<?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-5436665</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:00:03.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By Rabs</title><subtitle type='html'>my thoughts and ramblings....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105586408755074416</id><published>2003-06-17T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T12:02:29.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  TWO KINDS OF MUSLIM PROMS ( A SEMI RANT) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit late writing up on this story, but I ignored it when I heard about it over the weekend and then I got another email.  This is a semi-sensitive issue for me - one that i get a little riled up about.  So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2003/EDUCATION/06/12/arabs.prom.ap/index.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; in CNN on June 12 talks about Muslim students in Dearborn, Michigan enjoying prom night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The prom at Fordson High, where the enrollment of about 2,300 is 95 percent Arab, underscores key dilemmas confronting Arab-American youth -- balancing assimilation and acceptance, and being American without being too Americanized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like other immigrants, Arab-Americans wrestle daily with holding on to some elements of tradition while adopting or blending in with the culture of their new home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the post-September 11 United States, they face pressure both from Americans who may expect them to conform and from fellow Arabs who encourage them not to abandon their culture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a problem with that.  I know what it is like to grow up a teenager in this country and experience the internal struggle between your Islamic values and your American identity.  In this society, where the educational system, and every other system, works against our Islamic values, everyone has to make their decision about the lifestyle they will follow at their own pace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fatimah Ajami, 17, unaware she's caught Makkad's eye, continues dancing with her friend, Zeina Nasser. Ajami's modest silvery-cream dress and matching hijab are in stark contrast to Nasser's strapless blue gown and the glitter sprinkled delicately at the corner of her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I pray, I'm a good student, I do everything I need to do," says Ajami, who is also Lebanese. "My parents trust me, and they know I know what I can and can't do. That's why they let me come tonight." "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  This I have a problem with.  This I have a really big problem with.  I really don't care about who goes and does what where they want to.  I know that's not the best Islamic advice but its really your own decision.  However, I do believe that women/girls who wear hijab shouldn't be dancing the night away at a prom night.  Hijab is not just a head covering.  It's a whole demeanor; it's a whole way of life.  It's really nice that you cover your head, but if you can't live up to the behavior that goes along with it, then why bother?  I don't want to go on about the hikmah behind hijab, but one thing agreed is that it is about modesty.  How modest is it to be dancing the night away in front of guys?  I don't know about this definition of modesty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was hijab such a difficult decision for me?  Not because I have a problem with how it makes me look.  I realized that it would require a lot of changes.  Things that were considered ok when I didn't do it would not work.  I was not going to be a hypocrite hijabi.  And it was a tough decision, but in the end what won out was what was more important to me?  What Allah expected of me or fun and games?  Real friends respect your decisions regardless of how it affects them.  I would say I lost touch with some  was close too, mainly because we had different priorities, but its a decision that I've never regretted, and that I'm very proud of.  The actual hijab was the last part of it.  Just a superficial covering that represents a whole way of being, but without that behavior, it is just a piece of cloth, a superficial covering.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people will disagree with me and say that at least they are doing something, but I just don't agree.  You represent a certain lifestyle now.  You wear it, you live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I don't have a issue with hijabis having fun and partying.  That's a whole different issue.  I'm all for it.  Just don't do it in front of non-mahrams, and let me know where the party's at!  I like &lt;a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/abstract.html?res=F60717FE395D0C7A8CDDAF0894DB404482"&gt;something like this&lt;/a&gt; much better, which was reported in the June 9th edition of the New York Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Muslim high school girls in San Francisco Bay area of Calif hold all-girl Muslim prom; they are embracing American prom culture of high heels, mascara and adrenaline while being true to Muslim identity; about two dozen girls attend, dressed in silken gowns; popular music is played until sun goes down, when music stops temporarily, full-length robes are donned over gowns, and girls face toward Mecca to pray; then party resumes; Fatima Haque, organizer of prom, says farewell-to-high school celebration involved cooking, shopping and decorating rented prom room; Haque and her Muslim girlfriends dwell in world of exquisite subtlety in which modesty is underlying principle; she is among growing number of young Muslim women who have adopted hijab, head covering their mothers rejected; photos (M) The trappings of a typical high school prom were all there: the strobe lights, the garlands, the crepe pineapple centerpieces and even a tiara for the queen. In fact, Fatima Haque's prom tonight had practically everything one might expect on one of a teenage girl's most important nights. Except boys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what striking a balance between prom night and Islamic values would be.  Go girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105586408755074416?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105586408755074416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105586408755074416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105586408755074416' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105578466935055027</id><published>2003-06-16T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T13:31:09.