Egg-jam fever needs sacrifice :(

“CA needs your tears, sweat and blood”. These are the words of a well known teacher of accounts, a CA, an ICWA and an ACS, all in one. Though I never had an opportunity to study from him, still I respect his words a lot, thanks to the Accounts-God like status assigned to him by other students.

I can’t cut myself, or stand in heat or cry over my poor(est) preparation (ever), so I have thought limiting my mind till studies only [of course sans a few exception ;)]. I am NOT blogging till next 3 months :’( :’(. I think this is what he meant by his words also.



I know this looks like impossible given my obsession with penning down something or the other every time. But I shall stay strict on my schedule. Shall just study and pray. Though I will MISS MISS and MISS my blog a lot :’(, but there is no better way.

Hopefully this strictness and sacrifice will pay me as a “Pass” result in the upcoming exam.
I will miss everyone connected to the blog too, a lot (and guys do miss me too :P ).

Wish me Luck and Stay blessed. :)

Is my scarf too bright for your eyes??

For some or the other reason I can never figure out what wrong is my scarf doing to you? Why you look at it with those weird eyes?? I bet, if my scarf would have been a living thing, it would have hanged itself or hid its face or left the world to become a sanayasi or would have cried all day, thanks to those strange expression of your wide eyes. Thankfully, it’s just a piece of cloth wrapped around my head, doing harm neither to me nor to you. But still, somehow I always feel you are uncomfortable with my scarf. Why??

Is it too bright for your eyes??

Is it making you feel hot in this climate??

Is it making you feel uneasy??

Is it too stylish and makes you feel out of fashion??

Is it making you feel oppressed??

Is it making you feel knowledge less??

Is it making you feel guilty??

Is it making you feel ugly??

Is it blocking your nose with foul smell?

Is it terrorising you??

Don’t tell me your answer is yes to any of the above questions. :D :D. I can only laugh while I look back at the above questionnaire. :P :P Still I shall try to answer these.

I chose my scarf so that it should go with maximum dresses. So either it will be black or off-white (most of the time) or complementing my dress (depends). I left wearing bright dresses also since I took hijab. So it is clear that my scarf is not giving you any color blindness. No. 1 reason is ruled out.

My scarf, on my head should make me feel hot or you?? C’mon. Those people who tell me they feel hot seeing the scarf on my head really puzzle me up. How can that be? Pls pls be a little sane.

Again, why are you feeling uneasy? It is me who is hooded in this open head crowd. If at all someone is feeling uneasy it should be me but I am here fresh and smiling as always. So why are you uneasy?

Too stylish?? Yay!! If this is the reason then I am more than happy. But wait a sec a scarf hiding your hair, forehead and pretty much every part till shoulder except your face, how can it be stylish?? A world where even Britney is held as a fashion icon, a scarf has little hope but to be considered anything but stylish. *Sigh*

These days oppressed is the word associated proudly by whole world to Muslim girls. So I think I should have not put this question at all in the list. My mistake.

I have already commented in my blog that scarf is the least thing that can make me look knowledge less, leave aside your case. But still if some m#$%^& think that girls in scarf are uneducated and sans knowledge, I will love to have a talk with them.

My hijab which automatically draws line of modesty around me, if it is making you feel guilty of the fact that you are too blind to run in the fashion marathon at stake of your modesty and decency, then I am thankful to god that he chose me to make you realize the fact. * Least possibility though*

:D :D I think I look cute with the scarf (I hardly care what you think) so being around me won’t make you ugly. Rather, may be, you would be looking more beautiful being with me.

I wash, wash, and wash my scarf every day. So even if it’s the same black scarf the second day too, then probably it’s the dustbin in the corner of the room which smells but not my scarf. Mind you x-( x-(

Last and may be the only sane reason in the list, it might be terrorizing you. If it is, please be afraid of the Ram Sene that they probably drag you to your home (if you are a girl) or beat you up for “dating” a Muslim (if you are a guy) than wasting your time thinking what I might be hiding under my scarf. An AK-47? Ya right.

