt;- i asked her y did u get ur son to study in Egypt?!, she said he wants a speciality that is not available in KSA, and Egypt is well known of it's "education".. here i wanted to laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;and she also mentioned that Cairo university is well known there, and they think it's smth... i asked her about Ain Shams she said: "yes, that too" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- she said: "but the number of veiled and scarfed women really surprised me, i was here in Egypt 15 years ago and almost all the girls werent covering their hair, and almost all of them wore mini jupes and short dresses, i am really surprised with their clothing too, it's clear that there is a "sa7wa deneyya" in the country ", i said yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it :)&lt;br /&gt;that's how ppl see us, as a stupid nation, that will never ever progress due to our disorder and selfishness, and a religouse one!!!... two opposits, Ironic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u soon :)&lt;br /&gt;salaaaaaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2155040108592395819?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2155040108592395819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2155040108592395819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2155040108592395819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2155040108592395819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/2.html' title='(2) مصر في عيون سعودية'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-714388462391889083</id><published>2008-09-11T18:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:19:56.353+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>What i really really really want</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont exactly remember this, but i think i heard that u need to ask ur self: "what do i really really really want?", it's a way to know ur deepest desires.&lt;br /&gt;well, u may see this strange, but there are a lot of ppl who dont know what they really want, and this question sometimes helps, the 3 "really" makes u think or seek deeply inside or among ur desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i really really really wanted were two things, and they were somewhat contradicting.. i didnt think i could have them both cz having one of them decreases the chances of having the other.&lt;br /&gt;the first, that i really really really wanted, and dreamed of having, and wanted so badly , i now just cant get anymore, i already lost it forever, and it really hurts.. but al7amdulillaaah 3ala kolli 7aal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i sometimes think that Allaah made me lose the first so that he will give me the second, so that i focus more on the second one and have better chances of having it, who knows!!&lt;br /&gt;but i sometimes see that the chances of having the second are degrading too, i feel like i'm losing it too.. am i gonna have it?! Allahu a3lam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not having the second makes me remeber the firt and the pain of losing it, well, i cant say "losing" as i didnt have it in the first place, but i just didnt have it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillah qaddara Allahu wama shaa2a fa3al, i believe it wasnt mine in the 1st place, Allaah didnt want it for me, but what about the second??..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as these 2 things are what i really really really wanted, i cant imagine my self not having the second either, i ask Allaah to give it to me if it was the 5eer, and make me satisfied if it wasnt mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was 7abbet fadfada.. pray for me, may Allaah satisfay me in all cases ya rabb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-714388462391889083?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/714388462391889083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=714388462391889083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/714388462391889083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/714388462391889083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-really-really-really-want.html' title='What i really really really want'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4496582379951725876</id><published>2008-09-03T20:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:47:49.171+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New airport'/><title type='text'>مصر في عيون سعودية</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an indirect flight to UAE, transit in KSA "Riyaad", so i travelled from Cairo on the Saudi airlines to Riyaad for the first time in my life..&lt;br /&gt;The airport was soooo crowded, my plane was taking off at 1:35 A.M so i went to the airport at 11:00 P.M. and ofcourse it was the "New" airport.. i have been to about 6 or 5 airports, abd this "New" airport is the worst ever, it's like puplic toilets, very very ugly and really bad, i hate it.. i just wonder, how does the Egyption government or whatever make such a horrible place for tourists and foriegn travellers while leaving the "old"-better- airport for Egypt air travellers!!!! i ralley cant describe how nasty the "new" airport is if u havent seen it :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i stood in the chech-in line from 11:15 till 1:20 or sumting.. Check in only! of course i witnessed LOTS of fightes and yelling, very bad attitudes, disorder, randomness, worse than any line u ever stood in.&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse a lot of Saudi ppl was there, and they were never treaded like that.. all were not pleased and not satisfied.. and of the comments i heard, i'm listing some:&lt;br /&gt;- My First time to see an Embarrassed Egyptian, the never feel shy .. boga7a ya3ny/* a Saudi wonam saw an Egyption man embarrased*/&lt;br /&gt;- Egyptian ppl will never be civilized, they will always stay as they are&lt;br /&gt;- /* yelling at the check in guy*/ Tell me y we didnt finish till now while all egyptians are done!! bcz we stay in a line and we are organised...Toz fe Masr, Toz fe Masr&lt;br /&gt;-/* yelling too*/ y are u treating us like this, y!!!, the money is our money and the airlines are our are lines, damn u .. and she mentioned smth about that we dont deserve what kning Abdel Aziz did for us in egypt.. any ideas what was that ?!!! i wanna know&lt;br /&gt;- /*to a porter*/ u only do things for money, i have to pay u to get my things done, how nasty.. egyptians will never be good workers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and much more..&lt;br /&gt;telling the truth, i felt shame... not only the airport looks like an old WC, but ppl are behaving really bad, no manners nothing.. egyption men exceed Saudi women in the line to get there first and put there bags and yell... really bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a moral issue, a whole culture that needs to be fixed, ppl need to be raised all over again and know how to treat ppl, cz we realy dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel mota5llef mota5allef 3ala ra2y el so3odeyyeen!&lt;br /&gt;7asafah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for part two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4496582379951725876?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4496582379951725876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4496582379951725876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4496582379951725876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4496582379951725876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='مصر في عيون سعودية'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-623698683795131861</id><published>2008-08-28T11:29:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:45:56.811+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>What hurts most!</title><content type='html'>in our lives, we get through alot of hard situations, tough days, and bad times.. and it happenes that we feel like: "This really Hurts!"... and u may feel that u want to cry, or even, u just find ur self crying, and wishing this never happened to u!&lt;br /&gt;I have been through a lot too, and felt like that a lot, but what really hurted and hurt me most is being accused of smthn that i have never done or will do, and finding my slef treated based on unfair conclusions that others made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sm1 judges ur intentions, or decides with theirselves that ur neyya was a bad thing, and start treating u as the bad person with the bad intentions... or when they conclude that u "are" sm1, and of course a bad one, and believe that u are that person and also treat u based on that asuumption, and it even goes to the extent that they tell u : "u are......... "and they dont accept any excuses... then u are nothn but SHOCKED !!!, cz u never ever want or wish or even like doing what they say u do... and u just stay still, unable either to speak nor defend ur self, and feeel the deepest wound in ur heart.. It hurts even more when those ppl are the closest to u, it makes it a HUGE pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair, and hurting and shocking, and u keep wondering: "Y!!!!!", and the only thing u have is to ask Allaah: يا ربي دافع عني, إن لم يكن بك علي غضب فلا أبالي&lt;br /&gt;and pray that one day they'll know the truth, feel sorry for the pain they caused to u, and know that u were never the person they thought u are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya rabb ... maybe oneday.. who knows!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-623698683795131861?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/623698683795131861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=623698683795131861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/623698683795131861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/623698683795131861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-hurts-most.html' title='What hurts most!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1353329634077627536</id><published>2008-08-22T19:13:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:06:40.735+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tawba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Muslims'/><title type='text'>It's Time to Analyze</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know there are no shayateen in Ramadaan, and that all the bad deeds that we see in Ramadan are from the "Nafs", as there is no what is known as "waswasa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Ahmad gave a simple example: let's say that whenever u meet me -for example- u punch my stomach, then i throw up, again u meet me, punch my stomach and i throw up , every time!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it happens that i don't meet u for a long while, but i keep throwing up every day.. now there must be smth wrong "inside" my body that causes it, cz i no longer meet u, this means that i can not blame u anymore for throwing up.. so i better fix my own inside problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same thing in Ramadan.. in Ramadan, every sin u do, each bad deed is because of u and only u, because shitaan is not there, and u r the only one to be blamed for whatever u do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so it's time for u to prepare ur self a list with all the sins u do, every thing u want to quit, and make ramadan ur start.. also to analyze ur behaviour, and see, what was due to u and what was bcz of the Shitaan, and analyze, and admitt ur mistakes and figure out how to fix them or make Tawba.. and start in action..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;وآخرون &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;اعترفوا بذنوبهم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; خلطوا عملا صالحا وآخر سيئا عسى الله أن يتوب عليهم إن الله غفور رحيم &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allaah bless u All, wish u a fruitfull analysis :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salaaaaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1353329634077627536?