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SUMMER PLANS : FAMILY FAMILY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are here masha'allah!! yay!!! We all went to pick them up at the airport yesterday.  The flight came in at quarter to four.  They came out at quarter to seven.  I was getting really worried thinking maybe INS is taking time, or maybe something happened with the luggage.  But no it was not that at all.  There must have been a thousand people in their line.  About 4 or 5 flights came in together..literally five or so minutes apart from each other......and thus the wait...anyway, i love having my mom in the same country, and I can call her any second without spending an arm and a leg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In laws are coming next week insh'allah from Islamabad for about 2 months or so..and sister in laws will probably come for  month or so to see their parents...its gonna be a full house.........attempting to look forward to it all :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro's nikah preps are in full gear masha'allah now that my parents are here..who did most of the preps anyway....but still...I"m excited...getting a bhabi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it's gonna be a hectic summer.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105578466935055027?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105578466935055027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105578466935055027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105578466935055027' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105578419035148425</id><published>2003-06-16T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T13:23:32.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BLOGGER LAZY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what can I say...I've been a little lazy...I think I'm reaching that point....the low attention span thing..the point of boredom, if u want to call it that...but I think if i get thru this, I'll make it.  Its like running up a steep hill - if you can be patient and somehow make it to the top, the rest of it is easy....that's what i feel...so i'll attempt to gain some momentum again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105578419035148425?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105578419035148425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105578419035148425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105578419035148425' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105540890510405238</id><published>2003-06-12T05:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T05:08:25.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BALTAZAR AND GOUMBA JOHNNY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't why I'm thinking of the KTU morning show, but these days while we drive into the city, we have the radio on, and wait for the BaltBusters to come on.  This is one of the dj's name for his trademark prank phone call which people have him do.   Some of them are sooo hilarious.   Anyway, I went to their website and they have some in the archives. &lt;a href="http://www.ktu.com/morning/baltbuster.html"&gt;Go listen.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105540890510405238?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105540890510405238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105540890510405238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105540890510405238' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105538303512871519</id><published>2003-06-11T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T21:57:15.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http://huaren.org/diaspora/asia/india/0593-01.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TANGRA MASALA AND CHINESE IN INDIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on our way back from work we stopped by Tangra Masala.  It's an Indian style chinese restaurant in Queens and its excellent.  I've tried a lot of halal chinese places but they are all like chinese chinese.  This is one is desi-style suit indian/pakistani tastes just like back home (almost).  They have excellent Chicken Hot and Sour Soup, Lollipop Chicken, and their specialties of Tangra Masala chicken, shrimp, beef etc, and much much more. Anyone who is in the New York area should definitely come and try this.  You'll love it. (ok enought with the free advertising!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant is run by third generation Chinese immigrants to India, and they can speak HINDI!!! I know its really not that big a deal if you've been to Pakistan, where all the Chinese speak Urdu, but it really surprises me every time.  Along with Hindi, they speak Bengali (they are from Calcutta), and some Chinese languages as well.  I google searched the Chinese in India briefly and found &lt;a href="http://huaren.org/diaspora/asia/india/0593-01.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As China disintegrated in the twilight years of the Ching (Qing) Dynasty and during ensuing civil wars, thousands of Chinese migrated to India, most settling in Calcutta. The communist victory in China in 1949 spurred the largest influx of Chinese, as landowners, merchants and intellectuals fled the revolution. However, because of the Sino-Indian border war of the early 1960s, the Chinese's social and political status declined and the population of Chinese in India decreases correspondingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within India's strict caste system, the Chinese are at the bottom of the heap. Most Indian-Chinese are leather tanners. Because Hindus worship the cow and believe the use of its hide to be sacrilegious, the Chinese population ranks behind even the "untouchable" in the social scale. Nevertheless, the Chinese excel economically. They enjoy high standard of living and hire Indians and Bangladeshis to staff its factories and shops."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The particular family that runs this restaurant has been in the restaurant business for the three generations that they have been in India.  After moving to America, they decided to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The second and third generation Chinese have moved steadily abroad over the past 20 years seeking a better life and future. They emigrate to America, Europe, Taiwan or elsewhere. Only the elderly are left in the Chinatown. There are approximately 10,000 Chinese in India, the smallest group in Asian countries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105538303512871519?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105538303512871519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105538303512871519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105538303512871519' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105536114964360639</id><published>2003-06-11T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T15:52:29.