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I Am Muslim & Proud.

Okay, today I'm going to talk about Muslims around the world. Honestly, this is something I HAVE To Write about. I'm done with all the ignorance and all the hatred for Islam, Why do you guys hate us that much? Aren't you done with talking nonsenses? I mean Why? I will really like to know, I'll like to understand what's going on in your brains. 

I just hate the way some people talk about us. I mean, look at the press, whenever a Muslim kills someone they write down in newspapers "A Muslim Man Killed 100 People" okay... Why don't you write down "A Catholic Man Killed 2000 People" when they kill? Why? You guys should investigate a little bit more about the cases. I don't know what you all know about Islam, but seriously, it seems like you guys Don't Know Anything.

First off, Islam is not a normal religion, I know, because, for us, it's not just a religion, it's a lifestyle, it's doing our best all the time to please our Lord. But hey! Catholics? Christians? Jehova Witness? Don't they do the same? You all try to please Our Lord, the ONE AND ONLY: ALLAH (it means God in Arabic) It's just that we take it as something more serious, we really face the truth and realize how important is our relationship with God. 

Second, you all think we are obsessed with praying... Why? Just because we pray five times a day? Can't we talk with God as much as we want? I mean, is there a problem? Are we bothering all of you? We're not obsessed with praying, we just know what we have to do, and we're always wanting to have contact with Our Creator, then, what's the problem? Why don't you talk about those women who spend all their days in the church! Doing nothing... or those men who travel around the world "Talking About The Word Of God" and doing nothing else? At least we work, we study, we have normal lives and we pray 5 times a day. It makes my life better, it makes me feel I can go ahead, it makes me feel I'm with God all the time, it makes me feel a complete person because I feel I'm not alone and God is happy with my life, but it doesn't mean I'll stop doing all my activities just to worship Him. He taught us to be responsible, so why do you think you have the right to judge us?

Third. What's the matter with the veil? I don't point out you cause you're using a cap! So why do you point out to me when I use a veil? If I feel comfortable with it, I think no one else can tell me how or what do I have to wear! Yes, it's part of my religion, God asked us to use the veil and protect our heads cause it's the most sacred part of our bodies and I love covering my head, not only because my religion asks me to do it, but 'cause God feel pleased with what I do. And if I don't want anyone else looking at my hair, it's my choice, not yours! So stop believing you guys are better than us just because you don't "have to" wear the veil, all the women should do it, but it's not a demand, we all do it If We Want and I want, so what?

Fourth. Talking about terrorism, why do you all scream so loud telling all over the world "Muslims are terrorists"? Have you ever stopped for a while and think about all the stupid things you're always telling? Have you ever thought about who attack first? Because all I know is that if someone invades my country I have the right to protect it. So if we're going to talk about terrorists, I think you guys will lose this round. And one more thing, those men and women... they don't kill everybody in the name of God, they kill in the name of their beliefs, because talking about my religion, talking about Islam, that's not right neither.

Fifth. LEARN. I'll like people to learn about Islam before judging it because it's a beautiful way to follow... if you feel confused and you can't find the answers to all the questions you have about life, you'll see Quran will show you the answers, because God is the wisest and He's the one who can give us peace of mind all need. Please people, please, before talk and judge, study and learn. Maybe if at least you do that, you won't look so pathetic as you have seemed till now, and most importantly, you'll find the truth about all the things you never understood and limited yourself to criticize. Thanks and the peace be upon all of you.

[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-c3wWA1F5zc ]

Do You Remember The Time

They were in a coffe, he was just needing a friend to talk with and she was always there for him, so he invited her to drink a coffe on a Monday's morning and she accepted.

They went to the place in front of the park and asked for two coffees with milk. 

He talked about his girlfriend, about his parents and about his work while he drunk his coffee and finished it. He was really tired about everything and just wanted a break of his life.

She was there just listening, trying to understand patiently and she wished to give him peace of mind.

- So Michelle, are you going to do something later?

- Yes, I have to go to buy some stuff for home.

- And I'm taking away your free time as usual.

- Of course not, you know you can count on me.

- I know, I guess that's why I always do it.

- Don't worry, I like to listen about how are you. Specially if I know you need someone.

- Chelle... Do you still remember about that short- relationship we had in the past...?

- Yes.

- It was good, right?

- Yes.

- Why did we break up...? I think we didn't break for a good reason but I don't remember it.

- You just said you weren't feeling the same for me. So I let you go.

- Let me go? I thought you were okay with the decision.

- No! well yes... I was okay about you, but not about me.

- What do you mean?

- I was in love with you, so I didn't want to let you go... but I wanted you to be happy and I was feeling you wouldn't be happy by my side if you don't love me anymore, so I took my choice.

- You did it for me...

- As usual, right?  She smiled.

- And now you're here... you've always been there for me, always... Chelle, do you still love me?

- As much as when we met for first time.

She said so and drunk some coffee while he just looked at her. Then she said.

