HEY LOSER!

You, yes YOU!

With your flashy cars and hustle scars.

You…are…a…LOSER!

Spare me a few words before you unleash your bruisers.

In my Lord’s words,

Wal asr,

Innal insana lafi khusr.

In four words, we all are losers.

Thing is, I just want to tell you how much of a loser you are.

Don’t mistake me for a preacher,

I’m just a guy seeking his Lord’s wager.

First, take a look at your massive house and flashy cars,

You are living the video life of Hollywood stars,

The VIP of the parties after the premieres.

You would spend a stack on cognac and spirits,

But would turn your back to the needy on the streets.

Maybe you can’t see them because of the dark shades you have on,

Or maybe you can’t hear their pleas because of the loud music you have on,

Or maybe you can’t smell the stench of poverty because of the ‘scent’ you have on,

So you just turn your swag on and…move on.

Your hustle scars tell you it’s your cash,

That you can splash as much as you stash,

But you forget that it can all go in a flash.

Hear the words of my Lord once more,

Kullun nafsin za’ikatul mawt,

Rough translation, you shall expire

Even when you least desire,

And you definitely don’t want ur Hastalavista to be in the fire,

Which then brings us to the question of the type of loser that you are.

If your loss gives you success in your eternity, then you are a good loser,

Something like limiting the damage.

But if your loss gives you ‘otherwise’ in your eternity, then you are an ‘otherwise’ loser.

But maybe if you discard the cognac and Smirnoff,

Maybe if you turn the music off,

Maybe if you turn the ‘riyah’ swag off,

Then you can be a successful loser.

So my friend, as I leave you now, I hope you don’t send your bruisers,

I think they are better off cleaning their BARs.

My last words for you,

When you will lose,

LOSE WELL!

The Successful loser is the one who loses the life of this world for the Next.

12/01/2012

WHO WILL JUDGE THE JUDGES?

Who will judge the judges?

The judges who stirred the grudges,

The very judges who blew the bridges.

Who will bully the bullies?

The bullies who spell disaster and turnover the underdogs' trolleys,

The very bullies who spit fire,sorrow and death.

But know that the cup has spilled its contents,

That the caravans are moving and the dogs are barking,

That dusk has come and the time is right,

That the redeemers have come 

Like thieves in the middle of the night,

And by dawn, they will be a hell of a sight

For who makes peaceful change impossible

Makes violent change inevitable.

14/01/2010

I FOUND LOVE

In Boonaa's words,

You should only say 'I love you' when its completely obvious.

Let me tell you about my love.

She was born in blood like every other,

Made pure like no other.

The timing of her birth perfectly chosen,

Her cradle, perfectly woven.

Her brothers and sisters made it neccessary,

To tell everyone, by any means neccessary,

They did it with zeal like paid mercenaries.

And while she grew up, she became known by all and sundry.

Some loved her make-up, and applied it,

Others tried to mess it up and hated it.

Now over to my side of the story.

How did I find love?

Everybody was talking about her,

She made the headlines almost every hour,

Truth is, I always had her,

I just didn't know how much she meant,

Not until I felt I was about to lose her to the headlines,

Did I realise being with her meant being in the frontlines.

Boonaa also said,

"One day everyone will be dead,

But not everyone truly lives".

I'd be a living dead without her.

I know I did a horrible job lowering my gaze,

But the beauty I saw can be seen by a blind man in a haze.

My gaze, never again am I going to lower,

Cuz I want to be with her every hour.

I still hear crazy stuff about her,

How men used her to fulfill their desires.

How I want to tell everyone about who she really is,

Cuz being with her will only give you eternal bliss,

But all I might get for speaking would be a diss.

So you can tease all you please,

Cuz in her arms I found peace.

And incase you find out who she really is,

You can come to her and grab a piece or two,

And YES!!! I can share her with you,

Eat from her knowledge as much as you can chew.