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1353329634077627536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1353329634077627536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1353329634077627536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1353329634077627536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-time-to-analyze.html' title='It&apos;s Time to Analyze'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8917346647966800810</id><published>2008-08-21T01:34:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:46:25.600+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Muslims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orange Juice'/><title type='text'>Orange Juice</title><content type='html'>I just came home from the Second "Green Muslims" meeting with brother Ahmad, Allaah bless them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the talk today was about "Learning", and i'll cover the session isAllaah soon in coming posts. but i want to mention now the "Orange Juice" story :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother Ahmad was talking about working on ur character and he said a very nice thing: we have two looks, the physical one, that every body sees, and the inner look, that is the person inside us.. and that each person inside each of us has a different look than the physical look, based on the charactaristics of that inner person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked us to close our eyes for seconds, and imagine what our inner person looks like!... now what do u see, is it a beautiful creature, on an ugly one?.. this depeds on ur heart and manner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that this inner person shows clearly when pressure comes. if u wanna know how does ur inner person look like, just watch ur self when u are under pressure, or in other words, in an Ibtilaa2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he asked a question, he said though it may sound silly, trivial or worthless, but it had a major and a huge effect on his personality and really changed alot of him.. now you think of an answer to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what comes out when u sqeeze an orange??" .. yes think.. what comes out when u sqeeze an orange!!! Got it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The squeezing process is the pressure u go through, and of course, u are the orange, and ur inside look or character is the orange juice that come out of u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some times Allah puts u in an Ibtilaa2 to squeese u and show u things deep inside u, that u woud never see, to let u dig deep inside, and clean ur heart corners and wash them out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt make any sence that when u have a bad day, and yell at ppl around u bcz u have been though alot that day, then u come and say: sorry i acted like that, i have been through a lot today... and u start mentioning the "Outside" effects that happened to u to justify y ur orange juice was that black..&lt;br /&gt;but it makes no sence...how come u blame outside things for things that came out of u, from ur "inside"... Only blame the orange!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so always watch ur orange juice, and make sure that u need the orange juice to be as nice as ur orange shell looks from outside, not to shock ppl of what came out of it, and remember that the Orange juice is what really matters!&lt;br /&gt;إن الله لا ينظر إلى أجسادكم ولا إلى صوركم ولكن ينظر إلى قلوبكم&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8917346647966800810?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8917346647966800810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8917346647966800810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs.Zainab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>قد سألت البلاء</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when u have a very heavy burder on ur heart, all u ask Allaah for is some Patience, not to suffer of what is tiring ur brain, making u worried all the time and having those big holes in ur heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talking about my self i usually ask Allaah for patience, and i increase this Do3aa2 in bad times, and ask ppl i know to pray for me and ask Allah to give me patience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, talking to a dear wise friend, she said: Dont ask Allaah for patience!, i said: y!!!, she said: asking to be patient on what!, it's like u ask Allaah for ibtilaa2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for me, it was the firt time to here about this, it turned out to be a 7adeeth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;مر النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم برجل وهو يقول اللهم إني أسألك الصبر فقال‏:‏ قد سألت البلاء فسل الله العافية قال‏:‏ ومر برجل يقول اللهم إني أسألك تمام النعمة قال‏:‏ يا ابن آدم أتدري ما تمام النعمة قال‏:‏ دعوة دعوت بها أرجو بها الخير قال‏:‏ فإن تمام النعمة فوز من النار ودخول الجنة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i found it after googling.. she didn't mention it in the call, i thought it was her opinion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the major thing i was thinking about is: yaah, does this mean that prophet Muhammad, PBUH, never asked Allaah for patience?!!!! never ever??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i googled that too, and i was surprised that the answer was yes, except for this 7adeeth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;اللهم إني أسألك الصبر عند القضاء، و منازل الشهداء، وعيش السعداء، والنصر على الأعداء، ومرافقة الأنبياء، &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz notice that Prophet Muhammad asked Allah for patience "Conditinally", only in the case that Allaah "qaddar el balaa2" and it happened.. عند القضاء!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holyquran.net/cgi-bin/qsearch.pl?st=%D5%C8%D1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;sv=1&amp;amp;ec=114&amp;amp;ev=2&amp;amp;ae=&amp;amp;mw=p&amp;amp;alef=ON"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;searched in the Holy Qur2an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for "صبر" and noticed that "Sabr" is situation dependent, and when Allaah commands us of being patient, it's a command of having the "attitude" of being patient.. so it is something YOU do, not smthing u ask Allaah to give u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought, like what, ya3ny a smthing i do, an attitude!!, and i had this example in mind, i hope it makes it clear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when u want to reach somewhere by ur car, the clg for example, u ask Allaah by saying : ya rabb awsal el kolleyyaa, ya rabb i make it there masalan... u never say : ya rabb erzo2ny enny a3raf asoo2 l7add el kolleyyaa!!!!... y!! bcz driving is ur mission, ur way of dealing with the situation, u chose to drive ur car, so u just have to do it... u only then may ask Allaah to reach there safe and sound!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so let's conclude here, and excuse it's simplisity, that patience is like driving, is the state u r in when dealing with "Ibtilaa2", u only ask Allaaah to have only in the case of ibtilaa2, not always... and care for how u ask Allaah for it, not to be asking Allaah for the balaa2 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rabbena yo3allemna wa 2eyyakom, and thnx for ur time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamu 3alikom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6258007385222578198?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6258007385222578198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6258007385222578198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Muslims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><title type='text'>لوجه الله</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I attended a session yesterday talking about "Deeds liwajh Allah" by Brother Ahmad.. an Egyptian Amercian man who is here in Egypt for a short visit and leaving soon isAllaah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He spoke about several topics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does "Liwajh Allaah" mean ?.. and y the face "wajh" ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Liwajh Allaah means that it's done only for the Sake of Allah, seeking Allaah's satisfaction and pleasure..and y "Face (Wajh)", bcz, if sm1 is satisfied with what u did, u will know it directly form the face.. it's like this : u know that allaah is watching u, and u r doing now smth for his sake, and expecting the satisfaction smile in his Face "laysa kamithlihi shay2" sub7anahu wata3ala, and that he is smiling while seeing u dong the thing he likes u to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to know that what u Did was "liwajh Allaah"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-u don't care what u get back, u just do it for Allaah, bcz Allaaah loves it.let's say u gave ur friend a present "liwajh Allaah", and expected that he/she will treat u the next day so well out of ur gift's effect. unfortunatly, ur friend treated u bad.. if u for a second felt like:"I just gave him/her a present, how did he/she treat me like this!!"... then be sure it wasnt 100% liwajhi allaah.. cz, u see, u cared for what u get back, u did it for a purpose, for a benifit that u will gain, not purely liwajhi Allaah.All what u think of while doing anything is that : Allaah Loves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this needs sabr, patience, to wait to get the reward fel a5ira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to know that what u Will do is "liwajh Allaah"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If u attempt ding smthn, and paused for a second thinking: i'm going to do it lwajhi Allaah.. just ask ur self a little Q; what if i falied in doing it, what if some one else did it ans suceeded, how will this make me feel?!.... will u ask ur self: y wasnt it me!!.. if u didnt, then it's liwajh Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and always remember that every thing will go ack to Allaah, so there is no "me"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What pleases Allaah and the path to Allaah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u need to know that what pleases Allah most is what Allah made it fard, that's y it is Fard... and that there is a way to Allaah, a path, and that path is clear in the hadeeth:&lt;br /&gt;"إن الله تعالى قال : من عادى لي وليا فقد آذنته بالحرب ، و ما تقرب إلي عبدي بشيء أحب إلي مما افترضته عليه ، و ما زال عبدي يتقرب إلي بالنوافل حتى أحبه ، فإذا أحببته كنت سمعه الذي يسمع به ، و بصره الذي يبصر به ، و يده التي يبطش بها ، و رجله التي يمشي بها ، و إن سألني لأعطينه ، و لئن استعاذني لأعيذنه ، و ما ترددت عن شيء أنا فاعله ترددي عن قبض نفس المؤمن ، يكره الموت و أنا أكره مساءته "&lt;br /&gt;and Always remember that u need tawba for all the sins u did in ur life, and the fact that time passed doesnt mean that te sin was forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, seek "Al i7saan", always ask ur self: "anhy el a7san? " b4 doing anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, for ur sake, take time for just Allaah and u... and Love him, sub7anahu wata3alaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;// many thanks to Brother Ahmad, Ghada El Bedeawi and her family, and the Green Muslims :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salaaaaaam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-7564119901378610969?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/7564119901378610969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=7564119901378610969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>Guiding Others</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to a third year friend tonight and she said: "our class isn't like urs, none of us helps others, every one there depends on him/her self, if not then on TAs"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this made me think, Oh my God!!, how come!!.. i can tell u how we ppl -whenever possible- try our best to offer each other any help, we explain for each other, stand there for each other, we try to guide each other, and the most important thing is that we care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always give the simplest example about that, that the most helpfull peson in our class, Roaa, is ranked the 1st masha2Allaah.. u see, Allah rewards u back for what u do for His and ppl's sake.. i can't describe how gr8 if feels when u help sm1 in smth and he/she then keeps praying for u and thanking u for the thing u have done... it's priceless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not only that u help ppl in studies, but give them expirence out of urs, help them even if they didnt ask u for help, guide them just if u feel that they may be needing it although they may not even realize it.. otherwise, y r u in their lives in the first place!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, my collegue Alaa shaker, masha2Allaah bardo, he just thought of a session out of no where for the next senior students to guide them in their projects, and preparing for it nowadays... i dont think that anyone asked him for that!, it's just that when u know smth or learnt smth, u want to pass it to ppl, so that they dont suffer knowing it as much as u did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u just remember the pain u had when u needed guidance and u didnt find, or needed help and no one offered, u'll then know how deep, touching and gr8 it is to help others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, whenever any of those ppl is mentioned, that 1st word u hear is : "rabbena ybarekloo/laha".. and indeed, only Allaah is the one who can really weight their effort, based on their intentions, and pay them back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rabbena ybariklokoo ento kamaaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1881116601947396133?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1881116601947396133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1881116601947396133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1881116601947396133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1881116601947396133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/07/guiding-others.html' title='Guiding Others'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3223460464092656631</id><published>2008-07-17T05:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T05:51:04.347+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite clear that it has been a very long time since i last posted here, i donno y, i think i was really busy in the second term and had lots of things to worry about that made me even "Forget" that  have a blod till sm1 remided me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i'm back, not sure yet :P, but i ewanna keep posting, it's like i've been isolated for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have nthn to say, except that i had my results maybe yesterday, Very goog, al7amdulillaah, and now i'm graduated wal7amdulillaaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i hope i keep posting, as i was really surprised when i read my old posts today, i wrote that!!, feels nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u soon isAllaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3223460464092656631?