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SCROLLING PROBLEM FIXED &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will be the last post about the scrolling problem.  As of now, its fixed, thanks to a tip from &lt;a href="http://www.zackvision.com/weblog"&gt;Zack&lt;/a&gt;.  Turns out its an IE bug.  So, no I was not going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105536114964360639?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105536114964360639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105536114964360639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105536114964360639' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105535201197254143</id><published>2003-06-11T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T13:22:22.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EGYPT BANS "TOO RELGIOUS" MATRIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The country's censorship board said the film's storyline, about the search for the creator and control of the human race, may cause "crises".  The first Matrix movie was released in Egypt but was criticised by Islamic newspapers for promoting Zionism. &lt;br /&gt;The country's most senior film committee, made up of 15 critics, academics, writers and psychologists, watched the sequel on Monday.  A statement said: "Despite the high technology and fabulous effects of the movie, it explicitly handles the issue of existence and creation, which are related to the three divine religions, which we all respect and believe in." The movie "tackles the issue of the creator and his creations, searching the origin of creation and the issue of compulsion and free will," it said. " --- BBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it almost amusing and sad at the same time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost amusing because if you really want to bring religion in to the picture, anyone can see that the issue of creation is something many ayats in the Quran challenge men to think about.  Its by thinking about the reality we live that we can realize that we can realize that â€œhey im here cuz God created meâ€�. Where did I come from? Is a question that even kids ask their parents at some point in time.  Its a natural question inherent in man.  Knowing the creator is a matter for the rational mind.  And yet, the censors of Egypt think its too taboo to discuss it, and it should just be believed.  Its a pity we as muslims are so ignorant sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also really sad, because Egypt is pretty much a secular country (much like most in the Muslim world today) and this is a perfect example of how religion has been pathetically reduced to things like enforcing bans on movies.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, everyone will end up watching the movie anyway, even though it may be the pirated version of the movie smuggled in, but they'll watch.  The ideas the censors were so worried about causing social unrest will permeate in to the society and in the end, they prevented the people from developing any ideas of their own.  Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the whole thing &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/2980432.stm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link via my hubby, Q, who does not have a blog, but will occassionaly post here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105535201197254143?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105535201197254143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105535201197254143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105535201197254143' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105533898120699871</id><published>2003-06-11T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T09:43:31.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCROLLING UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, tis nothing to do with blogger itself because I can see the whole page at home and my husband can see it at work.  But i still don't know why its happening! oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105533898120699871?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105533898120699871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105533898120699871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105533898120699871' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105527197434734702</id><published>2003-06-10T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T15:06:13.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCROLLING IS ALL MESSED UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my blog is only showing the most recent post and I can't scroll all the way to the bottom (even though it shows up properly on blogger preview)  Working on fixing this.  Anyone who knows what could be wrong, please help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105527197434734702?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105527197434734702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105527197434734702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105527197434734702' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105518475253945590</id><published>2003-06-09T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T14:53:32.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I am very very angry right now.  I just wrote a whole long post and blogger just lost it! POOF!! It has disappeared!! ...argghh!!...so here I go again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPECIAL TRAINING FOR RELIGIOUS POLICE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.muhajabah.com/islamicblog/archives/veiled4allah/005588.php"&gt;Al Muhajabah &lt;/a&gt;had pointed us to an article, &lt;a href="http://www.mediamonitors.net/heshamahassaballa17.html"&gt;Does God need a police force?, &lt;/a&gt;which was critical of the behavior of the religious police in Saudi Arabia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The paper was especially critical of the Committee for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice, or so-called "religious police." This "religious police" has been accused by its critics of harassing Saudis for "un-Islamic" behavior. Recently, Al Watan reported that a man who was detained--with his children--for 12 hours after being caught smoking attempted to commit suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March 2002, a fire erupted in a all-girls school in Mecca, which killed 15. The March 14 edition of the Saudi newspaper Arab News cited a report on the rescue effort by Mecca's Civil Defense Department which noted that religious police "intentionally obstructed the efforts to evacuate the girls. This resulted in the increased