So, I think it’s better you tell me what’s wrong with my scarf and what this innocent pale looking thing has done to you than passing those weird looks filled with disgust, uneasiness, weirdness and God only knows what all. I love my scarf and I feel for it.

Girl you are the life of world

In support of Girl Child




Love

Affection

Passion

Compassion

Hope

Source

Life

Smile

Calm

Charm

Warm

Deep

Sweet

Grace

Embrace

Blossom

Mercy

Benevolent

Forgiving

Bearing

Suffering

Loving..


Oh Girl...You are so much to the world..It is incomplete without you....It is colourless without you..It is life less without you..It needs you..It needs you

Poem again..

** Following is just my take on the Choodiyan fever prevalent in lounge..and a rather useless attempt (again) at hindi poetry...spare me for these poetry posts..but i am just enjoying it.. :)

“Chand choodiyon ke intezaar me
Paagal roye rehti hai
Hasti khelti thi pehle
Jane kyun ab khoyi rehti hai

Har subah sadak pe
Sooraj ki laali jab chaati hai
Nange pawn wahan ye
Khoyi si Daudi jaati hai

Sheher ke simt tikaye nazren
Jaane Kisko khoja karti hai
Har aati bus se utarte logon me
ek jaana chehra dhundha karti hai

bikharne ke baad bhid logon ki
ek udaas aansu gaalo pe therta hai
Fir unhi Bheegi jhuki aankhon se
Sooni kalaiyan taka karti hai

Kuch soch wahi palken utha ke
Fir wahi simt dekha karti hai
Chand chudiyon ki intezaar me
Paagal roye rehti hai”

“ kuch gehre khayaalon me
din bhar khoya rehta hai
chand tooti choodiyon ko
akele me chooma karta hai

jab aur log ghanti sunne pe
khaane ko jaaya karte hain
ye kuch note roz mod k
ek dibbe me jama karta hai

Guzarte waqt bazaar se
Roz wahi gali tham jaata hai
Rangeen choodiyon ko pyaar se
Dekhe jaye jata hai

Ek chehra fir ankhon pe
Kuch der theher jaata hai
Saabut choodiyan ka rang use
Zeher sa chubha jaata hai

Dobaara fir kuch soch ke
Who note gina karta hai
chand tooti choodiyon ko
akele me chooma karta hai”

●๋•gυℓѕнαη●๋•™ - an attempt towards Acrostic poem

Greatly thankful to God for being so kind

Unfurling happiness from the boundaries confined

Lighting my little world with all I can

Shaping my surroundings as it shapes mine

Holding a vision and aspirations high

A little sane and a little insane mind

No one or someone - I am enjoying being ●๋•gυℓѕнαη●๋•™

P.S. Read this post at WL ...cheers!!!

Little drops of happiness, Little grains of shock, Makes a wonderful day and a Happy me :)

It always feels great when you talk to one of your very good friend after a long gap. Well, yesterday night I happened to find one of my friend online, who I thought has forgotten this poor me. :( All this while, I was wondering how can Shailu just make a single call and think he has done his part of remembrance. :( How can he forget me in just one month break, away from city? :( Has he stopped caring for me? :( Is he too happy not to check on me? :( All these questions made me feel bad and go mad. I wanted to contact him, but stupid me, I dint save his landline number and was left with no contact number of his. At all. His cell was switched off so the last lifeline was cut too. But as life is, we both got busy. He in studying and me …well let’s leave this. :P

We did chat for some 20 minutes only, which was filled with complaints, from my side :D . But what made me feel good in fact comforted me was the fact that he too did missed me. :) And the most heartwarming thing he told me was that he missed me so much that once he typed my name in Google and happened to hit on my blog. And I was here thinking who does visits my blog from Bhubneshwar. So the visit to blog is not important here (oh please don’t think so), the most important and dear thing to me is that my friend did remember me. He did miss me as much I did. In fact, a step ahead, he typed my name on Google. :D :D :D Now, come on who does that. Oh Shailu you are such a sweet friend. Believe me all the while I talked to you, I felt so good that my vocabulary is limited to define that feeling. I miss bugging you with all my silly talks and duniya bhar ki problems. :P.

