i’ve spent my weekend indoors catching up with the world around me. i watched this documentary twice and cried the whole way through. they would like for us to succumb to their occupations, but it’s not over. this resistance shall continue.
Documentary: The 4th World War
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I love Afrocentric paintings & I especially love this one for it’s vibrant colours & patterns. It’s by Marjorie Borgella over at YesLioness.com
"Tribe Woman Focus" by Marjorie Borgella
The first thing I noticed about this painting are the earrings. I instantly recognized these as Fulani Earrings, because I’ve wanted them for about two years now.
‘The Fulani earrings are created by Fulani craftsmen in Mali. One of the largest groups of nomadic herders in Africa, the Fulani customarily wore their wealth in the form of gold jewelry that they could carry with them at all times. The design has been worn for centuries, and it wasn’t uncommon to see women wearing these type of earrings with red rope around the post of the earrings to try and help alleviate the heaviness of pure gold. The women would typically get these earrings as a present on their wedding day, or on another special occasion.’ – Africa Imports
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Dear Blog,
I’m sorry I disappeared. I’m sorry I spent more time with Twitter than I did with you. I really hope you can forgive me. I was surrounded by love, family and friends this past while and Twitter demanded so much less. I’m not 100% back yet, though. I’m writing exams till the 7th of February, but I’m hoping by then you’ll be able to fully forgive me for my hiatus.
Sincerely, Amal{ 2 comments }
“There’s no point in having a plan B, because it only distracts from plan A.” – Will Smith
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She came out of nowhere, and my first instinct was to grab my purse that I had left on the floor lest she run off with it. She just sat at the neighbouring bench quietly and watched my friends and I laugh and enjoy our last night out of the year together. This was the second time I saw her at the same place, and she couldn’t have been more than 5.
Every few minutes or so, a giggle would escape from her and I felt my heart break. This child had her childhood robbed from her, being brought into this harsh world and left alone to live a life of poverty and begging. I invited her to join us, and she willingly accepted, and she played and jumped and laughed so hard it made my heart heavy. I just kept thinking about where her mother would be, and I felt so guilty for making her feel like a criminal when she first approached us. She just wanted to be a child.
Live. Laugh. Love.
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Photo by Mr. Zee (click on photo)
Whenever I check-in for my flights, I always pick a window seat. I don’t care how far back it is, how far away from the bathroom the seat is, how long I have to wait later when I’m getting off the plane, or anything. I just enjoy looking out the window when I’m travelling and seeing something as exquisite as what’s in the photo above. It reminds me of a perfect winter day, it reminds me of cotton candy, and on a more serious note, it reminds me of how Perfect our Creator is to create such a wonder. Isn’t Allah just amazing? SubxanAllah!
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The Idea Camp – Scott Harrison from The Idea Camp on Vimeo.
Phenomenal! (Thank you, Ahmed).{ 1 comment }