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3223460464092656631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-338566511452378745</id><published>2008-01-03T19:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:58:50.084+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>done with practicals, al7amdulillah</title><content type='html'>today al7amdulillah i finished el practicals , fadel el nazary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had networx and Cisco, i hated wat happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both exams loaded my, not only the exams, both Dr.s too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillaaah 5allasnaaaa, w qaddara Allah w masha2 fa3al, w al7amdulillah 3ala kolli 7aal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired and need to sleeep, i cant even complete the post.. later isAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-338566511452378745?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/338566511452378745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=338566511452378745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/338566511452378745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/338566511452378745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2008/01/done-with-practicals-al7amdulillah.html' title='done with practicals, al7amdulillah'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-6881316043124826053</id><published>2007-12-19T09:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:41:55.170+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3eed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>3eed Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today al7amdulillah i went to the 3eed prayer, it was really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wat u dont know that i really didnt want to go, i was feeling like :"ya rabbyyy, mesh 3ayza aroo7.. bas i have to... feha a lw maro7tish, yarabby, i have to, haroo7 wana maleesh nefs 5alessss :( ".. i kno that this sounds "7aram !" but that wat i really felt, not only me, my sister and cousins too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;el mohem i went as i said - bel3afya- the mousque was crewded and every thing was like evey where in a 3eed moring :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;while we were saying the takbeeraat, the imam interrupted saying that we are muslims, and the islaam is the religion of order, we have to say the takberaat toghether, not koll wa7ed fe wady!!, he said we have to feel that "ALLAHU Akbaar", and that today Allah is looking at us with the angels and Allah wants to be proud of us , All muslims at the same time saying :"Allahu akbaar, Allahu akbaar".. we feel it and say it with love, pride and belief &lt;--- those where his words!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we continued takbeer, then stood to pray, he said : "ppl, for ur sake, the 5otba is part of the prayer, 3eed 5otba is a short one, we need to listen to it not just run after the tasleeem, stay and listen,then u will be doing as our dear prophet Muhammad did (pbuh) " ... and we prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;of course i waited till the end of th e5otba.. he spoke about ( Al i7saan), he said the hadeeth :"Enna Allaha kataba al i7sana fe kolli shay2", he said that we have to be an "a7san" friend, "a7san" relative, "a7san" student... we have to do All the things we do "b-a7san" way, Allah loves that we do thingswith i7saan, Allah made the i7saan in every thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he also said that any thing u do in this life can be rewarded with soo much 7asanaat if u intend "al i7saan " in it for Allah, cz at the end of the story, every thing we do, we do it for Allah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now, i'm glad that i went to the prayer, and al7amdulillah happy with the usefull things i heard today, al7amdulillah that i didnt just stay at home like any other lazy person.. after All, howwa fee kam 3eed ad7a fel sana !!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kol sana wento tayyebeen :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;salaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6881316043124826053?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6881316043124826053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6881316043124826053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6881316043124826053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6881316043124826053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/12/3eed-prayer.html' title='3eed Prayer'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-317712972380045655</id><published>2007-12-18T18:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:01:40.507+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3eed'/><title type='text'>Happy Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/R2mGhKb41GI/AAAAAAAAACs/dYgVlCnFT1U/s1600-h/5aroof+el+3eed.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145791953542632546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/R2mGhKb41GI/AAAAAAAAACs/dYgVlCnFT1U/s200/5aroof+el+3eed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koll sana wento gamee3an b5eeer, ya rabb isAllah tkoon ayyamko kollaha sa3ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w Alf mabrook, isAllah tkoono mn elly rabbena 3ataqhom mn el naar today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnx for those who sent me mails to add to my do3aa2 list, rabbena ytaqabbal menna w menkom ya rabb w yshfy mardana w mardakom w yrda 3anna gamee3an w yrzoqna el i5laas ya rabb, w yzedna noor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesh 3arfa leeh ba2aly fatra 7assa enny 3ayza 2a2ool :"matensoneesh, hatew7ashooony", maybe cz this is the last 3eed that we are spending together, this fact arouses my tears... but isAllah our future will be full of happiness and we will meet again isAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alqakom 3ala 5eeer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to nosnos ;), rabbena yr3aaky w y7fazik.. enny o7ebboki fellaah (F)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-317712972380045655?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/317712972380045655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=317712972380045655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/317712972380045655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/317712972380045655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-feast.html' title='Happy Feast'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jkMAGmC8s4I/R2mGhKb41GI/AAAAAAAAACs/dYgVlCnFT1U/s72-c/5aroof+el+3eed.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2358015324117521984</id><published>2007-11-23T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:56:26.865+02:00</updated><title type='text'>kelmeteen 3assaree3</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mn kam yoom 3amalt zamb fazee3, kont lying down 3al bed, about to sleep, sme3t athan el fagr w 2olt fe serry :"ha2oom now" , w lamma omt la2eet el donia mnawwara wel shams tal3a... mn el a5er : ana sme3t el athan w bardo masaletsh el fagr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7asseeet yomha bel zamb awyyy, w olt : yalahwy !!, howwa fee afza3 mn keda!!.. ana mesh bas sme3t el athan, da ana raddetto kaman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el mohem olt yomha ana hasoom takfeeran 3an el amb da, ma3 enny kan nefsy yomha aftar awy, el yoom da fel kolleyya tawaeeel w mesh metsa77ara wala 7aga... bas olt bardo hasoom ::"rabbena y3'ferly ba2a", kont fe3lan mesh 3arfa akaffar ezzay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yomha sub7ana Allah, el mo7adra etla3'et w rawwa7t badry :) ... w ftert 3ady w nemt tany yoom w s7eeet 3ala el fagr lwa7dy... omt fay2a w msa7sa7a ma3 enny kont nayma met2a55ar...w salleet el fagr 7ader wal7amdulillah .. sub7ana Allah fe3laan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hatha mn fadl rabby, al7amdulillaaahi rabbel 3alameen :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2358015324117521984?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4246812838724819538</id><published>2007-11-09T23:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:56:15.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ur (-ve) emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assalamu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alikom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like it's been years since my last post, glad to be back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; attending nowadays the basic course 2 in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zedny&lt;/span&gt;, i see it's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Tuesday the session was "how to deal with your negative emotions"... i thought that it was gonna be about not being sad, trying to smile, neglect how u feel, get busy by anything else, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the session was really amazing.. it wasn't traditional as i thought it would be... a totally new content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the instructor said that the negative feelings are  very beautiful things.. each feeling we feel carries a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; that calls us for a certain action saying :"Hello, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; the X feeling carrying the following &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;, you need to do Y urgently !!!".. WOW ... this is a paradigm shift :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called the negative feelings as "Signals", and listed the most common "signal" as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discomfort         Fear          Anger        Guilt      Overload       Inadequacy        &amp;amp; Frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also listing each one's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; and the action it is calling for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i saw this a wonderful material i decided to give it in our dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;FCIS&lt;/span&gt;, so if u r seeking details just come and attend :D....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel :"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;amdulillaaah&lt;/span&gt; that i had that awesome chance to attend that session", i feel blessed, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to start acting as i learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless u All..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;salaaaaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4246812838724819538?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4246812838724819538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4246812838724819538' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4246812838724819538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4246812838724819538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/11/ur-ve-emotions.html' title='ur (-ve) emotions'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-345339505137899438</id><published>2007-10-21T06:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:43:49.320+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>فقد مس القوم قرح مثله</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;السلام عليكم ورحمة الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;سورة آل عمران بها مجموعة آيات من أحب الآيات إلى قلبي و هي الآيات من 138 إلى 142&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..أراها علاج أي حزن أوانكسار لأني أؤمن بأنها تقوم بما يسمى بــــ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paradigm Shift :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;أولها :"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;هذا بيان للناس وهدى وموعظة للمتقين&lt;/span&gt;" ...&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;بالرغم من أن هذه الآية خاتمة لما قبلها ,, إلا أني أسعد عندما أقرؤها على أنها مقدمة لما بعدها.. أي : هذا الذي سيأتي ذكره هو بيان للناس و موعظة و هدى للتقين&lt;/span&gt; .. اللهم اجعلنا منهم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ولا تهنوا ولا تحزنوا وأنتم الأعلون إن كنتم مؤمنين&lt;/span&gt; ... الرائعة :) ... و أفهمها: إن كنا مؤمنين فنحن الأعلون , فلا يهن المؤمن ولا يحزن...أفضّل -من وجهة نظري المتواضعة- أن أفهمها هكذا عوضا عن : أنتم الأعلون فلا تهنوا و لا تحزنوا, هذا إن كنتم مؤمنين... أفضّل الأولى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ثم الأروع- و القرآن كله رائع : "إ&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ن يمسسكم قرح فقد مس القوم قرح مثله وتلك الأيام نداولها بين الناس&lt;/span&gt; " ياااااااااااااااااااه... عندما تعلم &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;يقينا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; أنك لست وحدك في حزنك هذا, وأن الله ابتلى غيرك ممن سبقوك و ممن هم آتون بعدك بنفس ما ابتلاك به... يااااااه, و أن هذه سنة الله في خلقه, وأن ما تشعر به الآن و ما تعانيه و جهادك القوي الذي تجاهد به نفسك و يرهقك و لا تقوي عليه و تطلب من الله أن يعينك على نفسك وألا يشغل قلبك بسواه , كل هذا لست فيه وحدك و لست الأول و لن تكون الآخر... و ان دعاءك و قربك من الله و استعانتك به كان هو زاد من قبلك و يكون الآن زادك.. فتدعو الآن لنفسك و لغيرك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;لماذا هذا ..