Now, the crazy me, I did the same thing which Shailu did, I typed my name on Google to find out on what all things did Shailu happened to hit, while searching for my name. And here is what I found at freesubmitnow.blogspot.com, a review on my blog:


" My Innocent Paradise - on Web

OK let me just explain, why I have added two words in the end " On Web" because I firmly believe in real world Paradise can on only be dreamt of. Getting back to tales from Paradise, well for me its really like a WonderLand ( so true just read that poem) .

No, these are not fictious but as Heena Kausher Ansari , says that Strange is the world…Strange is God and Strange are His ways..Strange are the people and so strange are their works…So if you are looking in this post to know the reason why I have created this blog…The reason is to find my place in so known yet strange world…

Well I was rather impressed by her, the way she has put her point across, its really pure or paak ( well I know many don't know what paak is, I too just googled it and found it means totally pure in Islam or Arabic language).

Well, Freesubmitnow.blogspot.com is a site where we submit our site for free and the author of the blog writes review of ours. I did submit my site when I started my blog and soon forgot about it thinking who will care to write a review for my blog. But, I must say I was shocked seeing this and just wanted to share with you all. It’s kind of a little happiness, well two little happiness happening at the same time :). I would have not written it here had I found it though plain searching, but as I said because it happened through a friend, I really felt excited and amazed. Little things at times make your day.

And ya its No advertising. Just plain info. ;)
Wanted to share with you all. :)

Is the Women Day really Happy??

The foundation of women’s day was laid on 8 March, 1957, when several women working in a New York based Textile factory staged a protest against low wages and harsh working conditions. But today women’s day is reduced to some conferences on international basis discussing “equal” rights of women, their role in society and the age old problems related to it; exchange of short messages between friends, wishing women and with the clock striking 12 at night this all comes to an end. Life is again back on the same (and ugly) track. Women are again the weaker sex, even for that day, nothing did really change and what shall change after that, is again nothing.

This may sound too extreme and can be easily debated stating that Women have been to space, they are on the highest post, they are professionals and entrepreneurs, and they have a full fledged day to their credit. These all things are good till they feature on TV or newspaper. The numbers of such lucky women are numbered. The reality slaps hard. For long, women have been, in all society, considered lower to man and are denied of many of the basic rights. They are thrown to face all kind of discrimination, harassment and violence (in all forms). There has been serious lacking in our system for preventing such issues.

No doubt we have number of Acts for the “protection” of women like Anti Dowry, abatement to suicide, protection against the cruelty of husband and his relative and the newest Protection from Domestic violence. For some reason, the very problem in many of these acts is in their name itself. “Protection”, why cure and not prevention?? Why does our law always wait for a victim to suffer and then provide “protection”?? Why can’t we start from preventing of it? Well it’s irrelevant now, given that IPC is at least that lenient to provide protection to women. Prevention may follow. Let’s wait and hope for it.

The Protection from Domestic Violence act provides a woman protection against any act /conduct /omission /commission that harms or injures or has the potential to harm or injure, physically, sexually, emotionally, verbally, psychologically, and economically. Further it is more or less comparable to human rights. It provides a woman right to secure property and guarantees prevention of further harassment in course of trial and has a broader scope than precious acts.

It’s a good initiative like all others from the government’s side. But all said and done, the implementation is still pending and in a society like ours it shall always be the same. The fact is most of the cases of domestic violence or dowry or any other forms of abuse are not at all reported. Further, with 60 % of population living in rural areas, these acts fail to provide awareness regarding their benefits and do not reach to the majority of the victims. The effective (if at all) boundary of these acts are confined till the urban areas. Women are burnt, raped and abused in their own household and the cases go unnoticed as the victim fail to lodge a complaint against the same.

