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ART!

ART!

Post suhoor visual dhikr. O Allah, increase me in knowledge.

Post suhoor visual dhikr. O Allah, increase me in knowledge.

Beautiful patience, a piece for all those suffering in the world.

Beautiful patience, a piece for all those suffering in the world.

can you do a spoken word piece . okay. thanks .

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Have been considering it for a while, actually. First, I need to test it out on an audience I don’t know.. 

it’s a stormy world out there. charge your electronics. make duaa.

it’s a stormy world out there. charge your electronics. make duaa.

More art. Email if you want: ghurabaart@gmail.com More art. Email if you want: ghurabaart@gmail.com More art. Email if you want: ghurabaart@gmail.com

More art. Email if you want: ghurabaart@gmail.com

On Food Factory, Pixels and Compassion

As I child, I never understood why framed images of poor children lined the halls of the Food Factory in Virginia. Over chickpeas and barbequed tikka,I grew accustomed to the piercing stare of the green-eyed Afghan girl, the little boys in dusted white shalwar kameez cleaning pots and pans in the thick heat of the bazaar and the man with a thousand wrinkles of time staring straight into the void. I had found a new normal. 

As you peruse your newsfeeds, do not let the images of the world’s atrocities blunt your senses. Compassionate fatigue will rob you of your basic humanity: the ability to feel anothers’ pain and suffering. 

Twenty years ago, the symbolic image of the starving African child moved us to action. Now, we must see the lines of a child’s ribs, the endless gaping holes of a child’s eyes and the impending doom of death to feel something within our hearts. Photojournalists must search for a higher standard of the “human connection.” 

Be aware of how you consume snapshots of the world around you. Compassionate fatigue could rob us of the very humanity we are so desperately fighting for. 

I am no longer moved by the image of the Afghan girl, nested in a cheap golden frame on Food Factory’s walls. I ate next to that image. I spoke to my family as she stared down upon me, my food and my family - two things she probably wishes she had. And I didn’t look back.

"God is sufficient for is and an excellent Guardian is He." 
More super colorful art because, for those of you who know me, I’m a super colorful person. 

"God is sufficient for is and an excellent Guardian is He." 

More super colorful art because, for those of you who know me, I’m a super colorful person. 

I’m working on a series of Eid cards - I’m super excited to do something that’s different from the usual standard calligraphy plopped on a panel of traditional gold designs. Stay tuned for three designs (one involving a cute boy in a kufi, another of a busy neighborhood and a third that’s for older folks)!

Allah’s Introduction to Us

Surah Fatihah is Allah’s introduction to us. Before delving into tauheed or any other matter, He tells us of His mercy and forgiveness. Just as our introductions to strangers indicate who we are and who we want to be remembered as, Allah tells us of who He is and how remembrance is due to Him, providing us with a lens with which to view the rest of the Quran.

If this is how Allah introduces Himself to His creation, how can we introduce our children and students to our Creator by instilling fear in their hearts? Allah (swt) begins by introducing us to His mercy and forgiveness. Introduce your children and students to Allah (swt) in a similar manner. Do not teach Islam as I have learned it.

How does it make sense to tell a child of Allah’s all-encompassing power and wrath before the child even knows what God is?

This is an open message to folks responding to a questionable post about Br. Abdel Rahman Murphy’s stance on women. 

Please reference this post directly so as to efficiently and tamely close the discussion. The answer is really quite plainly clear. Do not encourage the spread of lies and slander. 

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When I look up into the sky, I see evidence of God.

Perfection.

Perfection.

Kissing Love Goodbye

Note: This post is geared towards Muslim families. I respect rights for all, especially the laws and climate of this country. To you, your way and to me, mine. 

I applauded how Frozen and Maleficent challenged the traditional plot narrative of princess movies. They reinvented paradigms. They challenged societal conceptions of love. They gave children a sight of human relationships. 

Sure, a woefully under appreciated princess no longer falls in love at first sight with Prince Charming. After battling dragons, demons and villains, the two don’t have to share true love’s kiss for salvation. The power of Anna and Elsa’s sisterly love can thaw the ice. The beauty of Maleficent’s undying mercy can awaken Sleeping Beauty, the daughter she wishes she had.

It’s all we could ever ask from Disney. But before we laud the entertainment industry for what seems to be a step into the right direction, we need to think. 

By recrafting stereotypical plot narratives and reframing true love, the entertainment industry is slowly but surely changing how we perceive love. The innocent and familial love between sisters and caretaker and child will evolve into representations of love between a man and a man and a woman and woman. 

Perhaps Disney has run out of ideas. Perhaps this is part of a strategy to put on a show of creativity by lamely reversing traditional plot lines. Perhaps this is not intentional. 

But when Muslim children watch the next princess or kid’s movie with gay/lesbian characteristics, Anna’s familial love for Elsa and Maleficent’s mercy for Sleeping Beauty will help them realize that all kinds of love is perfectly okay. 

By moving away from true love and it’s first kiss, flicks have kissed love good bye.

In Maryland, funeral processions have the right of way. No red light can stop the procession, even when other vehicles have a green light. Even from a traffic law standpoint, nothing can stop the body from entering its grave. Let’s just hope that green light continues from this life to the greenest of gardens.

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