And if by now you yearn to meet her like I did,

Then telling you are name is a done deed!

And yes again! I'd share her so she caters for your need!

Cuz inDEED, there's enough for everyone!

So call...EVERYONE!

And let them hear her name

Her name is islam,

And with her I found love.

Are you in love?

07/01/12

My many reasons to be thankful

Its been a while! I should come around more often. Actually, this title is stolen (most of it) but its the best I can think of now. I want to share something very important about a personal experience. It's my friend, we had big plans together for the holidays, then came the problem; he had to go for a heart surgery which of course laid all our plans to waste (thank God it was succesful). One thing that really struck me on my visit to the hospital was not my friend, but his new friend; the guy whose bed was next to his, Andy. This is his story; he had a good life, the job, car etcetra etcetra. Then something happened in 2009, he was attacked by some gays in his house who tried to rape him without any success. Because of his resistance, they poured acid down his throat. It burned his lips, tongue, and gullet. He almost cant remember what food tastes like and the worst part is that he cant even swallow saliva. He has been on a liquid diet ever since and he feeds through a tube in his a stomach area. He narrated something to me which is why I'm writing this. He said he used to be a complainer always lamenting about his state like the world hated him. Something changed him. One day, he went to another ward to check on someone and as he entered, he saw a man who had a kind of tumour hanging from below down to his knee area. Andy stood there glued and when the man saw him, he called him over and gave him some money. He thought Andy was a beggar! The point here is, even in that pathetic state, the man still deemed it fit to be charitable! Andy never complained since then. The truth is, we all have something to be thankful for even air because people actually pay for oxygen! Finally, dont be sad, you are in a better state than someone so just...SMILE and be THANKFUL

Que sera, sera

Its been a while
Like he said, "I guess I had to go to that place, so I can be in this place.
Now we are going to do something,
Close your eyes and imagine yourself in like...10 years from now.
Seriously... Lets just say you did it. Now imagine yourself at around age 60.
You might see yourself with kids around, wrinkled skin etcetra etcetra...
Now one bitter fact is that when ever I try to imagine myself at 60,
You know what I see? Nothing!
At first, I thought it was weird,
But then I started to think about it.
Later on I understood why; it was my state of mind.
We all say we want to do this and that,
But have we ever asked ourselves this questions?
How sure are we that we will live to achieve those things?
How sure are we that even if the time comes, we will have that life we desire?
Everybody wants to be that 'billionaire' thats why that 'song' was a hit.
Another question is this;
If everybody becomes rich, who will do the dirty jobs?
Who will sweep the roads, clean the drainages, do the plumbing?
If you have never thought of this, then get yourself a quiet place and think.
So I thought about it and arrived at my conclusion; what will be mine, will be mine... eventually.
Think...

Remember Pakistan

Everybody is happy (well, most people) are happy ramadan has started, but we forget those people who cant fast. I'm not talking about those sick ones, or the young ones, or the infants, not the old women etcetra etcetra... Am talking about those struck by disaster in Pakistan. In two weeks of flooding, 1300 lives have been lost (officials are expecting the death toll to rise), hundreds of thousands of homes destroyed, and about 13.8 million people affected. The scale of the disaster is said to eclipse that of the tsunami disaster even though the death toll is far lower. Infact, the total number of people affected exceeds that of the 2004 tsunami, the 2005 kashmir earthquake and the Haiti earthquake put together. May God help them sha... They need your prayers, badly
Your Truly...

Ramadan

Now everybody is rounding up on their bad behaviours,
The breweries are predicting their losses,
And the bars are prepared for the worst,
Its a few days to ramadan and everybody (well, most people)
Are quite anxious, and when it finally comes...
Well you know how it is with ramadan now; holy holy left and right,
But its all good sha as far as we get the reward (insha Allah).
But the funny and sorry part about thing is that
On the 1st of shawwal, the brewries will be back again!
God help us sha...