Tales of a Solitary Soul

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

An Open Letter

I was there when you were just a kid who couldn't even tie his shoes. Remember the time when you weren't sure of anything?

So you met a few people and did some minor things. You really think that gives you the right to philosophize about life as if you've seen everything. You've started to talk too much; your ideas about this and that, speaking as if you've earned a Ph. D. in those topics. Just shut up!

You tasted a hint of success in the last few years and believed that it was all well-earned? Are you really that ignorant that you believe your pathetic actions have actually led somewhere? You think all the marks and jobs that you get are actually due to your hard work?

You're proud of your so called 'Islamic work' but how many night prayers have you prayed lately? Is your Asr prayer always at the earliest possible time or you've managed to use assignments and labs as an excuse? When was the last time you bought your parents something nice just for the sake of it? How consistent are in your charity? Anybody can donate when they have tons but you know what differentiates the goods from the greats?

Those who give when they barely have anything for themselves!

And another thing, remember how Abu Bakr (ra), the leader of the entire ummah, would help a blind old lady and not a single soul knew about it until Umar (ra) secretly followed him that one early morning? Perhaps you should implement some of that secrecy in your actions for Allah (swt) truly knows your intentions no matter how much you fool yourself.

You've fallen behind but it's still not too late. Quit getting involved in vain arguements and thank Allah (swt) for all that you've been given.

Read the Quran and not just the Arabic text. Take the time to comprehend the meanings; read the tafsir so you don't just make your own judgements based on whims and desire. Pray as many sunnahs as you can; avoid useless talk; avoid useless talk; avoid useless talk.

Faraz, there's still hope. Act while you can.

Your conscience


Faraz Ahmed 11:13 p.m. | 5 comments |

Sunday, January 29, 2006

Action Hero

1.00 am - Unable to sleep partly because of some studying and also because Pakistan is getting thrashed in the series decider against India. I ask you, which team loses THREE wickets in the first over and has the scoreline 0/3?!?!

1.25 am -
Well, so much for studying as I start browsing through blog rolls for interesting articles and just my luck! I've found one that seems to be written by an above average chimp (also known as extreme right wing conservatives).

The title reminds me of an action movie like the times you're sitting through the previews and one of them depicts Arnold Schwarznegger runnining around expolding random things with a loud voice that proclaims in the end:

Arnold the Avenger
Watch him as he kills a commie for his mommie!

Well, as much as we hate to admit it, we're a society of slogans. CNN's catchy headline of "War on Terror" after the invasion of Afghanistan was so well liked that it's commonly used by the media around the world. Let's not forget the grand-daddy of all slogans -- Just Do It. What the heck does it even mean and how exactly does it convince people to buy shoes?

But hey, everyone remembers it right? And I'm no psychologist but a safe bet would be that such gimmicks do pay off in the long run otherwise billion dollar companies such as NIKE wouldn't bother with it.

Back to the story. For those too lazy to click on the link and read the article, this is the title:

Reign of the Radicals
One man fights to take back his mosque from Islamists.

Sounds exciting eh?

Forget what's in the rest of the article, the title itself is worth publishing. But on a second thought, let's see what this flick is all about. Selective reading and all, it sounds like a flop but there are some interesting moments.

Mr. Najib is not the only moderate Muslim fighting Islamic fundamentalists, but the ones he is up against at his suburban Chicago mosque are considered to be among the most radical in the nation.
From the opening lines, we can safely establish that 'Mr. Najib' is the action hero of this blockbuster and he's not just up against your garden variety bad guys; oh no, he's going to be fighting the best of the worst!

Some more selective reading leads to another interesting line.
The older, more moderate Muslims--whose men were clean-shaven and whose women wore short sleeves and no hijabs--handed over control of the mosque to the principal fund raisers.
Well, it's nice to have a definition for moderate muslims after all -- clean shaven you say? So, in other words, I'm a 'moderate' on mondayz but the time friday rolls around, my 'fundamentalist' side has overtaken me; kind of like the wolfman except that he got facial hair every full moon.

OK, lets see what else is there. Something about funnelling money, I see the words Palestine and Hamas, somehow Wahabbism and Taliban have been mentioned in the same sentence......aha, there we go:
An estimated 2,000 people attend Friday prayers, a 20-fold increase from 1983.
An increase of 20-fold! Perhaps those Christian preachers can take a tip or two to attract more parishioners.
The ever-expanding contingent of mosque-goers appears to consist largely of fundamentalists in sync with the leadership's worldview, which seeks a return to "pure Islam" and preaches withdrawal from secular society. By Mr. Najib's count, the overwhelming majority of men at the mosque have religious beards and almost every woman is covered from head-to-toe.
Ooh, this development doesn't bode too well for our action hero. He seems to be losing the battle and very spectacularly too, if I dare say so; very un-Arnold like. Men with beards and women covered modestly and that too in a mosque!