لماذا مبدأ:"أغالب نفسي و تغلبني"... يأتي الرد :"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;وليعلم الله الذين آمنوا ويتخذ منكم شهداء والله لا يحب الظالمين&lt;/span&gt; ".. اللهم اجعلنا مؤمنين ولا تجعلنا في القوم الظالمين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;سبب آخر.. أن هذا الذي أنت فيه ثمن للجنة التى طالما دعوت الله سبحانه بها و سألته إياها.. ثمنها أن تجاهد نفسك لا تكل ولا تمل, ثمنها أن تصبر و ما أعظم اجر الصابرين.. و الصبر :"كأن شيئا لم يكن"....."&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;أم حسبتم أن تدخلوا الجنة ولما يعلم الله الذين جاهدوا منكم ويعلم الصابرين&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;لست أدرى إن استشعرتم و إياي ما قلت سالفة... و لكني لا أزال أعشق هذه الآيات و أوصي كل من أراه حزينا بقراءتها وأحب الله أنه رزقنا إياها في كتابه العزيز ... أحبك ربي &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;و فقنا الله لما يحب و يرضى &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-345339505137899438?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/345339505137899438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=345339505137899438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/345339505137899438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/345339505137899438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='فقد مس القوم قرح مثله'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-6464296924464564452</id><published>2007-10-14T18:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:03:09.884+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>So... let's have Patience</title><content type='html'>i was checking one of my friends' space and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;قال شمس الدين بن القيم رحمه الله :&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;وإنما يجد المشقة في ترك المألوفات والعوائد من تركها لغير الله، أما من تركها مخلصاً لله فإنه لا يجد في تركها مشقة إلا أول وهلة؛ ليمتحن أصادق في تركها أم كاذب، فإن صبر على تلك المشقة قليلاً استحالت لذة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i remebered those two beautiful verses :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)انه من يتق ويصبر فان الله لا يضيع اجر المحسنين&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;a name="searched"&gt;وَأَمَّا مَنْ خَافَ مَقَامَ رَبِّهِ وَنَهَى النَّفْسَ عَنِ الْهَوَى &lt;/a&gt;فَإِنَّ الْجَنَّةَ هِيَ الْمَأْوَى&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahumma 2a3enna 3ala anfusina... waj3alna nm el mottaqeen assabereeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-6464296924464564452?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/6464296924464564452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=6464296924464564452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6464296924464564452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/6464296924464564452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-lets-have-patience.html' title='So... let&apos;s have Patience'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1692668530999408905</id><published>2007-10-13T15:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:39:42.094+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>My Du3a2 List</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 Ramadan ends, and b4 i finish my 5atma- which was one of my best 5atmas ever, Al7amdulillah- i thought that i really have to pray (ad3y), and ad3y a lot, and i thought of a very nice thing al7amdulillah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i'll pray for every one i know after my 5atma, and i wanted to be saying their own do3a2 - actually when sm1 says pray for me, i dont know wat shall i pray with at all-..... so i started a tiny campaign, gathering every one's do3a2 in a paper just to have them in hand after my 5atma and go on ed3eying :)... ya3ny saying do3aa2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collected ad3aya from my friends, colleagues, T.A.s, even Dr.s, my family and others... telling every one to write down whatever he/she wishes ( as do3a2 el Muslim le2a5eeh el Muslim mostagab).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Do3a2 list reached 13 pages long !!.... i was soooo touched when reading them All. There were some ad3ya that made me smile, others that made me cry, others that made me reconsider, and many like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the ppl i know from other aspects that i wasnt seeing them from... i also felt that this Do3a2 list made me somewhat closer to Allah.... it was an indescribable feeling that i had when saying All these ad3aya.. i felt really gr8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even decided to keep this Do3aa2 list and say it once in a while, and pray for those ppl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are really not enough, i kind of speechless, i only want to say two things:&lt;br /&gt;1) الحمد لله الذي هدانا لهذا و ما كنا لنهتدي لولا أن هدانا الله&lt;br /&gt;2) guys, this is a start, why not every one of u seek those who he/she knows -even only cares for- and write down their prayers and just pray for them once in a while.... bgd it feels fantastic (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbena yataqabbal menna wa menkom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i Do in deed thank Allah for this Ramadan, i really felt the difference... Allahumma taqabbalhu menna w balle3'na Ramadan el qadem :)... Allahumma ij3alna mn el mottaqeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaaaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1692668530999408905?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1692668530999408905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1692668530999408905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1692668530999408905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1692668530999408905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-du3a2-list.html' title='My Du3a2 List'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8080004573645421303</id><published>2007-09-27T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:14:32.956+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>what's Going on! (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assalamu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alikom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late in sending this second post due to a bigger depression. and same feeling of :"2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ayzaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nsalla&lt;/span&gt;7 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mafeeesh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;faydaaa&lt;/span&gt;!!"... and that was because what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;happend&lt;/span&gt; to those in the SC department... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rabbena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yonsorhom&lt;/span&gt; ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rabb&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; back again, and decided to keep what i wanted to do in the first place, that we should really make the difference. and we started like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CSys&lt;/span&gt; department, more than half of the students there were forced to join it, and we have to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applying the "inside outside" principle, and "being proactive" as i said before, we decided to make our department the best department.... it will be the best due to those who are in there.. me and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Heba&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Heba&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Waleed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Reda&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to help those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like the dept to like it, help them understand what they cant get.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;assist&lt;/span&gt; them in solving problems and exams.... and this will be a result of the small "study group" that we will start from next week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;isAllah&lt;/span&gt; ( me and the 4 i mentioned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;above&lt;/span&gt;), where we will explain things to each other, exchange our notes that we took in the lectures, gather all the questions that we have and make sure that five of us are capable of explaining things to others... tab3an this process is more organised with more details between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part i like is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;heba&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; said :"i want those who hated joining this department to say:"i was wrong when i was sad, this is the best thing for me" "....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; i ask u for is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; prayers that Allah helps us and keep our intentions good for him and only him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;isAllah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; make the T.M.D event :) .... i cant let go my dreams that simply.. walla a!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;salaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8080004573645421303?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8080004573645421303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8080004573645421303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8080004573645421303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8080004573645421303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-going-on-2.html' title='what&apos;s Going on! (2)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-7482445026262260381</id><published>2007-09-25T02:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:14:47.119+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>what's Going on!</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u r in FCIS, u definitely feel the horrible atmosphere that is there... every one is sad, depressed, broken or not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;we were welcomed in the first week by couple of unfair events that made every one just feeling bad... ppl feel so bad for the departments that they joined bel3afya, they feel like dead.. almost every body has a problem in the graduation project or the graduation team... every body feels injustice&lt;br /&gt;As an ACMer there are things that i Have to do, like mentoring and some events such as the TMD.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i feel weak, i feel that i hate this college, how would i ever talk to the new class and tell them to love it while i feel deep nofooor for every one in the college staff (drs), and every place in the college... i just feel "nafsy ta3afuh".&lt;br /&gt;How can i make a difference a place where every one is feeling injustice and feeling miserable. who would listen!!... who am i fooling!!! 2al TMD 2al&lt;br /&gt;I thought that i may have a chance of being a TA in CSys and that it would be a good chance to "give"... now i feel "who cares!!", meen ygeelo nefs y2addem 7aga fel kolleyya de.&lt;br /&gt;she3arat she3arat, w mabade2 w mabade2, w fel a5er we are as roaa said seeking water in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u know what!!!, rabbena 7akeeem, and fair, and it's not that bad, i have to think where is el 5eer in all wat is happening, cz ana 3andy yaqeeen shedeed fellah sub7anahu wata3ala.. and i know that Allah is Always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah wants to see what are we gonna do to fix this situation or to even look at the bright side.... and i thought of "being proactive", and thought of the "inside outside" principle...&lt;br /&gt;in the next post isAllah, i'll tell u wat i decided to do, and hope u help if u can, we now need to make it better more that any time b4... we cant just give up and let go every thing cz we are desperate... we have to change that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-7482445026262260381?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/7482445026262260381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=7482445026262260381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7482445026262260381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7482445026262260381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-going-on.html' title='what&apos;s Going on!'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4393361212713373015</id><published>2007-09-19T22:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:19:20.671+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>advise me, i CAN'T advise myself</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now i'm confused which department i should join in our college. and i really dont know... mmmmmm, i should decide soon whether it's Computer Science or Computer Systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what do i think of Csys??