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Written by Haitham Al-Haddad
Friday, 19 March 2010

It is well known that the War on Terror waged by the United States and its allies led to aggression and injustice against countries, organizations, groups and individuals. Perhaps the worst example of this brutality against individuals was that meted out to our Muslim sister in Islam, Aafia Siddiqui and her three small children.

Aafia is a hafidhah of the Qur’an, a devoted mother and practising Muslim, who dedicated her life to spreading the religion of God and assisting fellow Muslims. It is believed that she was abducted at the behest of American intelligence from Pakistan, her home country along with her children in 2003, the youngest of whom was just six months old at that time. Aafia Siddiqui and her lawyers maintain that she was held in secret US detention and tortured and abused in this time, along with her children - a claim that is corroborated by former prisoners at Bagram. After five years of denying knowledge of her whereabouts, the US claims that she allegedly emerged in Afghanistan. She was shot by US soldiers and then tried and convicted despite the absence of any physical evidence against her and the conflicting testimonies presented during the trial. She now faces life in prison. Only one of her children has been released, while the whereabouts of the two youngest remain unknown. From the time she was transferred to the US to date she has been subject to humiliating and degrading strip and cavity searches in prison and is now being denied jail visits and communication with the outside world, including her immediate family.

Allah has enjoined upon the believers, in innumerable commandments, to support the believers who are being oppressed, irrespective of where they may be. Allah says in the Qur’an,
“The believers, men and women, are auliya (helpers, supporters, friends, protectors) of one another; they enjoin good and forbid from evil; they establish prayers, and give the zakat, and obey Allah and His Messenger. Allah will have His Mercy on them. Surely Allah is All-Mighty, All-Wise.”[1]
The Prophet (peace be upon him) said,
“A Muslim is a brother of another Muslim, so he should not oppress him, nor should he hand him over to an oppressor. Whoever fulfilled the needs of his brother, Allah will fulfil his needs; whoever brought his (Muslim) brother out of a discomfort, Allah will bring him out of the discomforts of the Day of Resurrection.”[2]
He (peace be upon him) also said,
"Whoever is present while a Muslim is humiliated before him, and is able to assist him [and yet does not], Allah will humiliate him before all of creation on the Day of Judgment." And in another narration, “No man forsakes a Muslim when his rights are being violated or his honour is being belittled except that Allah will forsake him at a place in which he would love to have His help. And no man helps a Muslim at a time when his honour is being belittled or his rights violated except that Allah will help him at a place in which he loves to have His help.”
When we merely hear the plight of our sister, we should feel restless and tormented as the Prophet (peace be upon him) said, “The similitude of believers in regard to mutual love and affection is that of one body; when any limb of it aches, the whole body aches, because of sleeplessness and fever.”

In spite of this, the Muslim ummah, whose followers surpass that of any other world religion, have shamefully failed in our duty to defend this Muslim woman.


Obligation to aid in the emancipation of Muslim captives
Allah has admonished and reproached the believers for allowing the weak to remain under the clutches of the enemy and their torture. Allah says,
“And what is wrong with you that you fight not in the Cause of Allah, and for those weak, ill-treated and oppressed among men, women, and children, whose cry is: "Our Lord! Rescue us from this town whose people are oppressors; and raise for us from You one who will protect, and raise for us from You one who will help."”[3]
Explaining this verse, Imam Al-Qurtubi said, “Freeing the prisoners is obligatory on the Muslim, whether by war or wealth.” Imam Malik said, “It is obligatory on (Muslim) people to ransom the prisoners with all their wealth.” There is no difference of opinion among the scholars over this, since the Prophet (peace be upon him) said, “Free the prisoners.”[4] Our scholars say that ransoming prisoners is obligatory, even if not a single penny is left. Ibn Khuwaizimandad said, “This verse contains the obligations to free prisoners. There are reports from the Prophet (peace be upon him) to this effect: he freed prisoners and ordered them to be freed. This was practiced by Muslims throughout the ages and the scholars are unanimous about it. It is obligatory to free (Muslim) prisoners from the state’s treasury, and if the amount does not suffice, then it is obligatory upon all the Muslims to contribute. If one Muslim frees him, the others are absolved of this duty.”