By God, I suggest that our hero stands at the front door with a razor and shaving cream in his hand to cut all those 'fundamentalists' down to size. Perhaps also hand out a $25 voucher of Paris Hilton's latest clothing line to the women entering the mosque.

Seems like there will a sequel to this as the problem has still not been solved. But wait, the ending credits say:
(About the director) Mr. Mowbray is working on a book about the struggle for the heart of Islam in America.
Forget part 2, this looks like an ongoing series kind of like James Bond or Batman. In that case, stay tuned!

2.00 am -
Hmm, lets see what else is on. Hey, Pakistan is fighting back of sorts. From 0/3 to 200/7. It could be worse.
Faraz Ahmed 2:05 a.m. | 2 comments |

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Rise of a Superpower

China is widely touted as the next superpower with its explosive economy growing at a rate of 10% per year and a large yet skilled population. CBC had a documentary titled China: Rise of a Superpower than ran last Sunday which I happen to miss.

I wondered how the Chinse must feel in line to be the top dog. Being Muslim, I'm more used to watching documentaries on us revolving around terror, violence, spread of 'fundamental' Islam (whatever that means), and other such lovely topics; some rightly so while others are a direct attempt at spreading hate and fear mongering.

It is certainly to China's credit and an example to the world that capitalism, no matter how much Adam Smith would have you believe, is not the only way of achieving economic prosperity for nations. If the entire world were to copy the American way of living, fueled by a concept of individual greed, only Allah (swt) knows how many 'earths' would be necessary to maintain such lifestyles. As the massive Chinese and Indian populations begin to move out of poverty, there is already fierce competition over oil, the lifeline of today's economy.

So while the Muslims were busy trying on different dresses without bothering to notice how ridiculous they look, the Chinese made their attire fashionable. While originality had taken us to the apex of human society, our change in taste has led to the current state of failure.

The French revolution, today celebrated as the Batille Day, marks the occasion when a large mob discontent with the monarchist system stormed the fortress of Bastille to form a new nation in 1792. The Russian revolution was a direct result of the dissatisfaction of the serfs with the rule of the czar and provided an opporunity for Lenin to take control.

The underlying theme if anyone noticed is that change only occurs when ordinary people demand so. Unless the masses are willing to accept the framework that is setup, be it the Islamic system or socialism or communism or whatever -ism you can come up with, it will sooner or later be rejected.

Sorry to burst any bubbles, but the revival of the ummah is not going to happen overnight. Until its 1.2 billion adherents move out of the inferiority complex masquerading around as 'westernization,' imposition of Sharia'h or establishing the Caliphate is useless. Instead of working top to bottom as is generally the norm, the best solution is bringing change at the grassroots level which undeniably will affect the whole system.

It certainly can be quite depressing to think that we might not see the rise of the ummah as a global power that spreads justice and equality in our lifetimes but that doesn't mean we can't play the most crucial role.

Upon the victory of Mecca by the Muslims, the tribes that had not taken side regretted not joining the Muslim ranks much earlier for their reward would be far less than those who struggled in Allah's (swt) path while the whole of Arabia was against them.

The wheels are already in motion with victories of Muslim parties that want to strive for the deen and the dunya in a just manner; the race is on, it's just a matter of whether we're willing participants or mere spectators.
Faraz Ahmed 5:55 p.m. | 1 comments |

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Five Minutes of Spotlight

After three years of serious number crunching, I've begun to somewhat 'appreciate' courses titled Transport Phenomenon of Liquid Processes and Simulation of Process Dynamic Modelling. Yet even after taking such 'lovely and inspiring' classes, lately, a part of me wishes to takes something from the arts before my time is up.

I realize my writings are just a nonsecial collection of random gibberish at best but does that mean I'm to be court ordered not to come within 15 feet of a history/political science class? While I'm the first to admit that us engineers don't even possess the literary skills of a twelve year old English girl, that should be no reason to force us in classes where the numeral code displaces English as the primary means of communications.

Does a lack of social skills on our collective selves mean that we become social outcasts. I ask you, if you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?

A class I currently attend is to sharpen our public speaking skills and is actually a part of the Engineering degree. The class works by calling up each student to the front and giving him/her a random topic pulled out of a hat. We are then given two minutes to think and then required to speak on it for another two minutes.