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i started thinking about it due to the graduation project, and started praying isti5ara.... then i was convinced that there is no relation between them- project and department- , but i donno y it just entered my mind and not getting off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i feel that i will learn about "Technology" in Csys, and that's smth that i want to know about.... But, i donno if i will make it in CSys. it's somewhat like engineering and i donno if i will succeed in such a study :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i believe that the good Drs and small number of students is a great factor fel mawdoo3, bezzat that i like the drs, they are really good masha2Allah and ready to do anything for us. // except for one: DR. S. S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) there are ppl who were forced to join the department and can never adapt, it's like hell for them... in the other hand, i can adapt, i do.... so i thought of giving other ppl a chance, i can't be greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i dont want my career to be "DEVELOPER" and only developer... i have other dreams, and i believe that joining CSys gives me more options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) there is a probability that i'll be a T.A if i join CSys. of course our college is not "amalaa" to be a T.A feeha, but this will be a very good advantage in my CV if i will change my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, what do i think about CS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i Love programming, i love the .NET framework... it's like a nightmare that i will not do programming in CSys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i want that i'll gain much skills in CS, learn more stuff and so.... keda keda i will work in this career even for a short while b4 i change it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) subjects are familiar, we already know smth about every thing, so it wont be that bad as CSys... but i hate to "STUDY" science for science... i prefer it as general knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) All most all the students in CS are really good, the atmosphere will be challenging and encouraging to work and so... un like CSys... 3/4 of the students are not even "pass".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) there is a T.A who will give one of the courses, and i do HATE that man, i donno how can i ever attend any of his sections.... aslo nazel fe kolloo :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) i dont need to go in depth awy in CS due to the view that i have for my career - i mean changing it w keda-, so, why to bother in CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm really confused, and donno what to do. Feeling that i'm in a moral situation and i have to let go CS for others makes my brain unable to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended lectures in both and yet i cant decide. in CS i feel that there is smth in me refusing to hear the lecturer although i may understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and smth in me makes me listen so carefully in CSys although i really dont get some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya rabbb, "rabby 5ir le wa5tarly".. "Allahumma dabberly fa2enny la o7seno attadbeer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry guys for this desperate post, but do u have any suggestions??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4393361212713373015?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4393361212713373015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4393361212713373015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4393361212713373015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4393361212713373015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/advise-me-i-cant-advise-myself.html' title='advise me, i CAN&apos;T advise myself'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-7197912431461450602</id><published>2007-09-09T11:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:16:52.051+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>Every thing (and / v.s) Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assalamu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alikom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is a relationship between Every thing and Nothing, How do u think it could be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; tell u what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing is "EVERY thing", gives Nothing any thing it wants; Because ,poor Nothing, is "NOTHING", cant do anything to himself, has no control on anything and lacks every thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, "Nothing" has no options but asking "Every thing" for anything he wants, well, because every thing is "Every thing", he gives and never stops, and no matter how much "Every thing" gives "Nothing", "Every thing" is never the less, and "Nothing" is never anything else but NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does "Nothing" makes that better, how could he change that fact of being "Nothing" ???.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is simply he can never EVER change that fact, specially that "Every thing" it there and already EVERY THING. and "Nothing" has to understand that fact and ever think that he could be "Something" by any how... because there no such a creature called "Something", and it is against "No thing's" nature to just convert to be "Something", it's not even Logic!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something that "Nothing" can do, which is, instead of being something, is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Doing&lt;/span&gt; something, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; any effect in anything...no one remembers any "NOTHING", but they will remember him if that "Nothing" &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Left&lt;/span&gt; "Something" in this world, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; "Something" in other "No thing's" life... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Made&lt;/span&gt; "something" that pleased "EVERY thing" and "Everything" rewarded him in return... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;, and u can imagine how "EVERY thing" rewards!!!!! no matter how small the Reward is, it is still HUGE relative to "Nothing" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Noticed that All the words in green are verbs, i.e. ACTIONS ??!!!!!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Don't u see it silly and insane if "Nothing" comes and challenges "EVERY THING"!!, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;, that's really insane... "Nothing " forgot who he is, and thought that DOING "something" made him every thing.... but the fact is : No.... Nothing was born Nothing and will die Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, For All the "Nothings" that are reading this now.... remember this fact, and focus on leaving "Something" that pleases "EVERY thing"... and never hesitate of asking "Every thing" for anything, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; no matter how much "Every thing" gives, it will never change the fact of him being "EVERY thing" and "Nothing" being actually NOTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is that "Every things" LOVES "Nothing" although his mean being...... this may sound really strange, i mean, why would "EVERY thing" love "Nothing"!!!.... but this is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;No thing's&lt;/span&gt;" luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also wanted to say that as "EVERY thing" can give anything... it can also TAKE anything....so "Nothing" Really needs to RECONSIDER .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Salaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-7197912431461450602?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/7197912431461450602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=7197912431461450602' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7197912431461450602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/7197912431461450602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/every-thing-and-vs-nothing.html' title='Every thing (and / v.s) Nothing'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1701027442262762499</id><published>2007-09-08T19:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:16:14.144+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Mhanna's Meeting</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we met Hussein Mhanna, he is an FCISian, 2003 class, and the second president of the ACM-ASCIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This meeting is one of the best meetings that i've ever attended. He spoke to us as the new ACM steering committee, telling us advices and so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the ideas that he spoke about so much, loved especially the idea of having mentors in our college, that was something really. i actually discovered that my problem in my college that i needed a mentor, an advisor. i think this idea will make a huge difference in the college .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved also the idea of providing students with computers if they dont have, i believe that so much ppl will need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spoke about leaders too, and he said that we are already ! making us feel the responsibility of what we are going through....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt "al7amdulillaaah", al7amdulillah that i have this chance to be in the ACM steering committee, bezzat this committee, i cant tell u how did i join it in the first place .... i wasnt an ACMer aslan, i dont have membership card -till now :P- , and all of a sudden I'm a member in the steering committee !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the things kaman that made me feel so much great is that i was already thinking of most of wat he spoke about, and actually started to implement some.... i felt exactly as Dr. Omar karam said "I'm in the middle of the way!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillah, i hope Allah helps Us - the new steering committee-, as we have plenty of plans and plenty of intentions too... we are indeed a great team :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al7amdulillah, Thank u ya rabby for this, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;وكان فضل الله عليك عظيما&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam ba2a :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1701027442262762499?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1701027442262762499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1701027442262762499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1701027442262762499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1701027442262762499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/mhannas-meeting.html' title='Mhanna&apos;s Meeting'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3290854966756207081</id><published>2007-09-07T18:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:48:43.410+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You bgd (F)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i feel these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; words for two of my friends : My kitty and my little apricot :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;and i mean every word and feel it to them.... i wish All of u have friends that can do such an effect in ur lives :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For all the truth that you made me see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For all the wrong that you made right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For every dream you made come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For all the love I found in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You're the one who held me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Never let me fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed I'm everything I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Because you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You said no star was out of reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I had your love I had it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maybe I don't know that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But I know this much is true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The tender wind that carried me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You've been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am Because you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3290854966756207081?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3290854966756207081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3290854966756207081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3290854966756207081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3290854966756207081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you-bgd-f.html' title='Thank You bgd (F)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-1398260613724388306</id><published>2007-08-30T19:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:18:39.572+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>ســـــــلام و أنا</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;امبارح رحت صليت المغرب في مسجد كان بقالي أكتر من 6 سنيــن ماصليتش هناك... كان فيه أطفال كتير أوي و ستات كمان بيحفظوا و يسمعوا قرآن قبل الصلاة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بعد الصلاة, وأنا خارجة خلاص من المسجد شوفت بنت و شبهت عليها, قلت ياترى هيه دي"سلام" اللي كانت معايا في أولى اعدادي و لا لأ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طبعا أنا ذاكرتي مش حديدية, ولا هي شكلها زي ماهوه من أولى اعدادي طبعا ... اللي خللاني أشبه عليها , الحركة اللا إرادية اللي بتعملها براسها و ايديها... أيوة ماهي سلام ماكانتش طبيعية جسديا..