number of casualties." Why did they do this? Apparently because the girls were not properly dressed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there was a lot of complaining going on, because in today's edition of the Arab News, there is an &lt;a href="http://www.arabnews.com/?page=0&amp;section=1&amp;article=27173&amp;d=9&amp;m=6&amp;y=2003"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;about how the religious police in Saudi Arabia (mutawwa) will be going thru special training mainly teaching them people skills (i can't help but chuckle) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Kingdom’s religious police are now undergoing special training aimed at helping them to deal effectively and pleasantly with the public. The training comes following complaints that some officials of the Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice were dealing with the public harshly and impolitely. “We have signed an agreement with a specialized institute to provide training to our field staff as they are the ones regularly in touch with the public,” Salah ibn Nasser Al-Saeed, acting director of the commission in Riyadh, said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Al-Saeed said the training would focus on topics such as communication skills, personnel management and success strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Al-Ghaith said the commission was selecting qualified personnel to carry out its Islamic mission. “For the past several years we have been appointing well-informed and knowledgeable university graduates,” he added. He admitted that his officials might have made mistakes. “The commission’s officials are human beings and are liable to make mistakes. The commission is now providing intensive courses so that its staff may improve their skills and performance,” he explained. He also asserted that the organization had been the victim of false allegations. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it all a bit amusing.  For one thing, this has been going on for many many years.  My mom tells me about a market in Dammam where only women and married men were allowed, so if you were with a man, he better be your husband, and you were asked to prove it.  Supposedly this was to prevent "dating" or whatever, but that happens behind closed doors anyways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that given that the mutawwa are Islamic scholars, you would at least hope that they have learned the basic Islamic etiquettes, especially since they are representating the Islamic elite in Saudi Arabia.  How can continuous behavior over many years be excused as a one time mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Dhahran, one of the more liberal cities in Saudi Arabia, saw an influx of US Marines (both men and women) during the Gulf War.  This was much to the dismay of the mutawwa who grew upset and frustrated about how these women were dressing (American women living in Saudi Arabia for the most part take on the abaya at least and try to avoid dealing with the mutawwa).  One incident was of a mutawwa going after an American lady in shorts and hitting her legs with a stick.  In return, she kicked the hell out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why people dont understand that religion cannot be forced.  All that these ridiculous ramifications of not following the rules create is a bad taste of Islam, both for Muslims and non Muslims.  I never even contemplated hijab while growing up in Saudi Arabia, even though I technically did it (kinda) every time I went out side.  However there was no understanding linked with it.  Ironically, I learned so much about my religion after coming to America.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People continue to do whatever they want to do in their houses, consciously or subconsciously escaping from certain rules, which even though are part of Islam, make you want to rebel when shoved down your throats.  Let's see how these training classes work out and if the attitude changes.  I am definitely impressed by the fact that there is a recognition that a problem exists, which in another time, would be completely ignored and overlooked.  I'd like to see a day where people could understand the pure Islam and love to follow it versus having a skewed version of Islam being shoved down their throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105518475253945590?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105518475253945590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105518475253945590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105518475253945590' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105500853001240628</id><published>2003-06-07T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T17:02:28.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A BIT ABOUT ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Pakistani (by ethnic origin) but was born and raised in Saudi Arabia.  I went to &lt;a href="http://www.state.gov/www/about_state/schools/odhahran.html"&gt;Dhahran Academy&lt;/a&gt;, the American school in Dhahran until the 9th grade, after which at that time there was no further schooling following the American curriculum.  It was definitely a memorable time, and I had such a rich cultural experience there going to school with kids from all different backgrounds.  In Sept. 1994, I came to attend &lt;a href="http://www.emma.troy.ny.us/"&gt;Emma Willard&lt;/a&gt;, a girls' boarding school in Troy, NY.  I spent the rest of my highschool years there.  It was definitely an interesting experience to say the least.  Maybe I'll write sometime about my days and Emma but for now, this should suffice.  I did my Bachelors in Information Systems from &lt;a href="http://www.stonybrook.edu"&gt;S.U.N.Y. Stony Brook &lt;/a&gt;in May 2000. Stony Brook is where I had the most exposure to Islam,  and a lot of the viewpoints I hold today were formed during my time there.  Since graduation, I have been working as a oracle/java developer for a financial firm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got married in May 2001.  My husband is from Islamabad; My family is from Karachi.  It was a cross country wedding fiasco!  Ever since, I have been living in Queens, NY.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work at 1 WTC but alhamdullilah did not go into work that day.  Since then, my offices have moved to NJ and I trek all the way over to NJ.  I really enjoy what I do, but its really too far.  But in this economy, can't complain.  Our company is doing layoffs, so lets see insha'allah what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also currently contemplating on grad school.  