Shame Shame On Me

You know how you always here “You don’t know what you have until it’s gone” [or something along those lines] I guess it never occurred to me how much I had until today. I began college yesterday and today I had to stay here for a whole day and lets juss say that I am more than happy that I have the weekend off and this Monday off So as I finished my morning class I went off to the book store and felt robbed as I handed my visa card to the cashier and juss nodded as I stared at the receipt. I definitely miss not having to pay for textbooks. Then I took a stroll to the Bursars Office to get my parking sticker and to my luck they still didn’t have any. Then I had to walk all the way back to the Academic Village and then I found my hijaabi friend and we ate something that was supposed to be lunch-bagel with cream cheese and chips? Being Afghan and loving everything related to food and eating, eating a bagel for lunch was very depressing. [You should see what we sometimes have for breakfast at my house.] So after eating our wanna be lunch I said good bye to my friend who had to go back to her class and I went to go pray my Dhuhr. I went to the little tiny MSA room and honestly when I was in there I felt right at home, old school Salah rugs laid out on the floor, a couple of Qur’ans on the shelf and all the time for me to communicate with my Rabb. I prayed my Dhuhr and decided that I should try to be a productive student and go do some homework, so I began my English homework. The English homework was done and I decided that I really hated sitting at the location that I was at so I decided to go back to the MSA room and read some Qur’an. Let’s juss say that I was very happy that the MSA room was nice and quiet so that I could get a nice hour of juss me and the Qur’an [ hamdulillah ]

After that I went up these stairs that are quite deadly for those who do not exercise and began typing about my day like those obsessed bloggers that many people make fun of. The point of this post full of my ramblings is that I never realized how blessed I was until today. I never realized how much I owe it to my mother who everyday cooks an amazing meal for me. [If you ever had food made by my mother then you are pretty lucky and you definitely will agree with me on this one.] My mother cooks meals everyday and yet sometimes I don’t even eat what she makes and say that I don’t want it. Right now I would even eat the vegetables that she cooks. [And I really hate vegetables.] I also never realized the comfort of being able to call my mom whenever I wanted to go home and having her pick me up and drop me off whatever time it may be. Now that I have a car, I now realize how depressing it can be to fill up your tank, and most of all how ridiculous it is to find a parking spot in this place, so I can’t even leave this place because I wont be able to get back in here without being late to class!

Well this is only the second day, inshaAllah it may get better. AllahuAllam, Allah always knows what he is giving to us and he is the one who will help us through it all. I am juss happy that I am in a place where there are Muslims, and where I have the time and place to practice my Deen openly hamdulillah.

I think it is very sad that I have not fully realized how hard my father works everyday until this morning when I dragged myself out of bed, got dressed quickly, ate quickly and then began driving. And last night when I was driving home I was so tired all I wanted to do was sleep but I had to keep on driving [I actually think at one point when the traffic was bad that I began to use both feet] AllahuAlam how my father does this for a living 6-7 days a week for me and my family and at times we do not give him the respect that he deserves.[May Allah forgive me] May Allah bless both of my parents for working so hard to keep myself and my brothers happy and for providing us with everything and so much more. InshaAllah my younger brothers will come to this realization faster than I have.

Ok now I have to take a trip back down those deadly stairs, pray my Asr and go to class. Keep me in your du’aas, send Salaams to our beloved Nabi, thank your parents and as I mentioned in my last post, Eat Your Veggies! [No pun intended this time.]