An incident that shows the great concern for freeing Muslim captives is when the Caliph ‘Umar bin ‘Abdul Aziz (may Allah be pleased with him) sent ‘Abdul Rahman bin ‘Amrah to free some Muslim captives. He said, “Give them whatever they ask for every Muslim! By Allah, a Muslim is dearer to me than all the polytheists in my state! Indeed, you win any Muslim you pay the ransom for. Indeed you are buying Islam (by ensuring their release from prison and torture).”[5]

Ibn Taymiyyah said, “Freeing Muslim prisoners is one of the greatest obligations. Spending money from endowments (waqf) and other sources is one of the best deeds.”

Ibn Qudamah, may Allah have Mercy on him, said: “It is permissible for a Muslim to use his zakat to buy back a Muslim prisoner from the captivity of polytheists. This is because the emancipation of a Muslim captive is similar to emancipating someone from slavery, as well as it bringing glory to Islam. Spending zakah in this cause is like spending it to soften people’s hearts towards Islam, and since it is given to the prisoner to free himself from captivity it is like giving money to an indebted person for ridding himself of the debt.”


Our Obligation
Therefore, it is obligatory upon every single Muslim, wherever they reside, to work, directly or indirectly, towards the release of the Muslim captives irrespective of wherever they may be. Any Muslim with the capability to aid others yet fails to do so will be sinful. Everyone is responsible according to their ability; the greatest responsibility lies with those in authority, followed by the scholars, and so on – although the failure of those who bear greater responsibility to act does not absolve individuals of their own individual responsibilities.

If the captive is a Muslim woman, like our sister Aafia, the obligation becomes even greater, given the elevated status of women in Islam. The scholars of Islam are unanimous that a Muslim woman cannot be handed over to non-Muslims in any case. This Ummah has a glorious heritage of protecting Muslim women that we must endeavour to restore. Amongst the incidents narrated to this effect, is that of the honour of a believing woman attacked by members of the tribe of Quraydhah, and so, a believer fought to defend her until he was killed and an army was dispatched against the perpetrators.

As a nation, we have not fulfilled our obligation towards our sister, Aafia Siddiqui, as well as her children. We must exhaust every lawful means for her release and for the recovery of her children without fearing anyone but Allah. This may include, but is not limited to, direct involvement with organisations that work for this cause, donating money for it, raising awareness and actively speaking about her plight, writing in support of her and her family, and pressuring those governments complicit in her ordeal to end this injustice.

The least that is enjoined upon us is to supplicate to Allah for her as well other Muslim prisoners, as supplication is the weapon of a Muslim; it is incumbent upon every believer to supplicate for them as if we were supplicating on behalf of ourselves and our families.
“O Allah, deliver our sister and her children from this humiliation and torture at the hands of those who do not believe in You.”
May Allah ease the affairs of our sister Aafia and hasten her release from captivity. May He break free her shackles and the shackles of all of our oppressed prisoners. May Allah give them the strength to deal with their ordeal.

May Allah punish those who have oppressed our sister Aafia and continue to oppress her, may He defeat them and smite them, and may Allah forgive us for being negligent towards our Muslim brothers and sisters.

May Allah unite the hearts of the Muslims and grant us victory over our oppressors.


Notes:
Source: www.islam21c.com editorial
[1] Surah Taubah 9:71
[2] Sahih Al-Bukhari
[3] Surah Al-Nisa’ 4:75
[4] Sahih Al-Bukhari
[5] Narrated by Sa’eed Bin Mansur in his Sunan

Salam 'alaikum...

In distress, I bid farewell to this site for reasons of my own.

I am in the cause to be a better Muslim and I need time to reflect on my actions, my words and thoughts.

Please pray for my well-being, physically and spiritually, for my families, for my friends and for the Ummah. You are in my prayers too, insyaAllah.

I will still be writing, for that is my passion, and I am still keen to write in the name of Allah. I just need to focus my thoughts to a proper avenue and I need to gain more knowledge, more patience and seek inspiration.

Shukran jazakumullah khairan katsir (Thank you) for those comforting remarks to distressed entries of a confused soul, who only wants to seek Allah's pleasure. Indeed, I am only a weak human.

May we meet again, in Jannah, amin.

For my closest friends, insyaAllah I will keep in touch.



Wassalamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah,
Nabila

Salam...

I'm not very updated but I got this from Jia Yun.