Family is considered as a sacred entity in India. In such scenario, the fear of breaking the bond prevents the victim to demand protection. As there is seldom any provision for rebinding given such issues make a hype in the society (Indian context) and the victim being a woman is look down throughout her leftover period of life. Moreover, most of the time, the victim being uneducated and unemployed, the funding arises as another hindrance. Though we have protection officer and NGOs but the question arises that what if the protection officers themselves are gender biased and corrupt (a normal scenario) and how the victim is supposed to reach to the NGO with all family pressure on oneself.

On the other hand, these acts with all other acts of women empowerment are more of a nature of pro- woman. They lack the provision of a detailed investigation so as to forcing men to suffer the consequences, no matter whomever fault it may be. There have been a lot of cases where women have taken undue advantage of these acts to benefit themselves. This largely happens because, as I said earlier, these acts do not reach to the actual victim, most of them being in rural areas. Where women are already educated and independent these acts have less use. Awareness is the only solution to the problem.

However, in unstable socio-political conditions as ours, domestic violence is just a small part of the story. The harassment at work and in society is another long separate subject to be discussed. We impart education to girls, make them confident of their skill and knowledge, employ them and then they are introduced to the new world of discrimination. They are sexually harassed by the superiors and male colleagues and often denied promotions, recognition and fundamental rights on the grounds of being women. There is a lack of strict laws regarding these areas.

The recent attack on pub going women in Karnataka is an added insult to the injury. Though this attack may be termed as more of a political nature, the victims are again women. The modernization is welcomed but then there should be a restriction on women again. A man can go to pub, which has a government license to operate, but women cannot. That’s against the (MALE DOMINATED) society. Why?? That’s beyond my understanding. Perhaps Ram Sene can give a better answer.


If this wasn’t enough, the new rule prohibiting girls to wear a dress with full covering in educational institutes, has again targeted women in between political fights. This rule being opposite to the above one lacks all kind of sane and insane explanation. Women here are being prevented from following one of the fundamental rights bestowed by constitution namely, the right to follow and observe one’s religion and culture peacefully.

Sadly, there are no acts or legal proceedings in these cases given the hands of politicians, higher authorities etc. in it.

With all these defects still prevalent in the system, at least I don’t see any good enough reason to celebrate women’s day. If we don’t have the freedom what is the celebration for? I agree the condition is still better than before and we can count in many things at our side, like equal right to education, work etc. But aren’t these things supposed to be ours only? Why are we begging for the things which we already deserve?? And then again why we are celebrating, when after much hue and cry, we all are imparted with what was always ours??

Still, if you want to celebrate this day, just for the sake of it, I wish all a very “happy women’s day”. *Sigh*

My new Love ::Limerick::

So again, it’s proved that my mind can’t be stable for long. Some chemical locha will happen and I ll be fully in that…Study is seriously a great booster for it..If not for them I would have not thought of winding up my time (whatever I get :(, in something creative and good thing like haiku..love them all…just love them…)

Before even I managed to get out of it see I am trap in another (actually 2 of another)…One is Limerick, a kind of poetry cracked by Edward Lear. Here goes the rule for it.

1. It is five lines, single stanza poetry.

2. The syllable structure goes like this 9-9-6-6-9

3. Unlike haiku, rhyming here plays a great part. The first, second and fifth line should rhyme with another and third and fourth lines have a separate rhyming.

4. The first line should end up with a place’s name. (something really important)

5. It is supposed to be FUNNY (challenging!!).

So, if you are fed up with me on this experimental poetry writing drive, you can blame this on Ram. He introduced me to this one. Here goes his first Limerick, which is (purposely) dedicated to me :

I met a smart rabbit in Madras
With a special aura so wondrous
And with red hot temper
And Very horrifying anger
Still she is royal as a Heiress

And here is something from me :

“Relations on a virtual space
Are not stable, and often lack grace”
Those who say this and feel
Are they from real or reel?
Call them here, let them feel the embrace

*This is not actual Limerick, as it lacks the funny thing in it, but still just gave it a shot, for sake of it..

This is in response to a Limerick posted by TAN

Tan's Limerick

A bald old man from Delhi
Had the most voluminous belly
In Chandni Chawk
He flutters like a hawk
All know him as Mr. Smelly


My Limerick (continuation)


Of crowded and fast paced Delhi
From which ever road passed Mr. Smelly
The way he used to walk
All Children used to mock
But he didn’t care and ate more jelly


Now this is of course better..anyone continuing??

