Incredible Story(Tears of happiness poured down Safiya's cheeks)

Salaam and i hope you doing good, it's been a while since i did not update my small blog..i guess we miss each other....Today while i was surfing the internet i have come across this incredible story which totally capture my mind and i feel to share with you guys....since i finish my exam's insha allah im going to post more inspirational stories daily or twice a weekly as usual...please feel free to comment or share this story with your friends through face book or twitter...with out further due please welcome to the story...



The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he had told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.

It had been a year since Safiya, thirty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once a fiercely independent woman, Safiya now felt condemned by this terrible twist of fate to become a powerless, helpless burden on everyone around her.

"How could this have happened to me?" she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted, she knew the painful truth her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Safiya's once optimistic spirit. Just getting through each day was an exercise in frustration and exhaustion. And all she had to cling to was her husband Meraj.

Meraj was an Air Force officer and he loved Safiya with all of his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again. Meraj's military background had trained him well to deal with sensitive situations, and yet he knew this was the most difficult battle he would ever face.

Finally, Safiya felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Meraj volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city.

At first, this comforted Safiya and fulfilled Meraj's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Meraj realized that this arrangement was not working - it was hectic, and costly. Safiya is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react?

Just as Meraj predicted, Safiya was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I am blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you are abandoning me."

Meraj's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. Meraj promised Safiya that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Meraj, military uniform and all, accompanied Safiya to and from work each day. Meraj taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment.

Meraj helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her and save her a seat. Meraj made her laugh, even on those not-so-good days when she would trip exiting the bus or drop her briefcase. Each morning they made the journey together and Meraj would take a cab back to his office. Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Meraj knew it was only a matter of time before Safiya would be able to ride the bus on her own. Meraj believed in her, in the Safiya he used to know before she would lost her sight, who was not afraid of any challenge and who would never, ever quit.

Love StoryFinally, Safiya decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Meraj, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love. Safiya said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly and Safiya had never felt better. Safiya was doing it! She was going to work all by herself!

On Friday morning, Safiya took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Sister, I sure envy you."

Safiya was not sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?"

The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are."

Safiya had no idea what the driver was talking about, and asked again, "What do you mean?"

The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky woman."

Tears of happiness poured down Safiya's cheeks. For although she could not physically see him, she had always felt Meraj's presence. Safiya was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she did not need to see to believe - Gift of Love that can bring light where there had been darkness ...

Surely Noble Qur'an says: "The Believers, men and women, are protectors one of another: they enjoin what is just, and forbid what is evil: they observe regular prayers, practice regular charity, and obey Allah and His Messenger. On them will Allah pour His mercy: for Allah is Exalted in power, Wise." Tawba (9:71) Love (Hubb) in Islam

TEN THINGS WE WASTE!

You know what, i did not update the blog since last two weeks! this is not because i'm lazy but its that i'm officially busy...you can imagine, when you have exam's, projects and so forth. Alhamdulilaah for everything, life IS some times give us a sense but there are many things we waste in life...dear reader, today i'm going to share with you a long time wisdom based in imam ibnu qayim my allah bless him...this is what he call TEN THINGS WE WASTE.... IF YOU HAVE TIME, I RECOMMEND YOU TO SHARE WITH YOUR FRIENDS...MAY ALLAH SWT WILL REWARD YOU...DEAR BROTHERS AND SISTERS I'M GETTING HARD TIME FOR MY PAPERS IN FINAL...PLEASE PRAY FOR ME AS I DO FOR YOU..TILL I WILL POST OTHER ARTICLES TAKE CARE AND MY ALLAH BLESS YOU.

Here are the Ten things we waste!!!!

1. Our Knowledge: Wasted by not taking action with it ..... more
2. Our Actions: Wasted by committing them without sincerity.

3. Our Wealth: Wasted by using on things that will not bring us ajr (reward from Allah). We waste our money, our status, our authority, on things which have no benefit in this life or in akhirah (hereafter).