In about two weeks time, we're mandated to talk for five minutes on a subject of our interest. Instead of speaking about something useless like 'My favorite Vacation,' perhaps I can take this opportunity to present an intellectual issue based on facts. The usual culprits passed through my mind: Palestinian conflict, media bias, genocides and us, World War II, ruins of Petra......

I want something that's different yet exciting; bold yet fascinating; captivating yet simple.
Any suggestions are more than welcome.
Faraz Ahmed 8:51 p.m. | 2 comments |

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

It's time to graduate to the next level.

Cruel life waits for no one.
Faraz Ahmed 10:10 p.m. | 4 comments |

Sunday, January 22, 2006

For those who understand Urdu: Aadat

For the rest: Desert Rose
Faraz Ahmed 8:36 p.m. | 7 comments |

Losing Sleep

Job hunt for my last workterm has begun. Unlike other faculties, engineering co-op doesn't guarantee work. The process works like any other where only if the employer deems you capable enough, you will be called for an interview.

More so this time than any other, I'm not too worried about my job situation and not because I think of myself to be a prize catch in the job market. I tend to surprise people because for someone who is 'close' to graudation (2 years), my 'career-concern' meter seems to be on the 'not-care-much' mode. Why?

Because I've made a deal. As long as I look after my deen, I'm assured that my dunya will be taken care of. It's another story that often times, I tend to forget about my end of the bargain and am left swimming with sharks with straight As and top notch experience.

So instead of losing sleep over the type of job I'll work in the summer, I stay awake scared not being able to meet my obligations towards Allah (swt). Don't get me wrong, I'm not being all humble I-pray-all-night-and-still-scared like others.

There is no rest for the mu'minoon and I'm the hare that is still sleeping. Often, I tend to fall into a false sense of security because the little I do provides a feeling of grand accomplishments. My dad once mentioned to 'look up to those who have more piety so you always aim higher in religion and in matters of worldly goods, compare yourself to those with less wealth so you're satisfied with your possessions.'

A few years back, sitting against the side walls of Markuz-ul-Islam during Ramadan, a scholar from India mentioned that in order to get to jannah on the Day of Judgement, we'll be competing against persons whom spoke the Quran for decades meaning any word they uttered was the statement of Allah (swt); people who have memorized the seerah to the extent that they know the entire lineage of the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him).

Others who didn't miss a SINGLE prayer ther entire lives; people like Imam Hanifa who prayed fajr with the same wudu that he made for isha for over twenty years (implying he stayed up all night supplicating).

With competition like that, do you begin to understand why I lose sleep over my deen instead of my dunya?

[PS. on this note, time to read the Quran]
Faraz Ahmed 11:29 a.m. | 5 comments |

Friday, January 20, 2006

I was going to write on a different topic but after doing some research, decided to reveal some interesting facts. If the word 'elections' brings the same look on your face as if asked to give an opinion about the 'Estimation of Thermophysical Properties of Athabasca Vacuum Resid using a Group Contribution Based Equation of State,' then this post is going to be a real bore. If you live in the Millwoods riding, it might be beneficial to keep reading.

It's common knowledge that immigrants tend to vote for Liberals because they're the party that brought them into the country. I believe there is another reason for such a pattern.

For those who follow American politics, you'd realize that elections are won based on the domestic issues and not foreign policy; kind of ironic methinks consideirng US actions greatly effect the world. This is why George Bush Sr. lost power in 1992 even though he whopped Saddam Hussein the year before in the first Gulf War. The US economy at the time was reeling and thus the voters lost confidence in him even though he had secured a commanding war victory.

It's common to brand Americans as 'fools' because they elected George Bush Jr. back to office even though he created a mess on the international stage and proved to the rest of the world that an intelligent chimp with a bow tie can do a better job. But thanks to the events of September 11 and an atmosphere of fear, it led to his re-election.

Your average Canadian tends to pay more attention to Canada's role internationally but the segment of the population that has a strong connection to other countries tend to be the immigrants for whom the foreign policy is of utmost importance.

Don't worry guyz, I'm getting to the point of my little story.

The Conservatives, formerly known as the Canadian Reform Alliance Party or C.R.A.P., are well known to be American cronies and support the 'war on terror.' If it was upto them, we'd be a proud member of the infamous 'coalition of the idiots.' They also want to join the Americans on the STAR WARS program, an ambitious project that seeks to militarize space in order to stop incoming missiles to North America.

