Dear Hijabista

I came across this entry in one of the blog. The fact that this was posted in BeautifulNara which is known for its juicy gossips and talks on local entertainment has caught me by surprise. Well, it is something that worth the share.

I personnaly think it is brutally honest and she got a very good point on how image has mislead most women in term of aurah. Happy reading.

Dear Hijabista ( @hijabistamag) , Hijabister

I am writing to express my concern over the portrayal of ‘hijab’ women inyour magazine. I believe in the concept of modesty accompanying themuslimah attire (the hijab included) is a fundamental core one mustembrace. The Hijab is not a replacement of the ‘hair’ we cover. The hijabisn’t just a cloth or layers of cloth on your head. It comes with apackage. Of intellect, manners and adab. It is a symbol of the believingwomen, her ‘modesty’- A sign of dignity and pride. Your magazine bears nosign of ‘modesty’ and I say this clearly, this is definitely very WRONG!

Portraying hijab women and “doll-ing” them up like models in Vogue but thenonly to cover her hair is an absolute disgrace and mockery to us the believing women. What more the women and cover girls who allow themselves to be exploited as an object and fool themselves into thinking they are ontheir ‘Deen’ and pleasing Allah by just covering their hair… How can you even think you are pleasing Allah with all that make up, ridiculous styleswhilst purposely showing off your beauty and body.

Your magazine just as the likes of vogue and cosmopolitan has NO intellectual nor spiritual dimensions to it except to brainwash and createan unnecessary desire to the ‘hijabisters’ to own more and more stuff. Inreality, a real, true believing women DOES not need to display heradornments to entice others. The believing woman has self confidence thatwhat is INSIDE her heart and MIND will indeed be of much more value thanall the silly bangles, sunglasses, shoes and handbags you bombard thepages of your magazine with.

Your magazine corrupts young, sincere minds into foolishly thinking thatthey are more beautiful with more shoes, accessories or ridiculous tudungstyles they do not need.

The best garments as the Quran states is Taqwa. And tell me where, in whichpage of your magazine do you propagate this message? None, not one I’mafraid. It is clearly a consumer driven magazine casting a spell withwomen, where one will then start to wish on owning and buying or to ‘copy’the ‘Photoshop-ed’ girls you portray.

I am afraid you are only destroying the hijab sisters filling their mindswith superficial beauty. Please take a sincere step back and help many lost sisters out there to care more about diseases of their hearts instead ofmerely emphasizing a message of “what is important is how you look and tie your tudung’

Sincerely,
A worried Muslimah

Thank You, Bob Marley

I was killing my time when i actually found this beautiful saying by Bob Marley which worth the share.

 

To my BFF, I am dedicating this to you. Let's this be something that we can always look back everytime we bumped into an argument.

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”

 

RIP, Bob Marley

 

 

Enchek Boss

 

It must have been not long ago

A guy named Helmy finally join the war

Now we have to watch him go

And we will surely miss him so

 

I made a promise that i wont say goodbye

Nor that I would ever cry

What I'm gonna do is to tell him a lie

That someting is poking my eyes

 

For all the guidance that you have given

For all the fights we've finally get even

For all the mistakes you've turn to experience

It's true what they say respect is earn and not given

 

So far thee well and best of luck

Moving on takes a lot of pluck

Roar like a tiger don's squeak like a duck

Go and start afresh leaving all the muck

 

~Adzra, 30112012~