4. Our Hearts: Wasted because they are empty from the love of Allah, and the feeling of longing to go to Him, and a feeling of peace and contentment. In it's place, our hearts are filled with something or someone
else.

5. Our Bodies: Wasted because we don't use them in ibadah (worship) and service of Allah.

6. Our Love: Our emotional love is misdirected, not towards Allah, but towards something/someone else.

7. Our Time: Wasted, not used properly, to compensate for that which has passed, by doing what is righteous to make up for past deeds.

8. Our Intellect: Wasted on things that are not beneficial, that are detrimental to society and the individual, not in contemplation or reflection.

9. Our Service: Wasted in service of someone who will not bring us closer to Allah, or benefit in dunyaa.

10. Our Dhikr (Remembrence of Allah): Wasted, because it does not effect us or our hearts.


Allah Mahadleh.
12-oct-2010

You Can’t Escape Facebook

Hi there buddies, since i have more midterms, projects, and the worst PRESENTATIONS! Today i have a little time to post one catchy article. Guess what???? it's all about Facebooking. dear readers its like the whole world is addicted to fb this is not because we are losers but its because the world is moving fast...kotler say today to stay in a good place you need to RUN faster, i mean we need to catch up whats going on and generally talking a severe information specially social networks. However, i'm going to share with you this article from the new york times which i thought beneficial too all of us.

enjoy reading....

Be careful what you post online because it will be out there FOREVER. This goes for not only Facebook, but images captured from blogs, MySpace, and other social networking sites.

Some users have discovered that it is nearly impossible to remove themselves entirely from Facebook, setting off a fresh round of concern over the popular social network’s use of personal data.

While the Web site offers users the option to deactivate their accounts, Facebook servers keep copies of the information in those accounts indefinitely. Indeed, many users who have contacted Facebook to request that their accounts be deleted have not succeeded in erasing their records from the network.

In response to difficulties faced by ex-Facebook members, a cottage industry of unofficial help pages devoted to escaping Facebook has sprung up online — both outside and inside the network.

“I thought it was kind of strange that they save your information without telling you in a really clear way,” said Magnus Wallin, a 26-year-old patent examiner in Stockholm who founded a Facebook group, “How to permanently delete your facebook account.” The group has almost 4,300 members and is steadily growing.

Facebook’s Web site does not inform departing users that they must delete information from their account in order to close it fully — meaning that they may unwittingly leave anything from e-mail addresses to credit card numbers sitting on Facebook servers.

Only people who contact Facebook’s customer service department are informed that they must painstakingly delete, line by line, all of the profile information, “wall” messages and group memberships they may have created within Facebook.

But even users who try to delete every piece of information they have ever written, sent or received via the network have found their efforts to permanently leave stymied. Other social networking sites like MySpace and Friendster, as well as online dating sites like eHarmony.com, may require departing users to confirm their wishes several times — but in the end they offer a delete option.

Facebook’s quiet archiving of information from deactivated accounts has increased concerns about the network’s potential abuse of private data, especially in the wake of its fumbled Beacon advertising feature.

That application, which tracks and publishes the items bought by Facebook members on outside Web sites, was introduced in November without a transparent, one-step opt-out feature. After a public backlash, including more than 50,000 Facebook users’ signatures on a MoveOn.org protest petition, Facebook executives apologized and allowed such an opt-out option on the program.

The network is still trying to find a way to monetize its popularity, mostly by allowing marketers access to its wealth of demographic and behavioral information. The retention of old accounts on Facebook’s servers seems like another effort to hold onto — and provide its ad partners with — as much demographic information as possible.

As mentioned, you and your friends are not the only ones looking at your personal pages. Who’s reading your facebook and MySpace pages? Potential or present employers keep tabs on your actions to see if you are “material” that is worth keeping in the company. Additionally, schools and universities have spied on their students and in some cases, taken disciplinary action against students who have pictures showing underage drinking or anything that paints their institution in a negative light.