As much as I dislike the Liberal's culture of corruption and NDP's overspending policies, Conservative's foreign policy is to dethrone Tony Blair as Bush's lapdog. I rather have people in the government stealing millions of dollars than have Canadian soldiers put their lives at risk in a wrong war that includes killing of innocent civilians (nicely put as collateral damage).

I believe most of my blog readers would also not vote Conservatives (i could be wrong). I began to tilt towards the NDP because of a former respected teacher, Malcolm Azania, joining their ranks and their support of the Maher Arar case.

As much as I would like to see NDP as the majority government, I don't want the Conservatives in power. Many muslims have also started to tilt towards the NDP but we have to learn to vote 'smart.' There is no point voting for NDP in a riding that is clearly a two-horse race between the Conservatives and Liberals.

Liberals won the Millwoods riding in the last elections by a meagre 1.5% votes (15813 vs. 15237 courtesy of Elections Canada). The NDP were a distant third with 3651 votes. All signs point to another close finish so all those in the Millwoods riding who were thinking about voting NDP, you might want to think again. They are very unlikely to win but a switch on your part might mean a victory for the Conservatives and us moving one step closer to sending Canadian troops to fight in foreign wars turning us into a potential terror target.
Faraz Ahmed 9:34 p.m. | 0 comments |

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Like Chocolate?

Much has been made of the remarks by the Iranian President, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, about relocating Israel to Europe. As valid as his argument might have been before the creation of Israel on the dead bodies of Palestinians, asking two generations of Jews to leave Israel would be in an injustice too.

In a move that defies common sense, Iranian Foreign Ministry has decided to hold a conference to debate the ‘scientific merits’ of the Holocaust. It does make you think what kind of impotent people are in the foreign ministry when their primary concern is sorting historical events than focusing on the country’s tarnished reputation?

As if taking a cue, the mayor of New Orleans decided to show the world that idiocy is not restricted to a certain country, race, or religion. He made the following remarks when asked about the racial makeup of the city after Hurricane Katrina:

"I don't care what people are saying Uptown or wherever they are. This city will be chocolate at the end of the day. This city will be a majority African-American city. It's the way God wants it to be."


When given a chance to clarify, he decided to further prove his stupidity:

"How do you make chocolate? You take dark chocolate, you mix it with white milk, and it becomes a delicious drink. That is the chocolate I am talking about."

Call me old fashioned but I think it's only courteous that Ahmadinejad should put in a 'thank-you call' to the mayor for taking the spotlight off him.

But then again, what kind of a debate would be complete without the most notorious one of them all, Pat Robertson. For those unfamiliar, he is the leader of evangelical Christians and formerly served as an advisor to Bush. After taking jabs at the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) some time ago and then calling for an assassination of Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez, he now focused his attention on Ariel Sharon, claiming the heart attack was a punishment from God for vacating the West Bank.

I just have one question: The time he spent with Bush, who influenced whom?

Faraz Ahmed 8:56 p.m. | 2 comments |

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Saagar
Faraz Ahmed 10:03 p.m. | 0 comments |
While trying my best to fall asleep, a phone call from the Canadian Red Cross woke me up. The lady and I actually struck a good conversation about the international relief efforts that have taken place recently and she happen to mention some interesting facts:

Amount of money raised for the tsunami: $300 million
Amount of money raised for Katrina: $38 million
Amount of money raised for Pakistan earthquake: $3.5 million (no, it's not a typo)

Lady: Well sir, you can potentially get your kids involved in one of our community activities.
Faraz: Kids?? Uhh....I'm not sure how old you imagine me to be but I'm only 21 and a student.
Lady: Oh really!! Well, you sound very mature so I assumed you were older.
Faraz: *note to self: start talking more slang otherwise the kids at the masjid will start calling me 'uncle' next*
Lady: In that case, perhaps you have young nephews and neices that can take get invovled?
Faraz: I don't have any relatives in Canada. They're all in Pakistan.
Lady: Oh my!!
Faraz: But I think there are kids in our family friends that I can substitute as 'nephews' and 'neices'.......

Next time, it might be simpler to pretend to have kids of my own.
Faraz Ahmed 9:21 p.m. | 0 comments |

Monday, January 16, 2006

Just spent the last few hours planning. For what?

Anything and everything.

One year forecast for the finances.
One year forecast for the spiritual side.
One year forecast for Islamic work.
One year forecast for sports.
One year forecast for siblings.
One year forecast for school.
One year forecast for ********.
One year forecast for parents (still have to finish).
"Our Lord! grant us good in this world and good in the hereafter, and save us from the chastisement of the fire." (al-baqaraah v:201)
Faraz Ahmed 12:01 a.m. | 5 comments |

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Cross Section

I've been dealing with some heavy subjects on the blog as of late so figured it was a good time to lighten up the mood.