**And ya i wrote about two arts..the other is funny and just plain to enjoy..ll be posting it soon.


Stay Blessed and NJOY !!!!!

Passing thoughts....

Hunger



Hunger striking hard
Silence Prevails, none to care
Cold crime cuddling all..


Missing You



Why you have to be
Like sand, more I close my fist
More you slip away..


Friendship



Red eyes and harsh words
-- Teary eyes and long silence
Is this “the friendship?”



Winter



Winter is back here
Can I be a cold blooded
..In hibernation?



Love..



All lost in bright lights
Of party late night, but you
--calling my number


Borders



Dividing nations
Boundaries perfectly drawn
By evil man’s hand.

Originally posted by me on WL

Haiku...am loving it..

Just two days and it feels like a century (theory of relativity :P )…oh my lovely lovely blog..I missed you a lot.. :(…never mind …I am back with a bang :D…Err HAIKU…ma new found love..oh pls..its not a chin-chaw guy’s name or so…it’s a chin chaw poetry though :P :P …to be precise it’s a Japanese form of poetry…and I am in love with it…(now you got it where was I missing ;)

Though I knew about haiku long back but read about it fully in Writer’s Lounge…another new love :D (Hope these don’t cost me given my exam due in next 3 months)...So what is actually Haiku??

A haiku is basically a 5-7-5 syllable something poetry...or say lines..coz they don’t rhyme, and seldom contain any of the poetic devices, it’s simple presentation of a thing, moment or person. One more quality of Haiku is Kigo, a seasonal word, as Haiku is traditionally based on nature, and the use of Kigo is somewhat customary.

Ugggggghhhhh…I am bad at explaining technical stuff...Read it on WL...and give the credit ( or debit :D) to Pretty Prats.

Restless and overexcited me..I tried my hands..Rather brains on Haiku too...First posted it on WL..and blame it on the damn good comments I got there that I am posting it in blog too…:)

Moving round in circle
Winter, summer, rain, autumn
-Nature on its class...

Well it took me some 10 minutes while engaging the other half of my brain in Ram’s silly conversation ;)..I must admit that I hate rules...But as exception dons over everything...I think I can have Haiku’s as exception. Some lovely points about Haiku...

1. It taught me the correct concept of Syllable ( :P literally, I knew what it was, but that was just for exams, it taught me the use of syllables…Yay!!)

2. I love nature and it somehow compliments my interest.

3. It’s exam friendly...No not English grammar or literature exams...Ma CA exams...I have to prepare for them…and hardly have any time left…sand is running down…HELP..In this case Haiku covers the least part of my time and is a boon for my craving to write something every other second (well, Li will love it, I am sure ;).

4. It gives a little rest to my injured index finger (sob, sob) I got hurt with safety pin on the same finger twice on two consecutive day *crying*, it hardly involves itself in typing :( :( ..Which is bad…really bad and painful :( :(

5. And i am in love with it...tops all B-)..


So till the next experiment of mine on Haiku…Stay tuned...Stay Blessed.

Allah Hafiz. :)

The Guy in the Bus and Afterthoughts...

Well two days back, I was travelling in bus with one of my friend after office. As I am from past two months, that day too I was dressed in a simple abaya and scarf. I live in a state where national language, hindi, itself is less spoken and if you speak in hindi, people (locals normally) have a tendency to throw a second look on you (I could never figure out what expression that look wanted to convey, disgusted, irritated, amused, startled, unwanted what??). On the other hand, if you speak in English (local language of course not being English) no one seems to have a problem or will care to notice you.

Well that blessed (??) day a little opposite of the above happened. Me, a chatterbox, can hardly keep quiet and then a place like bus where people are in their own worlds, I don’t mind at all to speak on any issue under the sun. It’s a public transport, public freedom, and I am the public. That day too, I and my friend were talking, in hindi, as usual given both belong to north. The guy (35-40yr old) sitting opposite to us was like any other co-passenger, lost his own world, cursing the traffic, or whatever..who cares. Only at sometimes our eyes used to meet, as normally happens in public places.