If you don’t want it coming back and biting you in the butt down the line, don’t post it on the internet today!

source: new york times

By any means, if you realy want to know more upcoming secrets on how to over come this addictive facebook and other social networks which is wasting your time....keep in touch with my next article "Escape facebook? ask me how"


Regards
ahmed hanad
Kuala lumpur

How positive thinking you are?????

In life, there are enough times when we are disappointed, depressed and annoyed. We don't really have to go looking for them. We have a wonderful world that is full of beauty, light and promise. Why waste time in this world looking for the bad, disappointing or annoying when we can look around us, and see the wondrous things before us!

This can be read as "LIFE IS SHORT" or as "LIVE TODAY AS YOU DIE TOMMOROW" everything depends on how you see it. So think positive always. Thinking positive is the key to your success. All successful people have one thing in common: Positive thinking and passion for what they are doing!

Norman Vincent Peale, the famous author of "The Power of Positive Thinking" once told this story.

A man once telephoned Norman Vincent Peale. He was despondent and told the reverend that he had nothing left to live for. Norman Vincent Peale invited the man over to his office. "Everything is gone, hopeless," the man told him. "I'm living in deepest darkness. In fact, I've lost heart for living altogether."

Norman Vincent Peale smiled sympathetically.

"Let's take a look at your situation," he said calmly. On a sheet of paper he drew a vertical line down the middle. He suggested that they list on the left side the things the man had lost, and on the right, the things he had left. "You won't need that column on the right side," said the man sadly. "I have nothing left, period."

Norman Vincent Peale asked, "When did your wife leave you?"

"What do you mean? She hasn't left me. My wife loves me!"

"That's great!" said Norman Vincent Peale enthusiastically. "Then that will be number one in the right-hand column - Wife hasn't left. Now, when were your children jailed?"

"That's silly. My children aren't in jail!"

"Good! That's number two in the right-hand column - Children not in jail," said Norman Vincent Peale, jotting it down.

After a few more questions in the same vein, the man finally got the point and smiled in spite of himself. "Funny, how things change when you think of them that way," he said.

In conclusion, did you know that It is not what you have but it is how you think has a profound effect on your life.

To make sure every thing should be OK Be sure that you appreciate everything you've got; and be thankful for the little things in life that mean a lot.

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ALLAH IS GREAT!
Adopted from http://www.ezsoftech.com
Edited by AHMED HANAD

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23/sep/2010

The Most Beautiful Love Story you have ever heard!

She was one of the noblest women around, coming from a very prominent family. She was also quite beautiful and the holder of a considerable amount of wealth, being a prominent businesswoman. To marry her would have been a great feat for any man, and indeed, quite a few of the most prominent and wealthy men in society had asked for her hand.


Yet, she rejected them all; already being a widow, she had lost the desire to marry again.Until he came into her life. He was young man of 25, and although he was also of a noble family, he was an orphan and was not a man of many means.


He had made a meager living tending sheep in the hills surrounding the city. Yet, he had an impeccable moral character, and he was widely known as one of the most honest men around. That is what attracted her to him: she was looking for someone honest who could conduct business for her, as she – a woman in a fiercely patriarchal society – could not do it herself.


So, he started working for her.After he came back from his first business trip, she asked her servant, whom she sent with him, about him and his conduct. The servant amazed her by his report: this young man was the kindest, gentlest man he had ever met. Never did he treat the servant harshly, as many others do. Yet, there was more: as they traveled in the heat of the desert, the servant noticed that a cloud had followed them the entire time, shading them from the blazing sun.


The businesswoman was quite impressed with her new employee.Not only that, this new employee proved to be an astute businessman in his own right. He took his employer’s merchandise, sold it, and with the profits bought other merchandise that he sold again, thus profiting twice.


All this was enough for her: the embers of love in her heart that were once extinguished re-kindled again, and she resolved to marry this young man, who was 15 years younger than she.So, she sent her sister to this young man.