غير حركة راسها و ايديها الملفتة و الغير طبيعية( ربنا يعافيكو يا رب) عندها صعوبة في النطق و الكلام, و كمان عندها مشكلة في عنيها ,ماتلاقيش عينيها الاتنين بيبصوا مع بعض, ده غير ان فهمها بطيء....ربنا يعفوعنها و يعافيها يارب&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;المهم.. أنا قلت أكيد هيه يعني , صعب تكون حد تاني.. قلت أروح أسألها و لو طلعت مش هيه يبقى خلاص.. و كان الكلام كالآتي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أنا : سلام ؟؟ إنتي سلام ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;سلام -بصوتها المتقطع- : أيوة&lt;br /&gt;أنا : انا نهى كنت معاكي في المدرسة زمان, فكراني ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;سلام : آآآه, نهى, فاكراكي , إزيك ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;أنا : الحمد لله بخير, انت جايه المسجد ليه؟؟؟؟&lt;br /&gt;سلام : أنا حفظت العشر و براجعهم دلوقتي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أنا تنحت !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! طبعا قلتلها ماشاء الله عليكي و خلصت معاها و سلمت عليها ومشيـــت&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بس كنت برضو متنحة!!... ســـــــــــــــــــــلام !!! دي كانت بالعافية بتقرأ في المدرسة, و العيال مش بيحبوها عشان استيعابها بطـــــــــيء جدا.... يا سبحان الله حفظت عشر أجزاء و بتراجعهم!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طبعا أنا مش بحقر من شأنها أبدا... بس عارفين إيه اللي وجعني أوي أوي ....أنا ما شفتهاش من أولى اعدادي.. لما حسبتها لاقيتها حوالي من عشر سنيـــــن&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;عشر سنيـــن,أنا حفظت فيهم قد إيه !!!!!!! يالهوي ده أنا مش فاكرة !!!! و اللي حفظته نسيته!!! يا لهوي عشر سنيـــن ضاعوا كده من عمري من غير ما حتى أحس بيهم !!! ده أنا سليمة الحمد لله, ماليش حجة... و سلام اللي بالعافية بتقرأ حفظت عشر أجزاء!!!! ده أنا كان زماني ختمت المصحف..لو كان الموقف ده حصل يوم القيامة وأنا بتحاسب كنت هعمل إيه و لا أروح من ربنا فيــــن, كنت هرد أقول إيه ولا أقول عذر إيه !!!!!! ولا حاجة خالص..... كنت هروح من ربنا فيـــــــــن....دي كارثة بكل المقاييس&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ده الواحد بيضيع عمره و هو مش داري و فاكر نفسه ما شاء الله&lt;br /&gt;"الذين ضل سعيهم في الحياة الدنيا وهم يحسبون أنهم يحسنون صنعا"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;علي قد ما اتوجعت من نفسي, على قد ما حمدت ربنا إنه بعتلي حد يفوقني, و كمان قبل رمضان على طول.... الحمد لله رب العالمين&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا رب تكون الرسالة وصلت, ويكون رمضان ده بداية توبة و بداية مشوار ختم القرآن "حفظا" ربنا يجعلنا و إياكم من أهل القرآن&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-1398260613724388306?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/1398260613724388306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=1398260613724388306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1398260613724388306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/1398260613724388306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='ســـــــلام و أنا'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4975978698529289809</id><published>2007-08-08T01:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:18:59.412+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>It's That Close</title><content type='html'>what is it!!, it's death...death is That close, yet we dont think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may die any second, by any how, while doing anything...yet we dont think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ignore so many things, make things pass as if nthn had happened, assume things are that simple and they are not, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;وتحسبونه هينا وهو عند الله عظيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dont remember the day of judgment, we just hit our light houses and never want to change our directions, we act as if we are the ones who have the lead of our lives, But Guess What...WE DONT HAVE ANY THING!, we Will die any second.....death is that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wat!!!!!! when we die we will regret every second , and every moment in our lives...ppl then wish if they didnt just do popular things that are not right, and left right things that were not popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys , death is that close!....are we ready for it!!.....talking about my self, i'm sorry to say that i'm not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ana mesh 3arfaaa, harooo7 mn rabbena feeen!!, haroo7 mn rabbena feeen , w harodd 2a2ollo aaaa.... &lt;a name="searched"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;وَوَقَعَ الْقَوْلُ عَلَيْهِم بِمَا ظَلَمُوا فَهُمْ لا يَنطِقُونَ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;... oh Allah, dont let us be of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ربنا ظلمنا انفسنا وان لم تغفر لنا وترحمنا لنكونن من الخاسرين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to reconsider, our lives, our feelings, our priorities, those whom we love, things that we do, words that we say, every thing, every thing.... are we gonna be glad when thay stand between us and our lord...or we will regret.....just regret, when there is no time for regression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of Allah, and all the mercy that he has, Allah forgives us, i'm sure about that, Allah loves us...&lt;br /&gt;Allahuma ij3alna memman ystame3oona alqawla fayattabe3oona a7sanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet u in ur do3aa2, enny o7ebbokom fellah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4975978698529289809?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4975978698529289809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4975978698529289809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4975978698529289809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4975978698529289809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color:#000099;"&gt;Habit Two says&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;St&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;art with the end in Mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;", you have to know how do u want it to end, and work for it. Mission statement is about ur goal, vision, dream, desires, wat u want to achieve in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;u have to set it to plan ur life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.franklincovey.com/missionbuilder/flash/missionIntro.html?c=MissionStmntC"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is a mission builder by Franklin Covey. More than Perfect. i'm speachless bgd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;all wat i can say is, Check that link...What r u waiting 4 !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P.S :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I LOVE "Covey"s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;salaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3384430929149344168?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3384430929149344168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3384430929149344168' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3384430929149344168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3384430929149344168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-mission-statment.html' title='Your Mission Statment'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-42454846079568750</id><published>2007-07-25T16:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T19:26:42.341+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Seek First to Understand, Then to be Understood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assalamu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alikom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday in the seven habits course that i take, the lecturer was talking about the fifth habit, "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Seek First to Understand, Then to be Understood&lt;/span&gt;". and he said a fact that really made me amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A person's emotional need to be understood is equal to his physical need to BREATHE !!!!!......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; know that !!, when he was saying that sentence i thought he'll say "..... their need to eat !!!".. but Air !!!!, wow, that's Huge!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being understood is an ESSENTIAL need!, that's y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; just keep talking and talking, they just want to feel understood...but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; happens that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; listen to each other, every one interrupts the other, and the problem occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding that being understood is an essential need for human beings makes u think "who will satisfy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; need". now u wont be talking to any one w 5alas, u'll be seeking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; who will really understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also being aware of that fact, makes u listen and listen and not interrupt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; they need it as much as they need the air they breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pick those u will listen to, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; u cant just listen to every and any one...also pick those who will listen to u, not every body deserves to understand u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yalla&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;salaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-42454846079568750?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/42454846079568750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=42454846079568750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/42454846079568750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/42454846079568750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/07/seek-first-to-understand-then-to-be.html' title='Seek First to Understand, Then to be Understood'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-3306797530747057047</id><published>2007-07-22T22:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:54:20.515+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow ur Heart</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an idea for somthing. something that i believed in it so much, had intentions behind it &amp; believed that i'll be making a difference and help ppl to make them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed isti5ara for this thing several times, and i was amazed with the out comes, i felt that there was a HUGE tayseer and that Allah is really supporting me and guiding me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went to discuss that with someone , and here is wat happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other ppl interfered and we were not even talking about wat i WANT to do, we went thought an ENTIRELY different conversation.. and OH MY GOD !! they made me see the world dark and gloomy, convinced me that no way to do it, and if i want to change and make a difference i have to do this and this and that, asif i'm the president or something!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ended up like :"it's is a dream, NOWAY to do it".... or maybe sounded like :"well, u can do X Y Z", although i wanted to do A B C :S :S :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really paining, not that i discovered that i wont do it, but the feeling that :"i was praying isti5ara, every thing was just more than perfect, Allah was making things easy, oh Allah, did i understand ur msg wrong, could it be!!! i thought it was quite clear, and i was happy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sad that i felt that i misunderstood, was happy for nthn actually, i donno how can i describe how i felt, i hope u understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met some one in power by chance, and told him my idea just for no reason, then wat !!!!! he said that i should stick to it, and he will help me, and that he'll get me sponsorship from a very well known organisation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things went bright again, i felt Al7amdulillaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, i didnt get it wrong, Allah wants me to do it, that was really "tayseer", i would never EVER dream of such a thing, Allah supports me, Allah is with me. Lucky i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should follow my heart and do wat pleases and satisfies me, and believe in wat i want, every story of success was just a dream, who knows, maybe when i die i'll be proud, and i really want that! .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to keep on &amp;amp; do it no matter wat!!. anyway i'm not seeking grades, i dont fear failure, i just want to do my best, and Allah will do the rest, i shouldnt give up, i should follow my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ان اريد الا الاصلاح ما استطعت وما توفيقي الا بالله عليه توكلت واليه انيب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i remembered "اعملوا آل داوود شكرا"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK U Allah, i LOVE sooo much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me guys :) .... meet u in ur do3aaa2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-3306797530747057047?