I've changed my mind about 3 or 4 times in the past year about what I want to do -from a masters in CS, to a masters  in IS, to an mba, to law school, to a doctorate in islamic studies, to a doctorate in information systems, and yes somehow the thought of medical school even crossed my mind.  For now, I am thinking of studying for the GMAT and applying to business school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is about my thoughts on what's going on in the world, current events, and other miscellaneous items. I do have a very short attention span at times and lose interest in things very quickly, so I'm hoping this won't be one of those things.  Friends and family say that I have a multi-track mind, that at a time, I might be thinking of 4 or 5 differnet things at the same time.  Well hopefully this blog will utilize itself in outpouring my thoughts and potentially get me closer to being sane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105500853001240628?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105500853001240628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105500853001240628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105500853001240628' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105493119158550268</id><published>2003-06-06T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T16:26:31.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMENTS ENABLED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enabled comments here now.   Still getting the hang of everything.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105493119158550268?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105493119158550268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105493119158550268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105493119158550268' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105491301144930480</id><published>2003-06-06T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T18:02:59.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE STRAIGHT DOPE ON ISLAM&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; or as my bro called it, "Cecil gets it right" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro Adeel, a straight dope fan, has sent this to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: "Why is the Islamic world so backward and ignorant? A thousand years ago, we hear, Arab culture put Europe in the shade, with great achievements in mathematics, astronomy, and architecture. Now it all seems to have boiled down to sadists and fanatics. I know this is a lot to explain in a column where they don't even let you jump to an inside page, Cecil, but give it a whiz: Where did our Muslim brothers go wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: ".Let's watch the glib generalizations, Bud. The Islamic world isn't uniformly "backward and ignorant." ..... I'll grant you another point too: Throughout the Crusades, which began in 1095 when Pope Urban II called upon Christians to wrest the Holy Land from Muslim control, one side might reasonably have been described as civilized, tolerant, and progressive, while the other was by and large a bunch of backward, ignorant, bloodthirsty fanatics. Hint: It wasn't the Muslims who, upon capturing Jerusalem in 1099, gleefully slaughtered everyone there....They built a mighty empire of their own and intimidated Europe for 200 years. But in the end their grand edifice suffered the fate of all empires--corruption, internal division, and decay...What did our Muslim brothers do wrong? Nothing. They just stopped doing a lot of the stuff they'd gotten right, and the world passed them by. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the whole thing &lt;a href="http://www.straightdope.com/columns/030606.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explains Islamic history in a nutshell and is pretty objective for a non-Muslim.  Really sad.  I hope one day we Muslims can rise from this defensive / degraded state and use our land and intellect productively insha'allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  I added a few more quotes from the article to give a jist of what he's saying for those who dont have time to read the whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105491301144930480?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105491301144930480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105491301144930480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105491301144930480' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105491107176010142</id><published>2003-06-06T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T10:51:11.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember when i used to travel to saudi arabia during high school and college (twice/thrice a year...boy the good old days..now i need a VISA!!...) well this morning...i started thinking about the scones that they served on &lt;a href="http://www.aa.com"&gt;American Airlines&lt;/a&gt;..they were sooooo good...i mean really..they were not like airline food..they were nice and soft with cream and jam...i am craving those sooo much right now..this morning after dropping Q to the train station, I drove around all over to find a different bakery..one that looked like it would have good scones,but alas i was drawn back to kissena and ended up getting them from lorabie bakery on kissena...they're ok..but definitely not the ones on AA.  If someone could just tellme who caters for them (i searched online this moring...i think its skychefs or something) and if they have any stores..i would love to go out and buy them...or could someone please send a good recipe!!  i found &lt;a href="http://ae.boston.com/dining/recipes/s/scones_with_clotted_cream_and_jam.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, i'll try it out.. i think the cream they serve it with is clotted cream, and it sounds good, even though i really dont know what it is! so please share.....&lt;br /&gt;yummmmyyyyyy &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105491107176010142?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105491107176010142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105491107176010142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105491107176010142' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105491065826566879</id><published>2003-06-06T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T10:44:37.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm very skeptical of the desi-ized version of islam...of the read this 200 times and phookify...of the write this with zaffron on this piece of paper and dip it in water and drink it....the only reason being that i have no where read that this occurred at the time of the prophet (saw).  