- But don't worry, I understand perfectly how you feel about me and I try every day to get over you. I'll get a good love I know... I just don't want to be with someone else till I feel sure about I don't love you anymore, I don't want to hurt anyone.

- I hurt you.

- No, you just taught me about love.

- Love hurts.

- But you never meant to do it, so don't put the blame on you.

- What will you say if I tell you that I still love you?

- I wouldn't believe you.

- Why?

- Because I know you love Tirza, it's just that you feel hurt right now.

- Why do you let me ask these questions? It probably hurts... and I'm always talking you about her. God! I'm so sorry.

- It's okay, it doesn't hurt as before. I think I'm getting over you in fact, it's just that some good memories about our past don't let me go yet.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry. Want to know something really nice?

- What? 

- You'll always be my best memory.

- And you'll always be mine.

- That's good to know.

They looked at each other and gave a big hug. They couldn't be lovers again, but they would always remember those sweet memories when they fell in love, the lovely feelings and they will always be close friends.

[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LeiFF0gvqcc ]

Just Good Friends :)

Ella llegaba tarde & no había sido su intención, su madre había insistido en que la ayude con el último trabajo en computadora pero aún cuando se rehusó su madre había insistido convenciéndola.

- ¡Adrián! Gritó ella y dibujó una sonrisa en su rostro.

- ¡Megan! Dijo él a la vez que mostró media sonrisa.

Megan había olvidado lo simpático que podía ser cuando se lo proponía. Se acerco a él & se puso helada, era difícil hacer lo que haría pero estaba cansada de esa rutina sin fin, de ese juego patético entre ambos.

- Y ¿cómo has estado el día de hoy?

- Bien, bien, extrañándote. Dijo él y se ruborizó un poco. Ella sintió ternura, pero nada más, los sentimientos de amor parecían no brillar más.

- Ah, que lindo. Mmm... Adri, tengo algo que contarte ¡a ti te gustan las historias! ¿no? bueno, tengo una con un mensaje, si lo entiendes, te regalo un caramelo rojo. Él se rió, eran sus caramelos favoritos & ella lo sabía, sería difícil negarse.

- Bueno. Ese caramelo será mío. Respondió él alegremente & ella sonrió con dulzura aunque con pesar.

- Fíjate, había una vez un pequeño niño que siempre jugaba con una flor que había en su patio, el pequeño era muy feliz con su amiga la flor, pero un día ella murió...el niñito amaba mucho a esa flor, pero se había limitado a jugar con ella & había olvidado regarla, procurar que le llegue el sol, tratarla con delicadeza y demás, ambos se limitaron a reír & jugar juntos hasta acabar con uno de los dos... Es algo triste ¿no? Bueno, díme la moraleja. Ella concluyo su cuento y notó la seriedad en él. Sin duda, había entendido el mensaje.

- Supongo que le hizo falta sol... mucho sol.

- Así parece Dijo ella cabizbaja. 

- La moraleja es que las personas debemos ser conscientes de que nada es eterno en el mundo si no sabemos cuidarlo, que todo tiene su tiempo & que en el amor se debe saber recibir, pero sin olvidarse de Dar. Dijo esto sin mirarla, fijando su mirada en el piso.

- Buen chico. Dijo Meg mientras una lágrima se deslizaba por su mejilla al ver los ojos de él tan vidriosos. Metió su mano al bolsillo & sacó un caramelo rojo que le entregó a él. Te Lo Mereces. Ambos rieron.

- Supongo que de ahora en adelante hay un letrero para los dos que dice: Solo Buenos Amigos.

- ¿Alguna vez fue más que eso? 

- No... pero parecía que se iba encaminando.

- No todo es lo que parece. Lo decía mientras cerraba sus ojos & mostraba una gran sonrisa, dejando lucir su rostro como el de una asiática & él no pudo más que reír a carcajadas.

- Gracias.

[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y126PQnXl0g ]

#9.3

- Do you have an idea about why I keep on visiting that place?
- No. 
- Think a little bit about it. 
- Maybe because you're crazy, you have a new boyfriend, I really don't understand what you mean.
- He'll never mean what you meant to me... I'll go now. (And she started walking away)
- Hey! wait!
- What? (she stopped herself and looked at him)
- Before you go...tell me, why do you keep on visiting that place?
- Because I never want to lose you.

#8.3

- So, do you really want to come back?
- Yes, I want to go to the beginning, where everything started...
- Why?
- Because it was my happiest moment in life.
- Why?- Isn't it obvious?
- I ruined your life... so I don't understand what about that place and moment.
- Little fool, You Will Always Be My Happiest Memory.

#7.3

‎- Do you love me like a crazy?

- Of course not, I love you like a normal human being.

- Why?

- Because a crazy can't know how much love can find in an angel like you.

#6.3

Girl: Let's travel around the world baby 
Boy: Okay.
Girl: Let's do out bags.
Boy: What for?
Girl: Traveling...
Boy: I don't need them.
Girl: What?
Boy: Because my world is right here next to me.