This piece had actually been written with ample time in Calgary except that it didn't pass the censor board at the time and was relegated to being stored in the archives. But now it finds its way to the spotlight and hopefully everyone enjoys it.
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For all those who ever wondered what it means when the media refers to the Islamic World, you’re about to find out. This post was inspired by my favorite Muslim blogger.

DISCLAIMER: When I talk about specific countries or races, I refer to their governments and not the people because good and bad persons exist everywhere though we seem to have had more than our share of lunatics running the government.

So without further adieu, I present to you a cross section of the Muslim world:

*trumpet sounds with red carpets being rolled out*

F is for Arab Countries

A special National Geographic team sent to the Middle East to determine who exactly constitutes an Arab came back even more confused than before they had left.

So who are these A-rabs?

Think of them as the Ottawa Senators of the yesteryears. What do I mean by that?

Well, they started off at the bottom of the barrel with no hope. One blunder after another became a blessing in disguise when they won the draft lottery and thanks to some meticulous planning combined with far-sighted thinking, managed to develop a great team. That is until they hit the playoffs in which they crashed and burnt faster than the claims of WMDs in Iraq.

For my cricket fans, following analogy might make more sense. They were like the South Africans, off the radar screen from the international scene for decades, exploded on to the scene during the ‘92 World Cup and lost unfairly in the semi-finals. Took the cricket world by storm becoming the model for every team with more players than cricketers only to become involved in the infamous match-fixing scandal and now reduced to securing surprise victories from time to time.

For the soccer lovers, think of them as the Greek team. Spectacular defense and commitment to organized play meant they came out of nowhere to surprise everyone and win the Euro 2004. Down side being that success got to their heads resulting in not even qualifying for the upcoming World Cup. Now they sit in oblivion, wallowing over past glory.

For people who can’t differentiate between Wayne Gretzky and Michael Jordan, think of them as the hare that went to sleep because he was comfortably ahead in the rat race; except that it hasn’t woken up yet.

With a penchant for ‘fight-first-think-later’ attitude, there was a time when the immense natural wealth was a beacon of hope. But the attitude of partying like in the Playboy mansion coupled with losing heavily lopsided wars to underdogs and superiors alike (US and Israel anyone?), now seem to be contemplating the next course of action.


They imagine themselves to be the centre of the universe, kind of like the Americans; twisted irony methinks. One-for-one and none-for-all motto had led to incredible individual achievements around the world but infighting has led to them sinking faster than the Titanic.

Led by rulers such as Mohammar “I make stupid fashion statements” Gaddafi, Anwar “I like losing wars” Sadaat, Hosni “I will rule till I die” Mubarak, King “I can barely speak my country’s language” Abdullah of Jordan, and last but not least, King “I loves My Oil” Fahad of Saudi Arabia, it’s no wonder that the hole keeps getting deeper and deeper.

D is for Pakistan

Who are these Pakistanis??

Well children, thinking of themselves as the saviors of the Muslim world, they have managed to get involved in every quagmire only to realize they can’t even solve their own problems.

With a language loaded with heavy Arabic-Persian influence and a culture that is ironically close to their arch rivals, they seem to be in limbo on what to do. Well, if this trio wasn’t having enough fun, in comes the saddle-loving cowboy from the land Columbus declared to be their sworn enemy. You can imagine how confused the Pakistanis must have been finding out they fought three wars against a nation that was half way across the world from them.

Follow me? Good.

Squabble over a useless piece of land with a country that sorely tries to convince itself of being secularist, both of them are going down the drain, only that someone forgot to mention that it leads to a sewer.

So in the end they tried to imitate everyone and anyone, only to go crazy and develop the nuclear bomb to garner some attention and a sense of definition for their existence.

C is for Iran

Oh yes, the beloved Persians.

Always threatening to blow up everything and anything in sight, they seem to float in and out of the realms of sanity. Like a teenager who refuses to grow up, they lash out in an original way each time. And not to mention their fondness for revolutionary change – kind of like the Russians and the French but unlike the Canadians.

Not like the French in the sense that they go hiding in the Eiffel Tower every time an army of farmers with pitchforks threatens them but because they both give off this ‘arteest’ image; Iranians being the poor starving cousin at the family reunions.

Like the Russians because they both want to control their populations with iron fists except that the Ayatollah makes for a far more scarier leader with a black turban and the monster size posters on streets than what Putin manages with his bald head.

