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Trump has unfurled hate among his neo- Nazi followers. It’s okay to be a racist, and run down immigrants, Muslims, women, foreigners and poor. 

Son told me early at morn when he came back from the mosque from Fajr prayers, that tomorrow ie  on Friday, the Trump bigots are going to hold a rally in front of the mosque. In case you don’t know that from Friday Zuhr (noon) prayers, a Muslim can’t be exempted from not saying his prayers in the mosque.

It’s obligatory (from religious point of view) on Muslim males to say their five times prayers within a mosque. For females: they can say their prayers at home. Many can’t fulfill this obligation due to various reasons. For example they live far away from a mosque, or because of the timing of their jobs, but keeping away from Friday noon prayer is considered a grave sin.

In Texas you can carry firearms, and these supermacists maybe carrying guns. To a mother’s heart it looks scary, so told Son, “Please keep away from the mosque tomorrow”. Son was aghast at my suggestion.

“How can you tell me not to say my prayers in the mosque?”

I can only hope, and pray that at morning prayer it’s too early for the trouble mongers to assemble there, and at noon Son doesn’t get the time from his job, and is not free to go to say his prayer at the mosque.

My heartfelt prayer is for love and peace to reside in every heart.

Verses 85 and 86 from the Quran. Surah (Chapter) 10 Yunus:

فَقَالُوا عَلَى اللَّهِ تَوَكَّلْنَا رَبَّنَا لَا تَجْعَلْنَا فِتْنَةً لِلْقَوْمِ الظَّالِمِينَ  ﴿٨٥﴾؅

وَنَجِّنَا بِرَحْمَتِكَ مِنَ الْقَوْمِ الْكَافِرِينَ  ﴿٨٦


So they said, “Upon Allah we rely. Our Lord make us not (objects of) trial for the wrong doing people.

And save us by your Mercy from the disbelieving people”.




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Living With A Lizard

I dislike lizards bordering on vengeance. They are so creepy, and hideous. If they didn’t try to get inside the house, I wouldn’t have disliked them that much. Somehow they find their way in.

When my husband R was alive, at least I could count on him to get rid of them. Now that I live alone, I get heart attacks every time I see one, especially when I am chasing it with a broom, and it gets entangled with my foot. I make  so much noise like someone is about to murder me. I won’t like my neighbors to hear me shrieking, but that’s what I do.

Why can’t they stay outside? With colder months coming they hide near doorways, and get inside the minute you open the door. Once they hide inside they are difficult to find except when you see them on the roof. It’s a heart stopping moment.