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/3306797530747057047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=3306797530747057047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3306797530747057047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/3306797530747057047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/07/assalamu-3alikom-i-had-idea-for.html' title='Follow ur Heart'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-637422283945954538</id><published>2007-07-21T00:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:15:12.207+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Academic skills center</title><content type='html'>i was googling online one day &amp;amp; found &lt;a href="http://www.dartmouth.edu/~acskills/videos/index.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; link, one of the best web pages that i ever saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it contains online videos talking about differnet skills such as Time Management, Notetaking, Stress Management,Reading Improvement and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish u like it too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-637422283945954538?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/637422283945954538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=637422283945954538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/637422283945954538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/637422283945954538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/07/academic-skills-center.html' title='Academic skills center'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-8090472826890380587</id><published>2007-07-01T01:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T06:24:13.317+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my view'/><title type='text'>و أهلها مصلحون</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;السلام عليكم &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;كثيرا ما كان ينتابني شعور بالإحباط أو الاستسلام أو أيا ما كان مسماه عندما أشرع في شيء أرى أن له هدفا ساميا ولا أجد دعما من أحد, بل على العكس تماما, هناك من الناس من لا شغل له إلا "إيقاف المراكب السايرة" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;كثيرا ما أسمع :"انتي فاكرة نفسك هتعملي ثورة 23"و "إيه الفايده" و "و مالهاش لازمة" و "انتي فاكرة نفسك هتغيري الدنيا"و "خلاص مفيش أمل" و غيره من المحبطات التي لا تجعلني أعود إلى أرض الواقع, بل و أرتطم بها!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ولكني أرى أنه من واجبي تحسين الوضع الذي نحن فيه, ولو بأيسر اليسير و على قدر استطاعتي و بما وهبني الله رب العزة من قدرات, لأن هذا الوضع غير مقبول على الإطلاق و لأن الله جل في علاه يقول:"إن الله لا يغير ما بقوم حتى يغيروا ما بأنفسهم"... و علي على الأقل أن أحاول و أبدأ و ما توفيقي إلا بالله...و دع أذاهم و توكل على الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و أعود و أرى أني أحلم و احلم, و أستيقظ على ما قلته في البدء, و اعود و أحبط&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و لكني اليوم سمعت آية في كتاب الله العزيز, كأني أسمعها لأول مرة و يا سبحان الله, كان وقعها علي كأعجب ما يكون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و ما كان الله مهلك القرى بظلم و أهلها مصلحون&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ياااااااااااااااااااااااه..... شوية فصحى كمان!! .. "مصلحون" اسم فاعل , تدل على التجدد و الاستمرار و المتابعة...يعني يمكن أن نفسرها :"و أهلها يصلحون"...لغويا تعطي هذا المعنى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ياااااااه , أيضا "أهلها" ليس سادتها!!!!!.... الشعب , أنا و انت و هي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;يا الله, يعني لن نهلك ما دمنا نسعى في إصلاح أمتنا, وصف الله ذلك بالظلم!!!! ياما أنت كريــــــــــــــم يا رب&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الآن أشعر بتحسن بالغ و لدي نية جديدة, و كلما شعرت بيأس سأتذكر بإذن الله هذه الأية, عسى أن نكون سببا في حفظ هذه الأمة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الحمد لله الذي هدانا لهذا وما كنا لنهتدي لولا أن هدانا الله ...اللهم لك الحمد حتى ترضى و لك الحمد إذا رضيت و لك الحمد بعد الرضا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;و السلام عليكم و رحمة الله و بركاته&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-8090472826890380587?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/8090472826890380587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=8090472826890380587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8090472826890380587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/8090472826890380587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='و أهلها مصلحون'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-847814603281584716</id><published>2007-06-26T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:07:55.386+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Changed in Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some times i contemplate my self, my personality &amp; how it changed through years i've lived... i found out that ppl around me had the greatest affect in my personality, i can say that All the turning points in my personality where due to sm1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it were things that they said or did that made me reconsider my life, or change my attitude towards my self &amp;amp; to actually get to know ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To All of those ppl i say thank u for that role that u played in my life, u tought me, made me change (even if slightly) to the better without u even notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno if listing those ppl would be a good idea, but i'm listing them anyway! ( past to recent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mrs. Safaa&lt;/span&gt;, arabic teacher-my primary school ...made me feel that i'm really smthin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mrs.Ra3'da&lt;/span&gt;, math teacher -primary school, made me realize that ... i'll keep this for my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mrs. Refqa&lt;/span&gt;, religion teacher-primary school, made me realize that i'm different &amp; gave me trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sh. ahmad al kobaisy&lt;/span&gt;...he is one of the most ppl i love on this planet, al7amdulillah, he is the one who tought me what does it mean to "Read" Quran, understand it, think of it, &amp;amp; Love Allah.what it means to be a muslim, i owe this man soo much, i do Love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My cousin Soha&lt;/span&gt;, she just said "Noha, i envy u , ppl Love u!!"... for me, that was a SHOCK!!!, Look who is talking!! , this was the first real turning point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mr. Khalid el 3awwam&lt;/span&gt;, ooooh, wat can i say, this man used to make me feel like an angle, he treated me asif i'm the best one in the whole universe!, i can never forget his face when praying for me. He also tought me sooo much things concerning my religion, i owe him much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sh. Mabrouk 3ateyya&lt;/span&gt;, he made me see things in a different way, apply Islam in my life by Feeling it &amp; Living it, &amp;amp; that we have hearts that should be tender &amp; soft All the way, we have manners that should stay the best All they way, i do Love him... i miss him too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mrs. zainab&lt;/span&gt;, tought me to wait to see the wisdom beyond things that happen, Always seek Allah's satisfaction, &amp;amp; when i run to sm1 for a problem, just search for those who will remind me of Allah...she changed my view 2wards "el rizq", made me understand that things r not as we see, they r much more complicated that we'll never understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dina&lt;/span&gt;, my dear friend, i knew what does it mean to have someone that makes u feel relaxed no matter how annoyed u r, made me realize that friendship doesnt mean to "stick" to ur friends &amp; call them daily... tought me to be -somewhat- realistic ( but i'm not yet, i think this will take time)....&amp;amp; so many many things that i really cant count, i just wish we stay 2gether 4ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Ihab&lt;/span&gt;, i feel soo much grateful for that person, although he wont even notice that he really affected me, this man -implicitly- gave me hope, tought me to love wat i study, made me have a reason in our "FCIS", i loved the college because of that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Heba 3saam,&lt;/span&gt; wat can i say!!!, i knew that life is not that silly as it seems to be, i knew wat it means to be deeply hurt &amp; suffering yet smiling to make ppl happy, i realized that i'm not the strange one with the values i have, i understood what it means to feel for ppl, do what u believe is right regardless anything else...to Always look at the blessing &amp;amp; not to be down into myself....i think i should stop, cz this wont end if i kept on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Waleed Galaaal&lt;/span&gt;, this was the second Biggest turning point in my life, he made me discover my self, belive in me, look deep down to know, &amp; tought me that every thing in Islam makes the person Really a better person, from All aspects ....&amp;amp; most of All, never give up to change a bad situation. this resulted: TU, TMD, TU2, Cross Roads, and many other events that i did (will do) in clg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nosayba&lt;/span&gt;, i can never ever discribe how great this person is, she always gives me the power to keep on, tells me things that no one would ever say, makes me see things that i would never see, makes me feel better &amp; better when i talk to her, reminds me of Allah &amp;amp; of muslim's manners,... i just cant talk about her like this, cz she has a continouse effect on me that i never want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Roaa&lt;/span&gt;, mmmmm, Roaa tought me how to Really Believe in what i belive in...that thoughts dont just cross our minds and pass, we shloud stick to them &amp; turn them into deeds &amp;amp; objectives....she tought me what it means to dedicate myself to others, &amp; never think of any thing in return. Roaa is in deed one of the ppl who made me change my attitude in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Reda Maged&lt;/span&gt;, i Almost Never spoke to him, i dont know him aslan! but i learnt from him so much, i really did, somehow i developed my self, discovered some areas in me that i never tried to discover, mostly related to our study, i also found some interests that i wouldnt even notice that i'm interseted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Omar Karam&lt;/span&gt;, the Third turning point...he just said, replying on me when i asked him for an advice:"wat do u want me to tell u!!,honestly wat do u want me to tell u...hey, u r in the middle of the way...u went out the box, u saw things out of the box , u can think out of the box, leave advices for those who r still in the Box!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr.Ahmad Safwat&lt;/span&gt;, putting aside every thing, now i have a new vision, i love wat i do, i realised things differently, i understood that i should have decisions loooong time ago, i knew that things r just simple but i had to try..... i have hope, i'm thinking positively, i have a goal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alaa Shaker&lt;/span&gt;, i saw what it means to be good &amp;amp; KNOW that u r good...trust ur self &amp; ur abilities, think widely &amp;amp; know wat u can do &amp; wat u cant do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Abdelra7man 3esam&lt;/span&gt;, i learnt from him how to be missy in an organised way, to learn from ppl who are arround u &amp;amp; never think that i'm late.... to belive that i can follow...to love wat i do....i also found out that i'm interseted in the Body Language thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dr. Mahmoud Hosam&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;he Reminded me to love my pen &amp; paper, to love my book, have with them this relationship of belonging &amp;amp; friendship, also to be effictive, study hard, &amp; to be a good model &amp;amp; to Always remember that "actions speek louder than words". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of that list comes My father, he cant be just added to the list, i think he needs a post only for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the ppl who made me reconsider, i listed them in an ascending order of their apperence in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them Dont even realize wat they did, as i mentioned b4...well, i like that! i dont want them to know anyway, but i just want to say that i really appreciate All of them &amp; wish that ALLAH Bless them &amp;amp;amp; make them lead a happy life &amp;amp; make their wish come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tu All of u ...Jazakom Allahu 3anny 5ayral jazaa2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;salaaaaaaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-847814603281584716?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/847814603281584716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=847814603281584716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/847814603281584716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/847814603281584716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/07/assalamu-3alikom-some-times-i.html' title='Changed in Me...'