i dont mean to offend anyone, but if you have any daleel supporting this, please send it my way.  and i dont mean to say that this is all just fluff..no way..that's not what im saying..the duas recommended had to have come from somewhere..and mostly they are duas from quran / hadith, but i guess overtime, ppl dont bother to cite the sources...and also, ofcourse the more you read the better...but to say that you can achieve sometihng by reading it 200 times (this does not include certain duas that are recommended to be read multiple times as stated in the sunnah)...well i dont know....anyway, so basically i came across this site recommending certain duas to read when you're wanting kids, some were with sources..some without...well basically i wrote down all the surahs / ayats that they recommend to read and i'm just gonna read up on them..read they're tafseer...some of them actually sound pretty cool because they are duas that certain prophets made for children that are sited in the quran....iv'e been procrastinating on this for a while...but now ill just tackle em one by one (for a brief background on this search, 1/17 i had a d&amp;e for a missed miscarriage..i was 17.5 weeks...it was very devestating to say the least...i think ive finally recovered for the most part..but i dont feel like writing about it all right now..insha'allah some other time...anyway, after waiting for a while..i'm back on the baby bandwagon so i need all the prayers /duas for a healthy baby!)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so while i go on my search for what these duas are and what they mean...i'll take you along....(i'll be taking from  my collection - the hilali translation, ibn kathir abdridged, and maududi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:38&lt;/strong&gt;:  &lt;em&gt;At that time Zakariyya invoked his Loard, saying: "Oh my Lord!  Grant me from You, a good offspring.  You are indeed the All-Hearer of invocation."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37:100&lt;/strong&gt;:  &lt;em&gt;"My Lord!  Grant me (offspring) from teh righteous."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...well that's it for now....i guess there's not too much discussion on this stuff...i just wrote down the translations...sound like good duas ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105491065826566879?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105491065826566879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105491065826566879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105491065826566879' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105483800353820957</id><published>2003-06-05T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T14:33:23.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i've added a tagboard to this site now...wasn't as hard as i thought...well ofcourse it isn't , when you're not coding it yourself..but it wasn't time consuming either&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105483800353820957?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105483800353820957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105483800353820957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105483800353820957' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105481841629650958</id><published>2003-06-05T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T09:47:31.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of my mom's friends in canada had sent her a mesg on msn because she needed to discuss something important.  my mom is her advisor/counselor/whatever you want to call it so ami called her up all the way from saudi  (thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.iconnecthere.com"&gt;iconnect&lt;/a&gt;).  This auntie is more like a auntie/baji.  She is much younger than my mom and got married when she just finished 10th grade.  She has two sons , the oldest being my youngest brother's age (about 16).  Growing up in saudi, i remember her having a lot of problems with her husband but at that time i guess i didnt  have too many thoughts on it.  Her husband appears to be the nicest/most educated/most refined man you can ever imagine, but what this auntie goes thru is devestating.  they immigrated to canada but the husband is still in the middle east (like so many of the middle east desi immigrants to canada).  After 3 or 4 years of having been away, this summer she and her sons were planning to come to saudi and then go to pakistan so she could see her parents.  Because of SARS, no one from toronto is allowed to come into saudi arabia.  so then she just goes to pakistan, right??? wrong!! he wont let her go.  she doesn't need to.  she should only think about her husband and stop causing fits about wanting to visit her parents.  I mean does it get more ridiculous then this? Well yes, back in saudi, he used to beat her also.  And after this whole dont go to pakistan fiasco, he wrote her and his father a whole email about how she is such a horrible wife? The worst thing is this guy is not jahil! He is an educated / polite / quite well off man to the rest of the world!  And yet he's a Mr. Hyde at home! I'm quite pissed off at this!  The plight of the Pakistani woman, and just having to live your life like this.  My mom just told her to bare it, forget about visiting Pakistan, and just stick it thru for her kids.  Considering everything, this is the right advice, but how long will these monsters keep on getting away with this.  I really hope our generation is not like that.  I really dont think it is, but then again you never know!  Once again, that is why I am such a strong proponent of women getting professionally educated.  You might or might not want to work, but at least you will have the option, and you will not just stay with your husband for the bread and butter, but for a mutual love.  I'm not arguing in favor of divorce here or anything.  Divorce is a horrible thing, a last resort.  But maybe if women started having 2 strong feet to stand on, men wouldn't treat them so sub-humanely.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105481841629650958?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105481841629650958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105481841629650958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105481841629650958' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105477161709601976</id><published>2003-06-04T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T20:06:56.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from &lt;a href="http://www.penangcuisine.com"&gt;Penang&lt;/a&gt; - the one in Flushing.  I had to force Q to go...he can be a bit stubborn about going to try anything but Pakistani, Indian, or Afghani food or GYROS from the 53rd street guy.  Anyway I had yummy mango shrimp - they were yummier at the one in the city, but still craving satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;Its raining sooo much here ( ITS REALLY NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS IN JUNNNNNEEEE!!)