She asked him, “Why are you not married, yet?”

“For lack of means,” he answered.

“What if I could offer you a wife of nobility, beauty, and wealth? Would you be interested?” she told him.

He replied in the affirmative, but when she mentioned her sister, the young employee chuckled in amazement.

“How could I marry her? She has turned down the most noble men in the city, much wealthier and prominent than me, a poor shepherd,” he said.

“Don’t you worry,” the sister replied, “I’ll take care of it.”

Not long after, the wealthy businesswoman married her young employee, and it was the beginning of one of the most loving, happiest, and sacred marriages in all of human history: that of Prophet Muhammad and Khadijah, the daughter of Khuwaylid.

When they were married, the Prophet was 25 years old, and Khadijah was 40. Yet, that did not bother the Prophet one bit. He loved her so deeply, and she loved him as deeply. They were married for 25 years, and she bore him seven children: 3 sons and 4 daughters.

All of the sons died in young age. Khadijah was a source of immense love, strength, and comfort for the Prophet Muhammad, and he leaned heavily on this love and support on the most important night of his life.

While he was meditating in cave of Hira, the Angel Gabriel came to the Prophet Muhammad and revealed to him the first verses of the Qur’an and declared to him that he was to be a Prophet.

The experience terrified the Prophet Muhammad, and he ran home, jumping into Khadijah’s arms crying, “Cover me! Cover me!” She was startled by his terror, and after soothing and comforting him for a while, the Prophet was able to calm down and relate to her his experience.

The Prophet feared he was losing his mind or being possessed.

Khadijah put all his fears to rest: “Do not worry,” she said, “for by Him who has dominion over Khadijah’s soul, I hope that you are the Prophet of this nation. Allah would never humiliate you, for you are good to your relatives, you are true to your word, you help those who are in need, you support the weak, you feed the guest and you answer the call of those who are in distress.”

She then took him to her cousin, Waraqah ibn Nawfal – a scholar well-versed in the Judeo-Christian scripture – and he confirmed to the Prophet that his experience was Divine and he was to be the Last Prophet.

After his ministry began, and the opposition of his people became harsh and brutal, Khadijah was always there to support the Prophet Muhammad, sacrificing all of her wealth to support the cause of Islam. When the Prophet and his family was banished to the hills outside of Mecca, she went there with him, and the three years of hardship and deprivation eventually led to her death.

The Prophet Muhammad mourned her deeply, and even after her death, the Prophet would send food and support to Khadijah’s friends and relatives, out of love for his first wife.

Once, years after Khadijah died, he came across a necklace that she once wore. When he saw it, he remembered her and began to cry and mourn.

His love for her never died, so much so, that his later wife A’isha became jealous of her. Once she asked the Prophet if Khadijah had been the only woman worthy of his love. The Prophet replied: “She believed in me when no one else did; she accepted Islam when people rejected me; and she helped and comforted me when there was no one else to lend me a helping hand.”

Much has been made and said about Prophet Muhammad’s multiple marriages. There are many who smear the Prophet as a womanizing philanderer, citing his multiple marriages.

This is absolute propaganda. As a response to those who malign the Prophet , IF the Prophet were anything of the sort, he would have taken advantage of his youth to do such a thing. But he did not! At a time when it was a common custom to have multiple wives, the Prophet did not marry anyone else while he was with Khadijah.


It was only after Khadijah died, may God be pleased with her, that he married other women. Most of these wives were widows, whom the Prophet married to care after them, or they were the daughters of prominent Arab chieftains, so that the Prophet could form a cohesive Muslim society out of a fiercely tribalistic (and barbaric) Arab culture.

The smears against the Prophet fall flat on their faces once the light of truth shines brightly upon them.In a song about the Prophet and Khadjiah, Muslim rappers Native Deen sing: “We look for stories of love in places dark and cold – When we have a guiding light for the whole world to behold.”


