Hate Crime against Muslims

Once again, my heart bleeds. Three young and innocent human beings were killed in a horrific terror attack in Chapel Hill. They were humans. They were Muslims. No body is batting an eye. They are not even calling that man a terrorist. Since the killer did not have a beard and those dead weren't non-Muslims, this news did not move the world. It was not made into any documentary. It simply did not matter as much. Reverse the scenario and the world would have gone crazy over it.
It was a hate crime. It was terrorism. I think some communities do need to go learn literacy, which, mind you, doesn't have anything to do with education. Mr. Hicks is an illiterate, hate filled, heartless person.



Why is it, that death of Muslims, be it any part of the world, does not matter as much? Are Muslims less of a human being? Are they less of a living and breathing body? Are they simply, that unnecessary to be ignored?



Muslim lives matter. Muslim lives count. Muslim lives are necessary.
I protest against such brutal and heart wrenching terrorist attack.
I protest against hate crime.



I stand with the family of our young martyrs. May ALLAH grant the martyrs the highest place in Jannah, and their families, patience and peace.
I hope we get justice, In Sha ALLAH.

Random day in February

Assalam O Alaikum and greetings!
These are the happenings and rants of a random day of my life!

• Watching an old lady with her hair dyed with mehndi and perfectly balancing a big shopper on her head.
• Disgusted with two guys wearing low waist jeans.
• Having a lot of flu.
• Not caring one bit about the flu and delving into favorite chocolate ice cream.
• A guy in a bank's office using source to get some of his stuff done.
• Sitting aimlessely in lobby and waiting.
• Getting rejected to get the car parked in a certain restaurant's parking area and then getting perfect parking space RIGHT in front of the same restaurant.
• More waiting.
• More flu.
• Useless honking by a stupid driver.
• A frustrated guy in mobile service outlet.
• Sitting in courier service outlet and just observing.
• Stopping near home to buy some stuff and more waiting in the car.
• Finding an old receipt in car and jotting all of this down on it's back.
• Realizing we could've been home in about 30 minutes instead of 4 hours and 45 minutes if it wasn't for all that WAITING!  

My Lip Gloss Smile

I'd cry a thousand cries,
And you wouldn't know,
I'd laugh a thousand laughs,
And you wouldn't know,
Not that you don't look,
You look, but you don't see,
And I can put up,
My best show,
My glittering lip gloss smile,
My perfect shiny eyes,
And my looks would betray,
the feelings of my heart,
Because, for anyone who,
Looks but doesn't see,
Hears but doesn't listen,
All I can share is,
My lip gloss smile!