Meredith and Derek's wedding page as created by Izzie :)

http://weddings.theknot.com/pwp/pwp2/view/MemberPage.aspx?coupleid=5204748318589928&pid=1733031

Nice! If this is a spoiler, I apologize but I was very crazy over GA a while back :))))

Salam 'alaikum...

am facing writer's block. And a lack of work to do. This happens when your Supervisor is out for the day. I'm trying to be initiated so I started out on my internship report.

Problem is, I think I think too much. I write too much like how I speak, which is in circles, and editing the report is no fun. Also, I'm getting so sick of looking at Word documents. Day in day out. How is typing on a piece of blank white screen supposed to create some inspiration in me? How am I supposed to be creative when this office is just a building with four walls, blinds pulled down because of too much sun, and identical work stations that make everyone appear the same from the back?

I think I am wonky today and I haven't recovered from the flu. Somehow, I crave for distractions and craving the freedom of doing anything I want from the last two days. Boo to this feeling. I could definitely use this energy to complete so much of my report so that I can concentrate on completing my Khadijah essay (yes, writing an essay for History of the Prophet Muhammad SAW module in my Sunday religious class) and studying for two papers to be scheduled this weekend.

Inertia is the worst of mental blocks, seriously. I need serious catching up on my religious studies and this obstacle doesn't help. Amin mentioned the other day that working life can be a huge dampener when we interns return to academics the next semester, and that comment scared me because I love studying. It's just time that I lack. I love the thrill of learning new things and thinking about things, but it sure isn't fun if I keep having to rush learning.

Ya Allah, help me. I'm so restless I can't stick to the screen. And abang is super-busy with his internship (I am so much grateful for mine because they understand the meaning of WORKING hours). His company is teaching him a lot but there doesn't seem to be a limit to stop work - which is what I thought of exactly when I was choosing the companies to intern in, knowing full well that private companies are merciless with their expectations.

(Apologies to friends who are in private companies. I believe you guys have more value-add than I do.)

Not to mention that I am slightly wary of my writing skills. When am I ever going to learn to write succinctly? When did this bad habit of writing around the bush come from? It is highly irritating when I try to express simple ideas on paper because they somehow come out all complex and intricate. I sure know how to crap.

Obviously PMSy,
Nabila

Salam 'alaikum...


Everybody, help me heave a sigh of 'AWWWWWW' for it has been too short a respite. What Fari said is right; I really need to take advantage of this because breaks, leaves, do not come easy. :)

I was down with a 2-day MC and have been doing the things that I've put on hold since January. Some of them being:

1) Learning how to cook with MIL dearest

Lauk lemak cili padi and kicap daging. Trust me, I know it's easy, everyone can do it yadda yadda, but I am a perfectionist. I insisted on holding the spoon, asking every bit of question I could, because it's so hard to find a teacher (we call MIL Master Chef at home) who would bother to explain much to you or elaborate on simple instructions. Perhaps it's due to her own experiences, where she also started working right after getting married and only learnt to cook on her own later on. I am VERY lucky to have her around. Alhamdulillah :)

Anyway, of course the ultimate test will come when I will cook on my own without her or my mum around. These two people are like, the BEST cooks in my life. Haha... mama's good at baking and she really rocks so learning how to bake her kuih lapis recipes are definitely one of the things I MUST do these June holidays after attachment's over. -grins- it's so satisfying, really, like a piece of art. I'm currently trying to start cross-stitching a bib for my cousin-in-law who is only 1 month old. Can't wait till he's big and old enough to dribble so that he can use my bib. Hee... met an old friend the other day and she said she wants to start informal curtain sewing classes. My art-vibe starting BLINGING and I really hope Allah will give me the taufik, the hidayah, the push and the motivation to take up the classes. Amin!



2) FACEBOOKING

Haha my husband disapproves of FB and that's understandable considering that he finds it a waste of time, and I have to partially agree. Started out on a business plan report but kept getting distracted with other people's photos, the quizzes they took. Not to mention I have so many friends request I'm not sure I know all of them.



3) Lying down in bed and slack

Wow... not to mention this flu has given me just exactly that opportunity. I remember my holidays when I would lie on the bed, open the window wide and let the afternoon breeze come in. It's one of the nikmah of Allah SWT that I really relish. I always crave for these breezes everytime I take the train from Bukit Batok. The bad thing is, the sun shines from the side of the platform I'm on and it's so warm, before I even reach Jurong East I'm already sweating so badly. Not to mention that the air is so humid!