Many of what we call “love stories” today are nothing more than stories of lust and desire, physical attraction disguised as love.Yet, I can find no love story more powerful, more spiritually uplifting, more awe inspiring as that of the Prophet Muhammad and Khadijah.


It is a shining example of what an ideal marriage is, and if I ever claim that I love my wife, I must gauge my actions with that of the Prophet.even if i found someone,perfectly for me,then i will love her with all my heart,deeply.

what is to me, the greatest of all love stories: that of Muhammad and Khadijah.

Love,due to person Character and person involvement in Islam,not due to beauty or body looks.Don’t flrt with anyone feelings.Don’t break anyone trust.If you can’t fullfill your promise,then don’t start such relation.


Even with all of its amazing and creative talent, Hollywood could not have come up with a story greater than this.

Dear happy friend, please think for a while and imagine how our prophet pbuh love his people. If you truly want to be like him, just follow his attitude and behavior.



source:islamgreatreligion.wordpress.com

shared by Ahmed Mohamed Sheikh Adam
Kuala lumpur Malaysia

Story of Strong Faith: Young Boy with strong belief

Shaykh Fath al-Mowsily relates, once I saw a young boy walking through the jungle. It appeared as if he was uttering some words. I greeted him with Salaam and he replied accordingly. I inquired, "Where are you going?" Young boy retorted, "To the house of Allah, Kaaba in Makkah." I further asked, "What are you reciting?" "Noble Qur'an" he replied. I remarked, "You are at a tender age, it is not an obligation that you are required to fulfill."

Young boy said, "I have witnessed death approach people younger than me and therefore would like to prepare if death was to knock on my door." I astoundingly commented, "Your steps are small and your destination far." He responded, "My duty is to take the step and it remains the responsibility of Allah (SWT) to take me to my destination." I continued to ask, "Where is your provision and conveyance (means of transport)." He replied, "My Yaqeen (certainty) is my provision and my feet's are my conveyance." I explained, "I am asking you regarding bread and water."

Young boy replied! "Oh Shaykh if someone invited you to his house, would it be appropriate to take your own food?" I exclaimed, "No!" "Similarly, My Lord has invited His servant to His house, it is only the weakness of your Yaqeen (certainty) that makes us carry provisions. Despite this, do you think Allah (SWT) will let me go to waste?" "Never" I replied. Young boy then left. Sometime later I saw him in Makkah. Young boy approached me and inquired, "Oh Shaykh are you still of weak belief?"

Source: Stories of the Pious by Shaikh Ahmad Ali

simple ahmed hanad

Qurbe nacas.............

I truly dedicated this meaningful poem, to any one who felt homesick and planing or thinking to return back home wherever it is. we knew that being in overseas is somehow worthwhile but there are other things to consider, such as living with your relatives, celebrating festivals with your country fellow and so on so forth. Everyone is firmly believe that we one day you will back to your origin roots. nevertheless, its not too late to go back to your home...your country needs you, specially those who believe being in qurbe is the perfect choice!!!!ahmed hanad

