Do Not Disturb


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Do Not Disturb

How do you manage your online privacy? Are there certain things you won’t post in certain places? Information you’ll never share online? Or do you assume information about you is accessible anyway?

Between the Two


Take it slow, cautions my brain

Hurry, hurry, hurry, chants my heart

Between the two, I am a mess

So indecisive! That’s me

I let it slide for days on end

When it’s over, and out of my hands

So why do I have a heartache in me?


Baggage Check

We all have complicated histories. When was the last time your past experiences informed a major decision you’ve made?

My Nightmare Begins

I was saying my Isha Prayers before sleeping when my son knocked on the door, and said, “Mom! Please pray for safety as there is a flood, and tornado warning”.

Through out the night there was a merciless torrent of rain beating against the roof, and windows. There was so much noise, I couldn’t sleep. Anyway it’s calm now, and the sun showed its’ face briefly before hiding his face in the watery sky.

Thank God there wasn’t a living nightmare.

Describe the last nightmare you remember having. What do you think it meant?

Fill in the Blank

Three men stepped into a bar ………………They kept drinking till they were badly drunk, and then someone put them in a cab so that they could go home to sleep. Next day they had terrible hangovers. Haha that’s the end.

I don’t know much about bars, except for seeing scenes in movies, or reading about them in books.

Drinking is strictly prohibited in Islam. Ayats (verses) 90-91, Surah (chapter 5) Al Maida from the Quran says:
90. O ye who believe!

Intoxicants and gambling,

(Dedication of) stones,

And (divination by) arrows,

Are an abomination,—

Of Satan’s handiwork:

Eschew such (abomination),

That ye may prosper.
91. Satan’s plan is (but)

To excite enmity and hatred

Between you, with intoxicants

And gambling, and hinder you

From the remembrance

Of God, and from prayer:

Will ye not then abstain?

Fill In the Blank

Three people walk into a bar . . .