4) Observing my MIL bringing up her youngest

Sometimes I feel I'm prepared for motherhood but looking at my MIL, I know it's otherwise. That patience, that tenderness, that consistent love showered on him. It's his exams now and she's working him hard, but she remembers to give him respite and reminds him to seek help from Allah SWT. Sometimes I'd just sit and listen to them in one corner and eavesdrop on their conversation. I think old-time mothers really know how to handle their kids and it's very enjoyable to hear them speak. I can only pray that Allah will bless me with that opportunity to be a good mom to her children. Amin... :)



For those who know, thank you for the du'as, jazakumullah khairan katsir, and May Allah bless all of you... for indeed, Allah blesses the supplications made by God-loving individuals and those who love his/her brother or sister with the sincerest love only for Allah's sake. My husband has obtained what I mentioned before, Alhamdulillah, and I am really happy for him, subhanAllah. Do continue providing your du'as for indeed, the more you receive, the more your responsibilities.

We are very humbled with this gift and indeed, we keep our Ummah in our prayers. May Allah bless everyone too :) Amin ya Rabb'alamin.


Wallahua'lam.

Salam 'alaikum warahmatullah...

I caught myself counting down till the last day of my internship and I choked with disappointment at myself.

How is it that something Allah has given me so abundantly, for six whole months, can be wished obsolete by me? How could I forget that every single rezeki that He gives to me is always an opportunity for da'wah, for tasbih, for dzikir, for ibadah. How is it that I have forgotten the principle of syukur (gratefulness)? How is it that I have abandoned my principle of using all that Allah has granted me to good use to help the Ummah?

Somehow, as I reflected over recent events, I realise how far and distant I feel from Allah SWT. I used to have conversations with Him in my head, where I regard Him as my companion. I remember floating through life, so strong, with His love as my suit of armour, to protect my heart, my emotions, from sadness, disappointment and all the negative things that Mankind can affect.

I feel so far away from Him. Right now, in this crowded office with so many people walking about, the one thing I miss doing and wish I could do right now is to prostrate to Allah and seek His kind grace.

I saw a quote on Ameera's blog and I almost kicked myself:

It is when you are distant from God that you crave what is distant from God.

How true can that be? When was the last time I attended a majlis ilmu (knowledge gaining session)? When was the last time I felt enlightened?

I feel ashamed of myself for voicing out my pains, my frustrations, so much these past few weeks. For indeed, those who talk constantly of their sufferings are those who are weak.

Images flash through my head and I keep being reminded of those magical moments when I read Tariq Ramadan's Messenger. Stories of the Prophet SAW jolt through my head as I remember the suffering he went through as a Prophet and how reading those stories made me so strong and I admired him so much. I felt so close to the Prophet SAW.

Ya Allah I feel so distant from You, ya Rabb. Even as I prostrate on my prayer mat during lunch hour, I know that the office has never been the best place to fulfill my prayers. And yet somehow, as a vicegerent or khalifah, I need to be a role model, a reference point, for other people to know what a Muslim is.

No doubt I have my flaws and my misgivings. But I am not here to justify myself, because I feel I have given myself too much "face". I really envy those who are constantly basking in Allah's love. He has abundantly bless them with the opportunity to seek more knowledge from Him.

Once again, I know that I am threading on a delicate line here. Because I know He, too, has given me loads of opportunities. But I choose to measure my opportunities with such poor benchmarks.

I really pray that Allah perpetually guide me and my families. And for the physical tiredness, the mental fatigue that I am experiencing right now, I really pray that Allah reminds me and instills in me to make Him my world. And for all the tangible things in this world, may He only allow them to be in my hands, but not in my heart.



A lot of things have happened to me and I am not going to deny that things have been difficult. In fact, these episodes show that no one is superhuman and we all need some external power, energy, to prevent ourselves from being disillusioned with the bads of this life. It is also evidence that we cry, we love and we pray very hard just to keep the people we love close, physically to us. But love may not be in the form, or the idea, that we think it is. For love can exist in another sphere only known to its practitioner.

Do keep my family in your prayers and do make du'a that my family and I, and also with you and your families, will head to the doors of Jannah together.