Gabay qurbaha


Dal shisheeye dabac ma leh mar buu kaaga darayaaye,
Dad qalaadna gacal ma leh, daryeel, daawo iyo hiile,
Derisiyo muraadiyo adduun doorkan laga waaye.
Adigayba kugu diimayaan digasho awgeede,
Dunji qoonkii soo galay ayey dacari haysaaye,
Loo diid hadday doonayeen darajiyo maale.
Qurbe diisimaad ma leh illayn dooyga dhaxameed,
Dan la'aan raggii degey dhammaan damac khasaarowye,
Duulkii u soo qaxay miyaa duufka la cunsiiyey?
Dandarriyo waxay diif qabaan diilalyada haysa!
Shuqul door ahaa iyo xammaal laga darbaysiiye!
Daadduunka cayreedna waa sida dagaaggiiye!
Inay dib uga laabtaan mindhaa dani geyeysiine.
Dadka dalaw ku caariyahayee dalidhaclaynaaya,
Dalkoodii hadday darin dhigtaan dacas ma haysteene,
Mana ay dakaameen sidii doon abaarsadaye,
Waxse loogu daw galay awaal soo dawiyey jeere,
Oo deli ka tuuriyo daleel lagu hungoobaaye,
Haddaan haatufkii daqaqansheen lama dalaafeene.
Ma dulloobo ehelkiis nimay degel wadaagaane,
Duunyadana Allaa bixiya ee danni lagu waaye,
Xigaal lagu duggaalaa ka roon dibad la aadaaye.
Dugsi waa dhulkaagiyo dallaal lagu dakeeyaaye,
Kalluun dabatayaa iyo haruur dalagga beertaaba,
Ilaah deeqi waa buux haddaan laga dayoobayne,
Wax la yaab leh diiqiyo ninkaan darar ka duugayne.
Afartaa dabuubta ah haddaan deelka ka higgaadshay,
Aan erayo daahira dumoo idin dareensiiyey,
Danta iyo ujeeddadu runtii dar Alle weeyaane,
Kuwa damacsan dhoofkoow war maa laga daliil qaato!!!

Marketing of Halal product and branding

Assalamu alaikum and a very good day to all my beloved visitors,

First and foremost, since i have joined the Graduate school of management in Malaysia(MBA) IIUM, i have benefited a lot of knowledge such as,understanding the islamic exporters conceptual, the difference between Islamic banking and conventional banks, editing term papers, individual assignments, and working well with others. Moreover, my professor Dr wan jamaliah has appointed me to do a very extensive research about Marketing Halal products, which is very interesting and booming. Therefore, I'm going to share with you my first part of the research which i have already completed.

halInternational Islamic university Malaysia

Graduate school of management

Term paper

Topic: The marketing of halal products

Instructor: Assoc Prof Dr. wan jamiliah

Semester 1, 2010/2011

21-09-2010

By: Ahmed M Adam

Section 2(MBA)

Contents

1- Introduction………………………………………………………………………………………………1.0

2- Over view…………………………………………………….…………………………………………….2.0

3- Four tools of marketing mix.………..…………………………………………………………….3.0

4- The Islamic perspectives(marketing halal product)……………………………………4.0

5- Islamic branding(The next big Thing)………………………………………………………….5.0

6- Conclusion………………………………………………………………………………………………….6.0

7- End Notes…………………………………………………………………………………………………..7.0

Introduction

Today, there is no doubt that Islam is the fastest growing religion on earth, both by birth and adoption, with the Muslim population estimated to reach 2 billion by 2010. With the global Halal market estimated to be worth US$580 billion a year and the Halal food industry pegged to grow at a rate of 7% annually (Asia Inc, July/August 2007), businesses should indeed be tapping at this growing market segment.

The Islamic product consumers are growing rapidly, this will cause that more companies to start producing many halal products. Let us look back on the other hand, Halal’s burgeoning fame can be linked to religious fervor; and beliefs that it’s cleaner, healthier and tastier (Burgmann, 2007).

Halal logo has now become a symbol of quality and religious compliance and this makes it sound as the new green. Then again, some argue it is driven by consumers’ urge to follow ritual or their desire for acceptance, while others see it as part and parcel of another rising global trend.

According to the Pew Research Center a comprehensive demographic study (Mapping the Global Muslim Population) of more than 200 countries finds that there are 1.58 billion Muslims of all ages living in the world today, representing 24% of an estimated 2009 world population of 6.8 billion.

The study shows that , Not only is the Muslim population a significant percentage of the global population but AT Kearney also point out that the market for sharia compliant products or services – that is products and services that confirm to Islamic Law – totals USD$2trillion annually and is growing rapidly. Every one is firmly believe that Islamic product and branding has entered the highest level of selling goods and services not because of its only for Islamic people but also other nations found benefits.