I have this unexplained and less understood habit of switching over languages unconsciously like most of the teenager these day do, thanks to two different language worlds they live in, one at home, one beyond that. So, as I said I was speaking in hindi and all was right until I suddenly switched to English and went on speaking in the same pace and fluency, thanks to my language-hopping-habit. This guy, as such suffering from a knee jerk reaction, suddenly looked up and started staring at me. *Lost and confused*. I looked back at him; I think probably looking for an answer for his reaction. I went through the same phase explained above which I normally face speaking hindi, only this time it was for English, he continued to stare for long..and I started feeling uncomfortable. I looked back at him in hope that he will stop looking at me but that went on.

I am still wondering why was he staring at me suddenly at the mid of the journey..Did he, like many people out there, thought I was uneducated and oppressed simply because I was wearing an abaya and a scarf or probably he never saw anyone speaking English (a 0.001% possibility). I am not joking or exaggerating the issue this has happened to me before too, one of my classmate seeing me for the first time in scarf asked me if I was getting engaged and leaving studies (c’mon do you think I am really going to that); once in a Levi’s showroom a girl, wearing the similar look as the man on the bus, stared at me from top to bottom and then bottom to top, at times I wonder if I look that weird; they must have thought what I am doing in Levi's showroom for the reason which they know better; a high school friend, now in a different city, just jumped on my decision of hijab and said “dear you look beautiful, what’s wrong, leaving your studies ??”.

Ehhh does my hijab has anything to do with my studies? What’s wrong with people I can’t get that. Does my hijab make me look ugly or uneducated? Well uneducated will be better, or at least far from modern education. For the reason unknown, people here have a tendency to make a conclusion that if you are in a hijab or any type of Islamic clothing (including men) you might be just one among those living below the poverty line Muslims, uneducated, poor, unpatriotic (well might be a terrorist too), illogical, following blindly the verses of a book which was written 1400 years ago.

For the misconception of such people I would like to clear that the book which you are thinking about is first of all called Qur’an Shareef, give it the same respect as you give it to Bhagwad Gita and Holy Bible (c’mon don’t start judging me here, I am just demanding respect for my religion not disrespecting others), and I know it was written 1400 years ago but holds the credit of being unaltered (not even a single word, mind it) from such a long period of time. Isn’t that enough a reason to respect it. It is the only Holy book which is not abridged, mutilated, and is read in the same language all over the world.

And if I am a Muslim, doesn’t mean I am unpatriotic, I am a passionate Indian. My dad is in defense and I have lived like a normal Indian kid all my life (minus the discrimination faced as a gift being Muslim). And ya I AM EDUCATED, and all Muslims are. For the kind information of ignorant, the very first word of Qur’an Shareef was “IQRA” meaning “read”.Be educated. Educate others. Because Allah loves knowledge.

Surah Al-Zumr, ayah 9 reveals:

"Are those equal, those who know and those who do not know?"

Surah Al-Baqarah, ayah 269 reveals:

"Allah grants wisdom to whom He pleases and to whom wisdom is granted indeed he receives an overflowing benefit."

So how on earth can you even imagine that Islam prohibits Muslim (or say Muslim girls) from gaining education. I aspire to be a part of an MNC or start a company of my own, and I bet I will do that without compromising on my religion (inshaallah).

And those who think Islam is a religion of past, based on illogical and unscientific views then prevalent in the society, I would like to Quote some of the following verses and pictures which shall clear their doubts.