And for all the difficult things in this life, may Allah ease our paths, take care of our hearts, bind our hearts with His love and head towards the good together.


Amin ya Rabb'alamin.


:)

Salam 'alaikum,

apologise for this article as it's written in Malay, but the mother and teacher of the two top Ngee Ann Poly madrasah student is my religious class classmate :) She has totally inspired me to be a good mother and a good teacher. InsyaAllah :)

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Dua dianugerah Pingat Emas dan masuk Senarai Dekan Ngee Ann Poly

Oleh
Siti Aisyah Sa'id

TIGA tahun lalu, mereka muncul sebagai antara pelajar madrasah terbaik dalam peperiksaan Sijil Am Pelajaran (GCE) peringkat 'O'.

Semalam, Cik Haseenah Mohamed Yusoff, 19 tahun, dan Cik Hazwani Rahim, 20 tahun, membuktikan pelajar madrasah boleh juga mencapai kecemerlangan di politeknik.

Mereka mendapat Pingat Emas dalam majlis konvokesyen Politeknik Ngee Ann. Pingat Emas diberi kepada pelajar terbaik daripada setiap jurusan yang mencapai kecemerlangan dalam kedua-dua bidang, akademik dan kokurikulum.

Kedua-duanya terpilih juga untuk disertakan dalam Senarai Dekan kerana tergolong dalam kalangan pelajar terbaik setiap tahun.

Cik Haseenah, lulusan Kejuruteraan Persekitaran dan Sivil, berkata pada mulanya beliau bimbang tidak dapat menyesuaikan diri dengan persekitaran baru di politeknik.

Beliau juga bimbang sukar diterima rakan-rakan kerana perbezaan latar belakang pendidikan mereka.

"Namun kesukaran yang dihadapi telah membakar semangat saya untuk mencuba sedaya upaya.

"Saya juga beruntung kerana pensyarah dan rakan-rakan di politeknik bukan sahaja banyak membantu bahkan memberi dorongan kepada saya," ujar bekas pelajar Madrasah Wak Tanjong itu.

Beliau memilih jurusan itu setelah minatnya disemai ibunya, Cik Safiaton Alias, 44 tahun, yang menggalak keluarganya mengitar semula barangan terpakai.

Cik Safiaton, guru Geografi di Madrasah Al-Arabiah, menyediakan empat kotak untuk mereka mengetepikan barang-barang yang boleh dikitar, seperti plastik, kertas, kaca dan sebagainya.

Cik Haseenah mendapat enam gred A dan satu gred B dalam peperiksaan GCE peringkat 'O'.

Walaupun layak memasuki maktab rendah, anak kedua daripada lima adik-beradik itu memilih Politeknik Ngee Ann.

Beliau bercita-cita menjadi seorang saintis atau jurutera dan bercadang melanjutkan pelajaran di Universiti Nasional Singapura (NUS) dalam jurusan Kejuruteraan Persekitaran.

Cik Hazwani pula lulusan Pengurusan Hortikultur dan Landskap. Beliau memilih bidang itu kerana minat akan isu-isu alam sekitar dan kesannya terhadap dunia.

Beliau mendapat tujuh gred A dalam peperiksaan GCE peringkat 'O'.

"Guru saya di Madrasah Al-Arabiah, iaitu Cikgu Safiaton (ibu Cik Haseenah), mengambil pendekatan amat berbeza dalam menyemai minat kami terhadap mata palejaran Geografi.

"Ia menyedarkan saya tentang pemanasan global dan kepentingan tanam-tanaman dalam kehidupan manusia," ujar Cik Hazwani.

Beliau merancang melanjutkan pelajaran dalam jurusan Sains Gunaan di Universiti Queensland, Australia, Julai ini.

Bagi para pelajar madrasah beliau menasihatkan:

"Jangan mudah berputus asa atau pandang rendah akan kebolehan diri sendiri kerana dengan usaha gigih, azam dan doa, setiap yang diinginkan lambat laun akan tercapai."

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This tale has also inspired me to be a better student. I have one more year to go to enjoy my education, to relish the knowledge that Allah will be giving me. Suddenly, I feel sad for those times when I did not perform well enough by my standards due circumstances.

But once again, I dislike the fact that we measure students from the madrasahs with our secular standards. Gone are the days where people are free to choose what they want to study and which path they want to take. We are such one-minded people.

