Archive for September, 2007
Looking forward to Ramadan
The things I want to work on in Ramadan are the internet and my love of all things Bollywood. I spend way too much time on the internet and watching Bollywood movies. It’s really bad. I could spend much of that time reading more about the deen or *gasp* the Qur’an. So this is definitely something I want to work on. I also need to buy food. Insha’Allah, today I will buy some cereals with a lot of fiber as well as some good, nutritious food for iftar.
Well, that’s all for now.
Oh, I will be sure to work on my tag soon
Salaam,
MM
Looking forward to Ramadan
The things I want to work on in Ramadan are the internet and my love of all things Bollywood. I spend way too much time on the internet and watching Bollywood movies. It’s really bad. I could spend much of that time reading more about the deen or *gasp* the Qur’an. So this is definitely something I want to work on. I also need to buy food. Insha’Allah, today I will buy some cereals with a lot of fiber as well as some good, nutritious food for iftar.
Well, that’s all for now.
Oh, I will be sure to work on my tag soon
Salaam,
MM
Since my last post, I’ve become super pissed (for lack of a better word) at the world. I always feel isolated but this past weekend up to today, the isolation has increased ten fold. Maybe I’m too sensitive. I don’t know. All I know is that my feelings are still around and they’re not going anywhere.
I went to my husband’s job and one of his co-workers made this comment to me. It was in Arabic so I couldn’t understand it. Right now, my Arabic is still on a very basic level. Anyway, my husband translated it for me and he basically said that now men and women are equal and that it didn’t use to be that way. That in the Qur’an, men and women weren’t equal. I don’t know why but it took awhile for the statement to actually hit me. I’m still mad because I couldn’t say anything to him. I’m so tired of some Muslim men just thinking that patriarchy and male domainance are sanctioned by God.
The same day I went to the bookstore and saw this stupid book on how to counter activists. The authors of the book said the book was for anyone who is “anti-activist”. I told my husband that is the dumbest thing to ever be. I mean can we honestly afford to be “anti-activist”? That’s basically saying “Hey, for all the minorities out there, for all the people being oppressed, screw you! You need to shut up and accept your cards.” I was really disgusted by it. To put the icing on the cake, I saw this racist cartoon being played in a sneaker store in the mall. No one even batted an eye. I guess what really disappointed me was that I was the only one who actually noticed all of this, who was actually upset. I just don’t get it. I don’t understand how people can be so oblivious, so pacified.
I guess I was holding all these feelings and some others inside of me. I was talking to my mother on the phone about my college experience. Without going into a lot of personal details, my college experience has not been the most pleasant one. I’m currently a transfer at Case but I went to CCP and Colgate before ending up here. I finally discussed the disappointment of it all. Even at Case, I’ve been disappointed. I mean I like my classes but I haven’t made any friends. Also, I’m encountering the same issue which I encountered at Colgate, which is the lack of people like me. At least at Colgate, I basically knew the network of black students and Muslim students. At Case, I feel so alone most of the time. I go to class, work and home, just to repeat it all over again. I get tired of it. I’m just tired of school and tired of being alone. I know you’re thinking, well go to clubs, meetings, etc. I admit that I haven’t done much with the blact student association on campus. As far as the MSA goes, I feel like a fish out of water. I went to a few functions last year and I just wasn’t feeling it. I’m pretty certain it was because I’m a working class black girl and just about every other Muslim student at Case is an upper/middle class student from Arab, Indian/Pakistani, Bangladeshi, or Iranian background. As much as I try to be comfortable, I always feel this wedge whenever I talk to them. I can’t explain it. It’s just there. *sigh* So after, I got off teh phone with my umm, I cried. No, I sobbed terribly. I didn’t even go to class today. I was disgusted with Case, disgusted with myself, and just disgusted with humanity. I don’t feel like being with anyone.
Since my last post, I’ve become super pissed (for lack of a better word) at the world. I always feel isolated but this past weekend up to today, the isolation has increased ten fold. Maybe I’m too sensitive. I don’t know. All I know is that my feelings are still around and they’re not going anywhere.
I went to my husband’s job and one of his co-workers made this comment to me. It was in Arabic so I couldn’t understand it. Right now, my Arabic is still on a very basic level. Anyway, my husband translated it for me and he basically said that now men and women are equal and that it didn’t use to be that way. That in the Qur’an, men and women weren’t equal. I don’t know why but it took awhile for the statement to actually hit me. I’m still mad because I couldn’t say anything to him. I’m so tired of some Muslim men just thinking that patriarchy and male domainance are sanctioned by God.
The same day I went to the bookstore and saw this stupid book on how to counter activists. The authors of the book said the book was for anyone who is “anti-activist”. I told my husband that is the dumbest thing to ever be. I mean can we honestly afford to be “anti-activist”? That’s basically saying “Hey, for all the minorities out there, for all the people being oppressed, screw you! You need to shut up and accept your cards.” I was really disgusted by it. To put the icing on the cake, I saw this racist cartoon being played in a sneaker store in the mall. No one even batted an eye. I guess what really disappointed me was that I was the only one who actually noticed all of this, who was actually upset. I just don’t get it. I don’t understand how people can be so oblivious, so pacified.
I guess I was holding all these feelings and some others inside of me. I was talking to my mother on the phone about my college experience. Without going into a lot of personal details, my college experience has not been the most pleasant one. I’m currently a transfer at Case but I went to CCP and Colgate before ending up here. I finally discussed the disappointment of it all. Even at Case, I’ve been disappointed. I mean I like my classes but I haven’t made any friends. Also, I’m encountering the same issue which I encountered at Colgate, which is the lack of people like me. At least at Colgate, I basically knew the network of black students and Muslim students. At Case, I feel so alone most of the time. I go to class, work and home, just to repeat it all over again. I get tired of it. I’m just tired of school and tired of being alone. I know you’re thinking, well go to clubs, meetings, etc. I admit that I haven’t done much with the blact student association on campus. As far as the MSA goes, I feel like a fish out of water. I went to a few functions last year and I just wasn’t feeling it. I’m pretty certain it was because I’m a working class black girl and just about every other Muslim student at Case is an upper/middle class student from Arab, Indian/Pakistani, Bangladeshi, or Iranian background. As much as I try to be comfortable, I always feel this wedge whenever I talk to them. I can’t explain it. It’s just there. *sigh* So after, I got off teh phone with my umm, I cried. No, I sobbed terribly. I didn’t even go to class today. I was disgusted with Case, disgusted with myself, and just disgusted with humanity. I don’t feel like being with anyone.