B is for Turkey

The original bad boys of the Muslim world made the stupid mistake of taking the helm of a sinking ship and then decided to drill a couple of extra holes on the deck to hasten the process. Once in the water, managed to stay afloat unlike their Arab counterparts and now sorely want to come aboard the luxury cruise liner also known as the European Union.

The sad part being that the snobs on the cruise line have asked them to dance to their tunes like a well-trained monkey and they happily obliged. Well, whether they make it to the luxury deck or not, at least they have a few dance tricks to impress other countries with at the family reunion (the same one that the Persians attend).

A is for Malaysia

Now my favorite, the Malaysians. Don’t ever recall meeting one but if they’re all like ex-president Mahathir, then I’m impressed already. They’re like that one person in the mosque who is always there in the first row isha’a and fajr with a noor-filled face. He possesses immense knowledge and wisdom but is often drowned out by his I-like-to-talk-because-I-have-a-loud-voice colleague.

With emphasis on economic development, preservation of human rights and a banking system compatible with Islamic Law (ie. no interest), they have managed to become a beacon of light in this storm for the rest to follow.

Sadly, they don’t get any respect at the reunion; the same one which the Persians pretend to be too cool to care about, Pakistanis try too hard to fit in while the Arab countries run around in circles like headless chickens.

My poor friends Afghanis who seem to be getting bombed even farther back than the stone ages every couple of decades. They’re like the person who seems to have all the bad luck and combined with a nasty hair day, makes for the poor soul on the bus that everyone pretends doesn’t exist.

I feel for the Bosnians and the Chechnyans, as they got massacred before even realizing what hit them. Always forgotten and never mentioned, remain one of the most intriguing sets of people to learn about.

The Bangladeshis are too busy dealing with the never ending monsoon season that floods the whole country, turning it into Venice of the poor man.

All in all, their gatherings make for interesting family reunions!
Faraz Ahmed 9:07 a.m. | 6 comments |

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Finally managed to setup wireless internet in the house, just when I was about to give up on it. After hours of fiddling with ADVANCED NETWORK CONTROLS, it turns out all I had to do was turn the modem off for a minute and then start it back up again....VOILA!

My Sister: Are we going to see you at all now that you don't have to leave your room to use the internet?
Faraz: Hmm....probably not. Just leave a plate of food by the door twice a day.

On a different note, tonight starts the cricket series between India-Pakistan. What, you ask is the big deal?

Imagine Palestine and Israeli play a series of soccer games in Jerusalem.....get the idea? OK, I exaggerate a tad bit because I'll probably be watching the game with both India and Pakistan supporters, albeit seated on different couches.

For all the animosity that might exist between the two countries, outside the sub-continent, people of both nations tend to look out for each other. There are still differing opinions but you learn to respect that and move on to more important issues.
Faraz Ahmed 6:11 p.m. | 2 comments |

Monday, January 09, 2006

I always thought of ETLC (aka the Engineering building) as my second home on account of spending many hours there so it felt good to be back in familiar surroundings.

Originally scheduled to graduate in April '07, I'm heavily leaning towards extending my stay one more term so graduation occurs in December '07. Why the delay?

Thanks to co-op, for the past three years, I've either been working or studying with no breaks. After the work experiences, I've begun to realize that certain things can only be accomplished while in school like being able to take extended periods of time off. Unless a person runs his own business, 3-4 weeks is the lenghtiest vacation time most companies offer to their employees. Thus graduating in December provides me with four months of summer during which I don't have co-op or school.

The plans for that four months are somewhat sketchy as of now but depending on how much cash I have in hand, I'd like to travel. To where, you ask?

I'd like to go for Umrah as Hajj would fall after summer but the trip would be more than just a quick stopover. Maybe go around Makkah and Madina to have the honor of walking on the same ground that the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) once did.

Then perhaps, visit my extended family in Pakistan because many relatives of mine are very old now and it would be nice to see them one last time if Allah (swt) decides to take their lives before my next visit (for those unaware, all of my parent's siblings are in Pakistan meaning I have no relatives here).

Lastly, take a quick trip through Europe to see centuries old stone cities in Italy, roam through the lush Parisian suburbs, wander in the Greek cultural markets like a merchant without a cause, pray in the magnificent 15th century Spanish mosque.........simply feel like an insignificant speck in this endless world that I'll leave one day for the better insha Allah.

In order for any of this to happen, it's critical that I find a job during my 8-month workterm coming up. According to some of my preliminary calculations, the workterm should provide me with enough funds to carry out all of the above mentioned adventures.

Now this is where things get interesting! If it was simply a matter of finding a job, it would not be a problem. But because I want to stay in Edmonton from now on till the time I graduate, it makes the prospect that much difficult.