Much to say later,
Nabila <3

Salam 'alaikum...

I am very touched with these words. Very fit for married people -grins- I hope you don't mind me quoting you, ielvanoin. :) Loved the writings on your blog.

Will attempt to translate into English soon insyaAllah! :D

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Kanda,

Akulah pengantinmu.

Dan selalu kumenjadi pengantinmu. Hingga kutemui ujung usiaku.

Aku begitu serasi ketika tidur di sampingmu. Aku merasa damai ketika memejamkan mataku. Aku merasa aman menyadari engkau menemaniku. Aku merasa cantik di hadapanmu. Aku begitu berharga hidup bersamamu.

Engkau akan menemukan senyuman indah saat engkau membukakan mata dari kepulasan tidurmu. Engkau akan menemukan diriku sebagai orang pertama yang menyapamu ketika tirai malam mulai terangkat. Engkau akan merasakan bahwa akulah orang pertama yang bertutur penuh hangat.

Akulah orang pertama yang tak henti mendoakan untuk kebaikanmu. Aku orang pertama yang bersedia mendengarkan resah gelisahmu. Akulah yang menerima apa adanya dirimu.

. . . karena aku adalah pengantinmu. Selalu. Selamanya.

Salam 'alaikum...

Lull at the workplace and the albeit gloomy weather left me room for reflections over my long weekend.

Allah is Beautiful and hence, so are His creatons. His world is so enormous and has been the home to gazillions of Mankind. Allah makes the world so pretty and delicate, yet majestic and grand.

Alhamdulillah, NTUMS spent the weekend at the Masjid Pertempatan Sembawang (or Malay Settlement Sembawang Mosque). We had reflections after reflections, discussions, talks and motivation sessions. Tears were shed, peals of laughter rang through my head, and the beauty of the vegetation around me calmed my senses. So much so that when I woke this morning, I was surprised it was already Monday.

A lot of bonds were tied during the camp and it is only my sincerest hope and plea to Allah SWT to strengthen the bonds, raise them high in His eyes and fill them with the seeds of peace and love :) His Rahmah. Ameen...

Despite the cancellation of the Sisters ReCharge programme, which I was really looking forward to, the time spent with the sisters during Blast Off made me feel that I had a Muslimah camp on my own somewhat, despite the overpowering numbers of the males on the other side.

We returned home on Saturday night very tired but feeling exceptionally blessed. Alhamdulillah...

No doubt BO left a deep gash in my head. I'm forced to face the things that I have been avoiding or neglecting. The true love of family, the responsibilities that I shirk in reflex because of my intrinsic fears, the little naughty and evil thoughts that can arise from your unconscious when you least expect it - something we know who to blame. But most importantly, how strong are you? How can so many people do good things and feel so motivated and achieve what they want for the pleasure of Allah while you feel like you have been struggling to do many things but never achieve His pleasure?

Again, family time is so important. Spent Sunday with Abang's family and I always learn more about them. Visiting grandma at AMK and laughing with the cousins-in-laws. A late lunch with the family, filled with teasings. And then a short shopping date with Kakak at the Redhill warehouse sale while waiting for Abang to come.

Kakak officially returned for good early last week, accompanied with two trolleys of stuff from Cairo. Haha :) That's what I call shopping queen. Jazakillah kak for the stuff you have gave me. When I talk to kakak I feel the same vibes when I speak to my other sisters. InsyaAllah do pray that kakak and I will develop a strong bond together and our hearts are bound together with Allah's rahmah. Let there not be any mishaps or sadness to exist between us and only lovelovelove from Him. Amin...

From talking to Kakak, it has also inspired the wanderlust in me. Some parts of me knows that my love for travelling is deep-setted. She was telling me about her trips (TRIPS!) to Mount Sinai (the mount where Nabi Musa communed with Allah- Read here: http://www.geographia.com/egypt/Sinai/mtsinai.htm) and she said how she wished her brothers could join in too. That was when we decided to urge all the siblings to save enough money to Sinai! Wooottttt! Haha! :) I love her stories about Cairo too and it beats reading about Egypt from Ayat-Ayat Cinta (hoho).

It's back to a hectic week but MAY'S finally here. Only 1 month 20 days to go to the holidays and 2 months plus to August, where I get to embrace my long-lost love (read: academia) again insyaAllah.

Have a blessed week... :)