Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Omar Bin Khattab Mosque - Dubai

I remember going to this mosque last ramadan, just couple of days after it's opening. It was in news because after Grand Jumeirah mosque this is the only mosque in Dubai that allows access to the non-muslims too. It was also in news because apparently about 80 million dirhams have been spent on this mosque. I was amazed the first time I visited this mosque for taraweeh, oh the Imam! They had gotten Abu Bakr Ash Shatri for the taraweeh and his voice is blessed, mashallah! I miss Ramadan now! Anyway, so I made a vow to come again to this mosque and when the opportunity presented itself I couldn't decline. I was extremely tired that day after work so the photos aren't extremely amazing but they do give you an idea about the mosque. For a better view, click on the pictures.
The outside view

Minarets perching in the sky

Some of the lovely decor!

I love this place so much

The decor inside - yes, it gets better!

Writing on the wall

The ceiling for ladies section

This is near the musalla in gents section

Amazing, isn't it?

But mosques are not just for decoration. They are a  place where you worship and find guidance.

Quran - 1 divine book with all answers.

Then you do some dhikr

The gents section. 

Details and details everywhere

Where the Imam stands

Then you make some dua asking Allah to make you visit Ka'aba

BW love

Then you leave
All photos are mine, If you'd like to take any, you can ask for it on the comment box :)

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

We Were Not Meant to be Together

When I saw you for the first time at the metro station during a rush hour, I was skeptical to approach to you, yet I couldn't stop myself, your looks had me melted, soon I got to know you better. I looked forward to every morning because I knew I'd get to see you. The past 6 months have been truly amazing, from the day that I first met you..

Our love began to bloom much sooner than what I had expected and it was just a matter of time before you and I were inseparable. I did not want to think about the day that I would have to leave you, although I was aware that it was inevitable.. I kept convincing my heart that we had some more time. It wasn't just about ''what would people say'' anymore, they would talk anyway, considering that I am an Indian and you an American .. It was about the way you had grown on me, the way you had affected me.

All my attempts to go away from you failed and I always found myself coming back to you. Despite our short breakups I would always cave in and come back to you, I then realized that I was addicted. My family and friends started talking about my addiction for you, how it affected my existence. I know, we have had our good times, you cheered me up when I was down, even on a busy day just having you with me would make me happy, on the metro station it was your company that made the wait for the train worthwhile. Oh, how I love you.. How I adore you.. yet with a heavy heart, I have to say this...I've gotto stop seeing you, we both know it's time to say a final goodbye. Maybe we'll run into each other from time to time, it's bound to happen.. but I want to be strong and move on. Just know, that no matter what happens you have and will always have a special place in my life.

I love you, My Beloved Choco Frosted donut from Dunkin Donuts. Nobody will ever love you the way I did :(

Sunday, May 6, 2012

I went to a BAR

Cupcake from CAKE BAR

I love Red, Enough said

Road Side Cafes, Blessing much?

Self Shot

I love Black & White Images 

Thursday, May 3, 2012

I Live to Eat

My love for food is probably the strongest when it comes to loving non-living things. So it comes as no surprise if I have about a million stories to share with you guys about my love affair with food. I honestly would like to try all different kinds of cuisines, but my problem is that I am the kind of person who is not a fan of change and who loves things just the way they are for ages to come, it does not bother me if I have the same thing everyday as long as it is tasty according to me. Perhaps after few years, I'd be bored but nothing before that.

When I had passed my grade 10 exams I had received this ENORMOUS box of chocolates that my uncle had gifted me. They were just so MANY! and I took it on myself to finish the box as quickly as I can but I even wanted to cherish them, so I questioned myself to ask what did I love just as much as I loved food? It was sleep! So I combined my chocolates along with my bed time, I just had to ensure that my father had no idea about this or else he would have made me brush my teeth 50 times for even thinking such a thing. The best part about that summer was my new night suits that had two massive pockets on them, so I would go to the fridge at the night, take the chocolates and fill my pockets with them, go to the bed with my favorite ducky sheet, and fall asleep while eating chocolates... ah best feeling ever, i tell you!

Looking at how the happiness and sadness in my life revolved around food my mother looked at me one day sighing and said ''People eat to live, but you, you LIVE to EAT'' to which I had replied ''Of course ma, have you seen there are just SO many yumm food out there, it would be sheer in justice if they are not taken care of!'' to which she nodded her head walking away :P