Ramadan Kareem 🌟🌛

The beauty of a message isn’t in the genius of its craft but more often than now, for those who truly see, in the sincerity of its words. A beautiful piece by my aunt Aisha

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I diverse it when we think we are doing something good and think its sort of a favour to God. Making your choice to do good or evil, Allah has nothing to lose! In less than a second you would be gone like you never existed.
Oh brother! What then do you think of yourself; riches, class, knowledge or gait?
Dearest sister is it beauty, pride, structure or intelligence?
Perhaps even with all, more or less of these,we ought to know that we are not Men of understanding nor wisdom until we reason, give thanks and glory to our Creator.
Our Lord decides what to give and take away from us. We should neither question nor give up when life becomes a shattered puzzle. He told us He would test not only his servants but of those whom He loves.
We find it hard sometimes to have faith and accept…

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Second Breakfast: The Lego Movie Is Perfect

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SecondBreakfast-01 The few, the proud, the “those with nothing better to do” among you probably know by now that I always begin my articles with a completely pointless introductory paragraph before I approach my obligatory plot summary. Not this time, folks. I’m reviewing The Lego Movie this week and I cannot postpone my excitement. I’m getting it out in the open right now: The Lego Movie is perfect. If you disagree with me, then you are wasting your time in reading this review. Go read a book. If you agree and desperately need your opinions validated by an unpaid internet movie critic, read on, dear friend. If you haven’t yet seen The Lego Movie and need a reason to do so, you’re in luck.

The Lego Movie (2013)

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The Plot: Emmet (Chris Pratt!) is a regular, ordinary, unassuming Lego minifig living a regular, ordinary, unassuming life in a Lego City…

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The bats of Coronation Crescent

I think I was driving or walking, when I first noticed them. I had passed this road countlessly and not once did I bother to look, up at the trees. They resembled some black fruit that I had no knowledge of, or a swollen apex of a branch of a tree. The fruit bats of this large roundabout were so fascinating to me. They are like dark patches, swarming the empty sky, darkening desolate streets, and searching mango trees(and maybe some others) to feed on their fruits. Are they blind as the other bats, I wonder. Such abilities. Their togetherness baffles me. As though, they are one clan(or maybe they are). Now, I wonder what it would be like to be bitten by a bat, or, any creature at that. The pain, the rush of blood and adrenaline to the rescue. An adventure!

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Recourse To Reticence

Famous one day, infamous the next.
Like air; ubiquitous
Of no value, an acquaintance at best.
How best to part from this is unfathomable.
Earth’s subconscious crave for a feel of absence.
A missing presence
Ergo, a recourse to reticence.

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Solitude

Alone but never lonely.
I like the sounds of nature.
Loud silence.
Am I strange?
Favouring “lawful” defiance to the norm?
Should I be just another drone forced to be just like everyone else in every way,
Without individuality?
Understood.
I can not condition the world in totality.
It’s effect on me begs the question though…
Why?
Leave me alone.
I am trying to be better.
I will be better.
Through solitude.

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Cold As Night

It’s as cold as night.
Gently and silently the wind caresses
Much to my delight.
Famished.
I sense hunger and harder it presses.
Yet I refuse to relieve myself of this plight.
No comfort in sleep.
No dreams, nothing deep.
Now it’s eve, much past dawn.
I truly alone.
It’s still as cold as night.

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Burn Baby Burn

Why bother, really?
Why speak, write, or protest?
The majority wouldn’t care.
Suffering in strife
And the seemingly inevitable death
Because of of this…
This one thing we don’t wish to share.
To march in unison under the sun.
To be united as one.
An idea for the foolish.
Surely, it is better to cower and abide by tyranny.
This battle cannot be won.
Stay alive and just have “fun”
And together, watch this country
Burn baby burn.

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