....we ended up grabbing a movie - &lt;a href="http://http://www.apple.com/trailers/touchstone/the_recruit/"&gt;The Recruit&lt;/a&gt;.  My reviews will be limited to BlockBuster movies so they'll be about 5 mos late, but I'll still put in my 2 cents worth of what I think of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105477161709601976?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105477161709601976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105477161709601976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105477161709601976' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105473287686188315</id><published>2003-06-04T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T09:21:16.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i looked up &lt;a href="http://http://etori.tripod.com/dajjalsystem/judgement.html"&gt;Signs of the Day of Judgement&lt;/a&gt; by doing a search on google and this is the first simplest one i found.  So apparently i was making that weather thing up, but it sounds like it would be a sign, doesn't it? &lt;br /&gt;Some pretty scary stuff there though......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105473287686188315?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105473287686188315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105473287686188315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105473287686188315' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105473243316782282</id><published>2003-06-04T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T09:13:53.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isn't it June? Please..someone tell me it isnt....If it is, THEN WHY IS IT RAINING LIKE THIS ALL DAY ..and WHY IS IT COLD....wasn't it just hot a couple days ago?? didn't I need the AC on...this weather is freaking me out...we must be nearing the end of time...isn't there something about the signs of the day of judgement like that or something, or am I just making it up??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105473243316782282?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105473243316782282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105473243316782282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105473243316782282' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105472596539971625</id><published>2003-06-04T07:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T07:26:04.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna be pulling another 'working from home' today...i really shouldn't cuz then tomorrow i can't go cuz the cleaning lady is coming....and then friday i dont go anyway...which means i only went to work on Monday!  not great behavior in such an economy....but its not like im not working or anything...i'm working the whole day..and even today the reason im not going is because they want me to do some stuff before 10 am (and how the hell am i supposed to get to jersey city before 10 am and do all this work??) ...so i will continue to act a bit sick (there is something going around....) and finish up my work....Today I also have an assignment due for the memoir writing class I'm taking at &lt;a href="http://www.writingclasses.com"&gt;Gotham Writer's Workshop&lt;/a&gt;. Its an online class.  The teacher is great, but I'm slacking off.  This is the piece that gets critiqued by the classmates, and it has yet to reach a decent form....more later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105472596539971625?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105472596539971625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105472596539971625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105472596539971625' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105469361648697700</id><published>2003-06-03T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T22:26:56.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway...all is well with ami...alhamdullilah..got it all sorted out..which is good cuz i was just feeling horrible..i hate it when my parents are upset with me..especially my mom....but i have been forgiven :)&lt;br /&gt;  "The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness." &lt;br /&gt;-Honore' de Balzac  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105469361648697700?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105469361648697700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105469361648697700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105469361648697700' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105469286737426267</id><published>2003-06-03T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T22:14:27.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my may posts are gone...well apparently i have 2 blogs..of the same name...grreeat...so basically...the may writings are a different blog..well whatever..whoever wants to access them...can just type 501 in the archive address...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105469286737426267?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105469286737426267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105469286737426267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105469286737426267' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105469216442223543</id><published>2003-06-03T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T22:02:45.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im still trying to get the hand of this blogger thing..for some reason my archives are all messed up..anyway i will attempt to fix it..  arghh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105469216442223543?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105469216442223543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105469216442223543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105469216442223543' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436665.post-105464982149319154</id><published>2003-06-03T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T10:17:01.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a crappy few days..crappy..crappy..and i dont have any profound words w/ which to describe them....all i can say is parents are a difficult lot to understand....just when you think you have done the best you can to make them happy....you screw up...which sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436665-105464982149319154?l=byrabs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105464982149319154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436665/posts/default/105464982149319154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byrabs.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105464982149319154' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08137985828887291204</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></entry></feed>