These are just some of the goals that I've laid out for myself over the next two years while others can't be mentioned on blogs for the world to read.

There are a lot of 'ifs' and 'buts' requiring numerous puzzles pieces to fall perfectly into place for even half of my goals to be accomplished. I have one simple philosophy that I live by:

You have to believe that if life decisions are made for the right reasons, which for the mu'minoon should be to increase their iman and uphold their deen, then either Allah (swt) will ensure that those goals are achieved or you attain something much better instead.

As long as your end of the bargain is held up, Allah (swt) will give you respect and honor in this
dunya and the aakhira for this is not a promise made by Faraz but by the One that will 'not fail to perform His promise' (baqaraah v: 80).

What's my motivation?

I want to change the world...........even if it means going one person at a time.
You think I dream, but what you don't realize is I believe!
Faraz Ahmed 6:08 p.m. | 5 comments |

Sunday, January 08, 2006

With Ariel Sharon apparently on his deathbed, the man has had enough impact to warrant a word or two. Don't speak ill of the dead they say so it's a good thing this post goes up while I still have time.

The
Butcher of Beirut as he was famously known is now being described as a man of peace by Bush. While we're at it, let's just give the Nobel Peace Prize to bin Laden.

Why such a lovely nickname?

Well kids, it was the early 80s. Michael Jackson was just beginning to plant his feet in the world of music, Muhammad Ali had been knocked out cold by a man whose name no one remembers, and leather jackets were the latest fashion trend. Meanwhile, the Palestinian-Israeli conflict was not much different from where it is now.

Sharon was then the defence minister with a part of Lebanon occupied in the name of battling terrorism. Not sure how many 'terrorists' they killed but ended up butchering the entire population of two Palestinian refugee camps inside the Lebanese border. And we haven't even talked about his acts after taking over the leadership of the country.

Now before I start getting angry 'anonymous' comments, do yourselves a favor and look up
Elie Hobeika, an Israeli ex-commander who after agreeing to provide evidence to the International Court of Justice in Brussels against Sharon for the 1982 massacres was 'mysteriously' murdered in a car bombing. If still not satisfied, try to locate the report of the Israeli Kahan commission of inquiry into this matter which found him 'personally responsible.'

Coming from a generation that survived the holocaust, the man must have had steels of nerve to do what he did. Irrespective of which religion a person believes in, they should be downright scared to meet their creator after such atrocities. Ironically, he probably imagines to have escaped; I'd pay my life savings to see the look on his face when......
Faraz Ahmed 11:21 p.m. | 1 comments |

Friday, January 06, 2006

A Small Sample

In attempt to get literature reading back on track, I signed out The Alchemist from the library only to discover a poor translation. The cover said 'first english edition' and it certainly showed. So now it sits in my sister's room, whom after reading half the book declared it to be 'boring.' Her opinion doesn't count for much though for she only looks for action combined with twists and turns, ala The Da Vinci Code.

As much as I enjoyed the book while reading, it's not to the kind to leave deep impressions. Perhaps the controversial storyline and a suspenseful plot overshadowed its deeper aspects that tend to determine a book's worth. Take 100 Years of Solitude for example, the recurring names of the characters apart from confusing the readers signified the similar personality traits that all of them carried. That book was filled with so much symbolism that it became too overwhelming by the time I reached the end.

That's another thing. For some reason, I have a deep fascination for translated works with my favorite book being The Outsider by Albert Camus (not to be confused with The Outsiders). A close second is the Chronicles of a Death Foretold by Marquez. His latest work recently came out, an autobiography of sorts from what I hear.

Why the fascination? Perhaps it's the exotic settings of far away lands that transport me to a different world, a place so unlike ours that they only exist in books. It would certainly explain my liking to National Geographic, which contrary to popular opinion should not be classified as a scientific magazine. It's scientific content is actually quite toned down but I prefer it that way. The magic of the magazine lies in showing the lives of the nomadic seamen that have lived on boats for centuries off the coast of Thailand or the desert bedouins that more resemble their 10th century tribesmen or the ruins of the once proud Mayan civilization that ruled much of Central America eons ago.

It's getting more difficult to keep up the reading with added responsibilities that only seem to increase with no end in sight. In my first couple years at university, I quit reading, playing sports, or anything that wasn't related to engineering. The faculty has a way of dictating our lives and I let it win until the day I realized that there always will be an excuse.

