June 2013
9 posts
Do you ever start rubbing your eyes and then it feels really good and you can’t stop so it’s like eye masturbation
Loooool
MISS NATURALE’S FIRST GUEST POST BY THE LOVELY SAFIYA
1. S.P.F: This should be the most important item on anyones summer regimen (no matter what
your skin color you are still at risk of skin cancer). These days almost all cremes & make-up
comes with SPF for those of us who live in places…
May 2013
13 posts
thecuriouscaseofthebostonbombing:
Posting video on youtube. I want at least a thousand names, reblog, share whatever, who’s going to do it? YOU?
Help him out
emmanuel
Desean.
Kapryce
Gregory.
Jocelyn
Iris
Florence
Zeena
Hana Maria
Marlene!! :)
Hajara
- Islamophobic: their Koran permits them to beat their wives...
- Me: Yes it does but could you tell me what with?
- Islamophobic: ...
- Me: A blade of grass, I don't know the last time you tried to beat someone with a blade of grass but it is pretty damn impossible, you must look at the people the Qur'an was revealed to, the Arabs at that time (just like most of the world) would beat their wives brutally. To tell them they couldn't beat their wives would have caused rebellion, so Allah (swt) being the greatest of planners, revealed it in a way that was so clever. It permitted them to beat their wives (as not to cause rebellion) however only with a blade of grass (which we all know to be impossible). Then the most beautiful line came saying but surely it is better for you to forgive, do you see now that the Qur'an does not permit the brutal beating of wives which in that time would have saved the lives of many women. Also I suggest you look at the rights of a wife over her husband, then tell me my religion is sexist.
Do not fall in love
With people like me.
people like me
will love you so hard
that you turn into stone
into a statue where people
come to marvel at how long
it must have taken to carve
that faraway look into your eyes
Do not fall in love with people like me
we will take you to
museums and parks
and monuments
and kiss you in every beautiful
place so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting us
like blood in your mouth
Do not come any closer.
people like me
are bombs
when our time is up
we will splatter loss
all over your walls
in angry colors
that make you wish
your doorway never
learned our name
do not fall in love
with people like me.
with the lonely ones
we will forget our own names
if it means learning yours
we will make you think
hurricanes are gentle
that pain is a gift
you will get lost
in the desperation
in the longing for something
that is always reaching
but never able to hold
do not fall in love
with people like me.
we will destroy your
apartment
we will throw apologies at you
that shatter on the floor
and cut your feet
we will never learn
how to be soft
we will leave.
we always do.
I understand why Muslims today seem to prefer seeking knowledge to prayer sometimes. It is because we must justify our existence and actions constantly.
We must understand, intellectually, not just why we believe in God, that’s easy, we must rationalize why we raise a finger during jalsa, because…
It’s mad depressing when u eat the last piece of candy but you didn’t look at the bag and realize it was the last one so you could truly appreciate it for what it was worth
This speaks to me on a deep emotional level.
I’m terrified. I really am. In six days I am leaving to travel across the world to Africa. It is heavily dominated by Islam. I will be one hour away from the sahara desert. All I know is that I will be helping a family who recently had their child die due lack of food, water, and shelter. I won’t…
OP is terrified because he knows nothing about Islam other than what he hears on the television. If I were the family you plan I visiting I would terrified because a child of the colonizers and imperialists was going to visit me. His pure ignorance should be enough to humble him but it is not. He doesn’t know much about anything besides the little box he grew up in.
I am disgusted.
There are so many things wrong with this post to be honest!
First of all good for you, you get to see the world and all. But why do you feel the need to use to word ‘dominated’? Africa has embraced Islam, Africans practice Islam but they certainly have not been dominated by Islam!
I can’t wrap my head around how your presence in this family’s household will benefit them in any way. You mentioned their child just died of hunger, this indicates that food is not readily available. Just know that your presence there is COMPLETELY USELESS unless you plan on investing in their farms and businesses.
That hole or hut that you are planning on helping them dig won’t do shit for them. Africa has the worlds most youthful population so sit your ass down we don’t need your dirty flimsy labour.