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-4855316444098273189</id><published>2007-06-17T01:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:12:46.061+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><title type='text'>Thankful I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assalamu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alikom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really thankful, to the one i love the best , to Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yaaaaaaaaaah&lt;/span&gt;, how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; to feel that ALLAH listens to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; prayers &amp; makes them come true, not exactly by the way u asked, but by the best way that can ever happen to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; grateful to Allah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; he made me feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt;, he "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;shara&lt;/span&gt;7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sadry&lt;/span&gt;" as we say in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;arabic&lt;/span&gt;, i could never imagine that things will turn that good &amp;amp; that fast too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i just understood that Allah waits till u run to him, asking him &amp; ONLY him, to help u &amp;amp; tell him exactly how u feel &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; u want, then Allah with his unmeasurable mercy will put every thing in it's right place, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; MUCH better than u asked &amp;amp; with ALL satisfaction that u may ever feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Allah, i DO LOVE U, thank u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt; for being my GOD, &amp; being my ONLY god..The One &amp;amp; Only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&amp; thank u for not letting me just follow myself, thank u for not letting me think of any1 but u, thank u for getting me back to u whenever i start walking away, thank u for letting me feel that it is All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bcz&lt;/span&gt; of u, &amp;amp; thank u for teaching me to thank u &amp;amp; thank u for letting me realize this blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Al7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;amdulillahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;rabbel&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alameeen&lt;/span&gt;, 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;amdan&lt;/span&gt; b-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;yaqeeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-4855316444098273189?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/4855316444098273189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=4855316444098273189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4855316444098273189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/4855316444098273189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/06/thankfull-i-am.html' title='Thankful I Am'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-646081303870750770</id><published>2007-06-14T16:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:17:39.103+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muhammad (pbuh)'/><title type='text'>Our Prophet (pbuh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;assalamu 3alikom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;well, i donno where to start from, i just want to talk about our prophet Muhammad (PBUH).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;al7amdulillah i noticed that we have that inner belief of Allah sob7anahu wata3alaa, satisfaction with all that Allah choose for us, we Love Allah &amp;amp; fear him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But i rarely hear ppl talking about Muhammad (pbuh), except when saying that he (pbuh) said this hadeeth or that....but , do we REALLY kno him, do we REALLY love him , him as OUR prophet, our role model, the best man ever on this earth, the one that taught us every single detail in life, the one who had suffered so much to show us the way, the one who used to cry deeply out of worrying about us, the one who cares so much that we enter the paradise, the one who had the Biggest heart ever, the kindest soul ever...the one who wants us to be the best and the one who loves us without even knowing us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ya rasoola Allah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;we are guilty, bgd, we just dont appreciate, our hearts are not as tender as he (pbuh) wanted them to be, we are not as grateful as we should, we dont even learn from him they way we should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I deeply pray that i get to kno prophet Muhammad more and more, learn more and more, follow his steps, and to love him the Best.........Love him the Best!!! --salla allahu 3alihi wasallam--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;welling not to let him down in the judgment day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Allahumma istajeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;u too pray for me to join him in Paradise. me , u and all the Muslims isAllah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Love u Allah, Love u ya rasoola Allah (PBUY).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;meet u in ur do3aa2,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;salaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-646081303870750770?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/646081303870750770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=646081303870750770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/646081303870750770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/646081303870750770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-prophet-pbuh.html' title='Our Prophet (pbuh)'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-5046969682153106093</id><published>2007-06-11T13:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:12:22.800+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><title type='text'>My Story with Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assalamu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alikom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My story with Allah, this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bgd&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i do LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;allah&lt;/span&gt;, i always think that i really want to satisfy him in every action i do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;smtimes&lt;/span&gt; i do things that i REALLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to do only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; i know that Allah will be pleased or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bcz&lt;/span&gt; Allah commanded us to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sometimes i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; do things that i REALLY want to do, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; i know that Allah wont be satisfied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i sometimes imagine my self standing in front of Allah, in the day of judgment, and he asks me why did i do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;smthing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;masalan&lt;/span&gt;, oh my GOD!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; am i supposed to say now! , i should have a reason, or i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; do it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;aslaan&lt;/span&gt;...that's y i care to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; makes Allah pleased...i really want to stand proudly in front of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&amp; because i Love him, i want him to Love me too, i cant imagine my self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;yoom&lt;/span&gt; 2l &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;eayama&lt;/span&gt; "the day of judgment" and Allah is angry at me or not satisfied, or that the prophet Muhammad (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pbuh&lt;/span&gt;) feeling ashamed that i belong to his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;omma&lt;/span&gt;, or even called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;muslim&lt;/span&gt;"...i really want my judgment to be the happiest thing that ever happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Now my problem is, that in some situations i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; will satisfies Allah, ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;rabby&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;elly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;yerdeek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; a3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;melo&lt;/span&gt;, i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kno&lt;/span&gt;....in these situations i start feeling sad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; my biggest wish that i know that it wont happen in this life becomes urgent, i feel that i just want it to come true ASAP, my wish is that i talk to Allah &amp;amp; he answers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;baaaaaaaack&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;kno&lt;/span&gt; that this wont happen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;fel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;donia&lt;/span&gt;, only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;fel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ganna&lt;/span&gt;, that's is one of the reasons y i really want to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;fel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ganna&lt;/span&gt;...i also wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; much to stay with prophet Muhammad (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;PBUH&lt;/span&gt;) an talk to him &amp; tell him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much things &amp;amp; learn from him &amp; listen to him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;salla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Allahu&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;alihi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;wasallaaam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;rabb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;erda&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;anny&lt;/span&gt; w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;55&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;alny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;ganna&lt;/span&gt;, this is my goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;P.S.: when i wrote the title "my story with Allah", i had a very different content in mind, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; y i went to another point &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; stop my self of writing...so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;isAllah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; post "My story with Allah" soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;thnx&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;salaaaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-5046969682153106093?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/5046969682153106093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=5046969682153106093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5046969682153106093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/5046969682153106093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-story-with-allah.html' title='My Story with Allah'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8022110602421300324.post-2065949293686688951</id><published>2007-06-11T11:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:28:30.129+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>assalamu 3aikom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how r u guys, hope things r going just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not actually my first post, i actually had a previous blog but i wasnt that satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Here, in this blog, i would like to share my thoughts, my feelings, my ups &amp; downs, my experience in life, my attitude &amp;amp; my beliefes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u enjoy my blog, as i really wish it to be useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ur time,&lt;br /&gt;salaaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8022110602421300324-2065949293686688951?l=noha-farag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/feeds/2065949293686688951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8022110602421300324&amp;postID=2065949293686688951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2065949293686688951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8022110602421300324/posts/default/2065949293686688951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noha-farag.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Noha Farag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14008517625422642198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