I learnt there's more to life than my career; much much more...........all I want is a small sample until I attain the true prize insha Allah.
Faraz Ahmed 11:50 p.m. | 2 comments |

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Routine

When I was young (not that I'm old now), an uncle of mine had once mentioned that we are 'creatures of routine.' Didn't really mean much at the time for my biggest concerns then were not missing cartoons but it stuck with me throughout the years. Only lately, have I been able to decipher the code.

Our physical bodies are constructed as such that they respond best to continuous exercise. Coaches at every level of sports advise daily training with set activities and a gradual increase if the individual chooses to do so. Running for ten minutes each day is better than an hour long jog once a week. I don't know the exact scientific reasons but observation has shown that cyclical and repetitive exercises are best suited and also allow a person to push his/her limits.

It's easy to get carried away with zeal and go hard the first day but not only is that extremely damaging to the body but the odds are that the person would not likely be able to keep up the pace. Similarly, our spiritual selves require the same kind of treatment.

Before I departed for Calgary, eight straight months of school had allowed me to form a routine. For example, the daily bus ride would be dedicated to reading the Quran. Why the bus ride? I figured instead of staring aimlessly at the world passing by, it's best to start the day with the Quran leading to approximately 30-35 minutes being spent towards it.

Another habit included spending at least fifteen minutes reading some books before falling asleep, be it tales of World War II (a collection that I bought at the library book sale for $1 a piece) or the jurisprudence of the Prophetic biography or escape in far flung cultures through my beloved National Geographic, I'd try to take my mind off the daily grinds. This consistency worked so well that I was reading a book a month!

Then came Calgary......

Not only did I have to develop a completely new routine, but I didn't really know what to do with the free time after work. So, for the first two months, very little was accomplished even though I had taken all my books in high hopes.

Finally, I managed to plan out my day that would consist of going to the downtown musllah right after work for maghrib, further staying an hour or so to read the Quran, which incidentally also help me beat out the after-work train rush.

After reaching and throwing together something that tried its best to resemble dinner, the evening ended watching Peter Mansbridge deliver the CBC news, further checking hockey, cricket, and basketball scores, followed by a dose of world news through the BBC RSS feed.

In other words, I had managed to develop a 'schedule' of sorts to maximize what I can get out of my day. Unfortunately, by the time I got used to it, I was on my way back to Edmonton.

Now I'm lost again with no plan, reading half a book in one day and then not touching it for a week after that. I suppose this is why it's said that a small but consistent good deed is better in the eyes of Allah (swt) than a big one performed once a year.

So, I wait for school to start so this wretched inefficiency can finally meet its end.
Faraz Ahmed 2:06 p.m. | 0 comments |

Monday, January 02, 2006

Why I Cry for Srebernica?


......because no one else will.
Faraz Ahmed 12:01 a.m. | 6 comments |

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Back to the world of blogging after a brief hiatus, although a much needed one. If the last four months of solitude had any advantage, it was allowing me to take a step back from everything and re-assess my goals from a different perspective. Though I have mapped out extensive and detailed plans for the next two years, I realize Allah (swt) also has certain plans. After years of asking for specific material things, my dua's have now been refined to the following:
"Oh Allah, guide me to whatever is best for me and my family in this life and the Hereafter."

Well, it being the year 2006, perhaps it's time to take a look back at the year that's been. I can't mention a lot of things in specific due to various reasons but here is a general list:

The Highs
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after experiencing a tough time in last year’s job hunt, this year was starkly different with several job offers
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four months alone in Calgary
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press coverage of MAC Youth GIVE’s November event
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spending the 27th night of Ramadan in a capacity filled Calgary mosque.
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hockey came back!!!
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The team coming together as a ‘family’ after the tragic death of the captain’s father
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Quantitative definition of goals over the next two years
- visiting the 'city of stone'
- A true understanding of the sacrifices required in this path I've chosen

The Lows

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four months alone in Calgary
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breaking the fast alone, almost the entire Ramadan
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having to do my own grocery….it’s not as easy as it looks!
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my ill advised outburst sparked by an ‘anonymous’ comment, something I had been very careful to avoid up until then
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being away from university therefore missing out on all the MSA events
- not being able to finish Halo 2....I crack under the 'pressure' every time I play that game!!

On the Horizon for 2006:
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Online Islamic courses: symbolizing a structured way of learning
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Canadian Muslim News: this will be a very difficult challenge
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Perhaps a farewell to GIVE?
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Another round of job hunting (something I’m not looking forward to)
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Maybe lessons in French? Or horticulture? Or piano?
- If time permits, involvement in Amnesty International
- Resume soccer competitively insha Allah
Faraz Ahmed 1:01 a.m. | 0 comments |