As Muslim countries build up, today there is an expressed need to develop and market their own brands to the rest of the world. Additionally, there is gigantic attention amongst non-Muslim companies in how to enter and penetrate this global marketplace, which spans many industries, including finance, food and beverage, cosmetics, healthcare, pharmaceuticals, logistics, tourism, fashion, and others.

An additional motive for the tremendous acceptance of Halal within the global population is the process of assimilation. Foreign foods in some countries as in Europe have become assimilated and local tastes are changing, encouraged by global tourism and reverse colonization. For instance, Curry is now the number one take away meal in the United Kingdom and kebabs are a typical German staple (Evans, 2007). Both are halal meals, once non Muslim people understand those products they will never turnover not because of the quality but because of the catering process.

Nowadays, halal is not considered only for the food but also non food segments, Most broadly, it may also be applied to cosmetics and pharmaceuticals, hygiene products and nutritional supplements, travel, art, music and books; even marriage and finance (Burgmann, 2007).

Importance on Halal is also growing. It is fast becoming a new market force and identifier, and is now moving into the mainstream market, affecting and changing perception on how businesses are being conducted, including from a marketing point of view. Marketers are trying to figure out how to supply a real halal product and most companies are conducting halal product market research and targeting specially for Muslim products.

Overview

The study of purchaser behavior is very important when it comes to marketing of halal goods. A Fact of the matter is Muslim consumers are almost and very much similar to any other consumer segments, of course demanding healthy and quality products, which must also conform to shariah requirements. Let’s say, in Islam, it’s not allowed to eat a meat that has been slaughtered without the name of the ALMIGHTY ALLAH, which is why Islam has recommended and stressed about slaughtering wet goods which is for shariah practices.

Mc Donald’s In Singapore can be seen as a prime example; it has seen an influx of eight million patrons a year after obtaining a Halal certification. Since being certified, “Halal, KFC, Burger King and Taco Bell have all seen an increase of 20 percent in customers” (Hairalah, cited in Hazair, 2007a: 13). For instance, although 86% of Singapore’s population is non Muslim but the small segment of Muslim population living in Singapore will shift to the right and increase the marginal benefit mcd’s

Moreover, consumers always turning their attention to a well-marketed product which does not have the halal symbol, but definitely they would read the ingredients, in contract to purchasing one that has less credibility but sports halal logo.

However, its worthwhile that we take a look at each of the four of marketing mix (product, pricing, place, promotion) that can be used to satisfy consumers and of course the company objectives.

On the other hand, i have shown in the intorduction that islamic marketing halal product is significant to Islamic exporters. apart from the introduction and the overview of this topic, i will further post the full PAPER sooner or later insha allah.

It's my great pleasure if you leave some comments and contribute two to three lines regarding your view of point about Marketing halal products and how to maintain, manage, innovate and make them REAL PRODUCTS for every one including non-muslim consumers.

ahmed adam

Graduate school of management

International islamic university Malaysia

ahmedarea@gmail.com

PS: kindly include the name of the original author (ahmed) if you further need to reuse or save this property.

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Regards,

Which one are you?

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn't know how she was going to make it.

She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.

Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot.

He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.

After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup.

Turning to her, he asked. "Daughter, what do you see?" "Potatoes, eggs and coffee," she hastily replied.

"Look closer", he said, "and touch the potatoes." She did and noted that they were soft.

He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

"Father, what does this mean?" she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity-the boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.

The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.

However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

"Which one are you?" he asked his daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean?"

In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.

Which one are you? When problems come (and they will) how will we react? Will they make us weak, hard hearted or will they cause us to change into something worthwhile?

Dear beloved reader, did you know that happiness is not something we can find but something we can create?

Besides, i would like you to comment this little story below. Till then take care and make more dua for me.

regards

posted by simple ahmed

The story of the speechless father (Lessons Learned)

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?”

“It was great, Dad.”

“Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked.

“Oh yeah,” said the son.

“So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.

The son answered: “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

“We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

“We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

“We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.”

