The lack of me
August 10th, 2005 byHPN-
I wasn’t tired yesterday, rather I was fatigued on top of being tired and a little left of being fully exhausted. Tired and Fatigued aren’t lineaer, they’re a haphazard motion of left right and the ever famous, “look out! it’s right behind your 2nd year college room-mate!” (that one never really caught on with Fatigue though Tired tried experimenting with it in the late 80’s).
Anyways I digress. Whilst bending a curve at the usual high speeds (there are only 5 gears in Red Bullet – Oh !!!, Dum De Dum, Common Already!, Why World Go Fast Outside Window and Reverse), I tried to sum a few words to collect some stranded thoughts.
I believe that a writer’s responsibility is a large one. It carries with it the role of educating or enlightening the reader. Foolish speech is not encouraged by Islam; foolish words I believe are even more dangerous for they carry with them the risk of transmission outside your scope of control. When you speak to someone, you speak to them directly and can atleast work at conveying your idea in its entirety. Words, they flow away, fly away, float far far away at times.
Every post of mine has a message in it, a lesson contained in it, a quick thought-provocation hidden in it. Sometimes, I’m good at it, these words dash out … dashingly and other days these words get out of bed, and pass out against the nearest neuron wall they find.
These words are hard to write. These words aren’t mine to write. These words are heavy on my mind. These words are foreign to me. These words are close to me. These words, oh I could tell you stories about these words.
I don’t know about you. I do know that my words are precious to me. I know that because there will come a Time when I Will Be Asked of each one I ever uttered in my entire life. Then, pray tell, what should I do with my web stats, with my comment count, with my domain name, with my blog-
Pray tell then, what shall come of my words?
August 18th, 2005 at 1:40 am
Do you have any idea, how depressing that thought can be to a person whose sole contribution to this world has been words…words uttered without thought, without check, without limit.
My words are precious to me, for the sheer number they represent ought to be precious. Fortunes have been made counting these wordas, and fortunes lost counting on these.
Allah’s mercy exceeds all, for if ever I am made accountable for my words, Iblees will have one less person to worry about…
August 26th, 2005 at 6:34 pm
This entry of yours suggests that you’re preparing to stop blogging, or considering your recent lack of entries, that you HAVE stopped blogging, because of the account you will face by these words. and yes, it IS essential to understand that we will face account for every word and deed in our lives.
The thing about it, though, is that you cannot allow yourself to be paralyzed by fear of that accounting. We were not told of the coming Judgment so that we’ll stand still, too freaked out to do anything for fear of what we might do or say. That in itself would be a shame. Rather, we ARE to continue, but with awareness of the coming judgment, with awareness of our actions and our intentions behind them. and with hope of Allah’s mercy, as that’s all that can save us in the end.
I think you know that, and I think you do that already on this blog – where every post and every word is there for a purpose. I’m sure you take weeks and months to prepare a great post, (it shows, masha’Allah) whereas an amateur like me opens a New Post page and writes whatever crap comes to her mind.
Who among us can say for sure that their words will not speak against them one Day?
August 27th, 2005 at 3:10 am
Or better yet, who among us can say for sure that their words won’t speak for them one day?… I’ve read some really inspirational posts on some blogs from time to time. True, not on this blog
but there are some out there. fo’ sho’ my wizzle.
I wonder if by referring to waleed as wizzle I just down graded the quality of this blog, yet again?
August 28th, 2005 at 12:06 am
Well said, anjum.
August 28th, 2005 at 4:07 pm
Akds- that depends on which part of Waleed you’re referring to, haw hai.
September 16th, 2005 at 6:16 am
Well, that was a themeless conglomeration of unrelated “theories” without the depth needed to qualify them as sound theories or logic…. not to sound deprecating. I understand what you mean, but it’s just not well versed or edited. Even writing in stream of consciousness requires transitional sentences and an unbrella theme to unify one’s thoughts. Upon re-reading, I’d say the last 3 paragraphs alone (”These words are hard to write.” to “Pray tell then, what shall come of my words?”) would have been enough…they 3 alone were well written.
October 16th, 2005 at 9:49 am
Asalamu Alaykum Waleed
I am sorry to be writing this in the wrong section but is it possible to have your email address and UAE phone number inshaAllah. Just send to the email account I have included. Jazakallahkhair.
Hope to speak to you soon
Wasalamu Alaykum
November 9th, 2005 at 5:52 pm
The lack of an update, rather. UPDATE!!!
November 26th, 2005 at 5:37 pm
UPDATE Man. I did too!
November 28th, 2005 at 9:26 am
somebody update please!
November 30th, 2005 at 8:32 pm
I would, but I don’t have his password, hehe