Picture Courtsey : A random album;
Verses Curtsey : The Holy Qur’an Shareef

1.(The Qur'an, 96:15-16) - "No indeed! If he does not stop, We will grab him by the forelock, a lying, sinful forelock."........The expression "the lying, sinful forelock" in the above verse is most interesting. Research carried out in recent years revealed that the prefrontal area, which is responsible for the management of particular functions of the brain, lies in the frontal part of the skull. Scientists only discovered the functions of this area, which the Qur'an pointed out 1,400 years ago, in the last 60 years. If we look inside the skull at the front of the head, we will find the frontal area of the cerebrum. A book entitled Essentials of Anatomy and Physiology, which includes the results of the latest research on the functions of this area, says:The motivation and the foresight to plan and initiate movements occur in the anterior portion of the frontal lobes, the prefrontal area. This is a region of association cortex…It is clear that the statement "the lying, sinful forelock" corresponds to the verse.

2. Everyone, including identical twins, has a unique fingerprint. In other words, people's identities are coded at their fingertips. This coding system may also be compared to the barcode system that is used today. While it is stated in the Qur'an that it is easy for God to bring man back to life after death, peoples' fingerprints are particularly emphasized: (The Qur'an, 75:3-4) - "Yes, We are able to put together in perfect order the very tips of his fingers."

3.From the moment of the big bang, the universe has been constantly expanding at a great speed. Scientists compare the expanding universe to the surface of a balloon that is inflated......In the Qur'an, which was revealed 14 centuries ago at a time when the science of astronomy was still primitive, the expansion of the universe was described like this:"And it is We who have constructed the heaven with might, and verily, it is We who are steadily expanding it." (The Qur'an, 51:47).....The word "heaven", as stated in this verse, is used in various places in the Qur'an with the meaning of space and universe. Here again, the word is used with this meaning. In other words, in the Qur'an it is revealed that the universe "expands". And this is the very conclusion that science has reached today.

4. The above illustration shows the water droplets being released into the air. This is the first stage in the formation of rain. After that, the water droplets in the newly formed clouds will be suspended in the air and then condense to form rain. All of these stages are related in the Qur'an..... (The Qur'an, 30:48)-"It is God Who sends the winds which stir up clouds which He spreads about the sky however He wills. He forms them into dark clumps and you see the rain come pouring out from the middle of them. When He makes it fall on those of His slaves He wills, they rejoice".

5. This illustration shows meteors that are about to crash into the earth. The celestial bodies wandering in space could pose a serious threat to the Earth. Yet, God, He Who creates most perfectly, has made the atmosphere a protective roof. Thanks to this special protection, most meteoroids do not harm the Earth, as they fall to pieces in the atmosphere.. (The Qur'an, 21:32)"We made the sky a preserved and protected roof yet still they turn away from Our Signs.."This attribute of the sky has been proved by scientific research carried out in the 20th century.

6. Today, the relativity of time is a proven scientific fact. This was revealed by Einstein's theory of relativity at the early years of the 20th century. the Qur'an included information about time's being relative!... (The Qur'an, 22:47)-"They ask you to hasten the punishment. God will not break His promise. A day with your Lord is equivalent to a thousand years in the way you count."...... (The Qur'an, 32:5)-"He directs the whole affair from heaven to earth. Then it will again ascend to Him on a Day whose length is a thousand years by the way you measure."...... (The Qur'an, 70:4)-"The angels and the Spirit ascend to Him in a day whose length is fifty thousand years."... (The Qur'an, 23:12)-"He will say, 'How many years did you tarry on the earth?' They will say, 'We tarried there for a day or part of a day. Ask those able to count!' He will say, 'You only tarried there for a little while if you did but know!"

7. While referring to the Sun and the Moon in the Qur'an, it is emphasized that each moves in a definite orbit. "It is He Who created the night and the day, and the sun and the moon. They swim along, each in an orbit. " (The Qur'an, 21:33)It is mentioned in another verse, too, that the Sun is not static but moves in a definite orbit:"And the sun runs to its resting place. That is the decree of the Almighty, the All-Knowing. " (The Qur'an, 37:38)


So I hope this was enough to clear the misconception that Islam is a religion of past and that it prohibits education. So the guy in the bus, or the lady in the Levi’s showroom, or my dear friend and classmate, get this straight I AM NOT GETTING ENGAGED and I AM NOT LEAVING MY STUDIES. Next time don’t stare at me like that (I hate writing such long post, please heed for that sake).

Allah hafiz