Uzodinma Iweala, “Stop Trying to ‘Save’ Africa”
(via cammyyy)
I think about her now,
Zaria.
Mysterious at night
Crackling with fear
Excitement
Of the things unknown
I think about her now,
Zaria.
Splendid at eid
Pompous, radiant.
Stained with henna’ed footprints,
Like a lover smeared with lipstick.
I think about her now,
She inhibits my mind.
Her greying walls,
Refuse to surrender.
A lifetime of fighting,
Unfurls before her eyes.
Her own children.
Tearing at her soul,
Rupturing her core.
Brothers,
Don’t you think of her too?
-Hajara Iyal
April 2013
21 posts
I think of my brother and I think I should call him. I thought he would grow as tall as the tree in our yard but he is only human. he asks about school and I say it is fine. I do not know what else to say. I am scared to say something but I hate the silence. I think of the way he used to make me sweet lemon tea. my throat starts to hurt so I pretend I have no service. I cut the phone.
I feel like I am in many places at once and yet nowhere. I wish Ramadan would hasten, I need redemption. I hunger for it. This is what this place does to me. It makes want things I shouldn’t. Things I have no right to crave.
OK guys, so I’ve featured a number of people on my blog and they’re all really amazing but of course I have to bring in a family member eventually LOL . So this here is my little sister. She’s been natural longer than I have and here’s what she had to say;
MN: How long have you been…
(via misanthropically)
My thinking exactly! That assumption indicates I am an animal without moral direction everyday!
(via fitwald) I’ve reblogged this before, but I’ll reblog it again. (via maryxsquattins)
http://www.granta.com/Archive/92/How-to-Write-about-Africa/Page-1
Updated my blog an added a link for books I’ve read.
Love,
Falling in Love.
Women in Love,
Fallen Women.
Got down to chat with one of my very beautiful friends Hussaina who is currently transitioning to go natural and this is what she had to say;
MN: How long do you plan on transitioning for?
Hussaina: I plan to transition for two years hopefully.
MN: What has been your reaction to your…
March 2013
24 posts
The person above has summed up EVERYTHING I have been trying to understand for so long. I could never understand why I noticed so much tribalism growing up while my mom would tell me about our family history. I have grandparents all the way from Sudan to Niger. I’m a mix of Hausa/Fulani/Kanuri and so much more. Where and how did all this compartmentalization come about?
Mar 29, 2013 | Rise Africa! http://k.to/1tw4 by on Keek.com
“Don’t fall in love with a curious one.
They will want to know who you are, where you come from, what your family was like.
They will look through your photographs and read all of your poems. They will come over for dinner and speak to your mother about how their curiosity has taught them things of use to her. They will ask you to rant when you’re angry and cry when you’re hurt.
They will ask what that raised eyebrow meant. They will want to know your favorite food, your favorite color, you favorite person. They will ask why.
They will buy that camera you liked, pay attention to that band you love in case there’s a show near by, they will get you the sweater you smiled at once. They’ll learn to cook your favorite meals.
The curious people don’t settle for your shell, they want the insides.
They want what makes you heavy, what makes you uneasy, what makes you scream
for joy, and anger, and heartbreak.
Their skin will turn into pages
that you learn to pour out your entire being in.
Don’t fall in love with the curious one.
They won’t let a sigh go unexplained.
They will want to know what they did
Exactly what they did to make you love them.
Year, month, week, day.
“What time was it? What did I say? What did I do?
How did you feel?”
Don’t fall in love with a curious one because I’ve been there.
They will unbutton your shirt
and read every scar
every mark
every curve.
They will dissect your every limb, every organ, every thought, every being
then walk back home and eat their dinner and never return your calls.
You will never be their lifelong expedition. The heart is a mystery only for so long.
There is no ache like loving a curious one
who chases every falling star and never catching one.
Who comes and sees and conquers
and leaves.
I’ve fallen in love with a curious one.
Maybe one day he will take the train back home
and be curious enough to read one last message from me
carved on a seat.
“There’s a curiosity in you that will move mountains some day
as effortlessly as you’ve moved me for years.”
lool Thank you, the lipstick is mulberry by sleek :)