The boy’s father was speechless.

Then his son added, “Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.”

Dear reader, the moral of this story is that, we should never waste our resources in any form because tommorow is another day and you will never know were u heading at. Besides, you have to thank ALLAH that you are still ALIVE!

regards,
happy eid and all the best
simple ahmed

The story of a blind girl

There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she’s blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He’s always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she can see everything, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her, “now that you can see the world, will you marry me?” The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend is blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying. “Just take care of my eyes dear.”

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This is how human brain changes when the status changed.

Only few remember what life was before, and who’s always been there even in the most painful situations.

Life is A Gift.

Today before you think of saying an unkind word – Think of someone who can’t speak.

Before you complain about the taste of your food – Think of someone who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about your husband or wife – Think of someone ho’s crying out for a companion.

Today before you complain about life – Think of someone who went too early to heaven/hell.

Before you complain about your children – Think of someone who desires children but they’re barren.

Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn’t clean or sweep – Think of the people who are living in the streets.

Before whining about the distance you drive – Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.

And when you are tired and complain about your job – Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.

But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another – Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker.

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down – Put a smile on your face and thank — you’re alive and still around

Life is a gift – Live it, Enjoy it, Celebrate it, And Fulfill it.

HELPLESS LOVE!!!

Once upon a time all feelings and emotions went to a coastal island for a vacation. According to their nature, each was having a good time. Suddenly, a warning of an impending storm was announced and everyone was advised to evacuate the island.

The announcement caused sudden panic. All rushed to their boats. Even damaged boats were quickly repaired and commissioned for duty.

Yet, Love did not wish to flee quickly. There was so much to do. But as the clouds darkened, Love realised it was time to leave. Alas, there were no boats to spare. Love looked around with hope.

Just then Prosperity passed by in a luxurious boat. Love shouted, “Prosperity, could you please take me in your boat?”

“No,” replied Prosperity, “my boat is full of precious possessions, gold and silver. There is no place for you.”

A little later Vanity came by in a beautiful boat. Again Love shouted, “Could you help me, Vanity? I am stranded and need a lift. Please take me with you.”

Vanity responded haughtily, “No, I cannot take you with me. My boat will get soiled with your muddy feet.”

Sorrow passed by after some time. Again, Love asked for help. But it was to no avail. “No, I cannot take you with me. I am so sad. I want to be by myself.”

When Happiness passed by a few minutes later, Love again called for help. But Happiness was so happy that it did not look around, hardly concerned about anyone.

Love was growing restless and dejected. Just then somebody called out, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” Love did not know who was being so magnanimous, but jumped on to the boat, greatly relieved that she would reach a safe place.

On getting off the boat, Love met Knowledge. Puzzled, Love inquired, “Knowledge, do you know who so generously gave me a lift just when no one else wished to help?”

Knowledge smiled, “Oh, that was Time.”

“And why would Time stop to pick me and take me to safety?” Love wondered.

Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and replied, “Because only Time knows your true greatness and what you are capable of. Only Love can bring peace and great happiness in this world.”

“The important message is that when we are prosperous, we overlook love. When we feel important, we forget love. Even in happiness and sorrow we forget love. Only with time do we realize the importance of love. Why wait that long? Why not make love a part of your life today?”

welcome the month of mercy

يَا أَيُّهَا الَّذِينَ آمَنُواْ كُتِبَ عَلَيْكُمُ الصِّيَامُ كَمَا كُتِبَ عَلَى الَّذِينَ مِن قَبْلِكُمْ لَعَلَّكُمْ تَتَّقُونَ "O who believe, fasting is decreed for you as it was decreed for those before you; perchance you will guard yourselves. (2:183)

Welcoming the Month of Ramadan

By Dr. Gibril Haddad

Ramadan is derived from ramdaa' which means "sun-baked," perhaps a reference to the pangs of fasting.

Anas (r) said that when the month of Ramadan came the Prophet (s) said: "Glory to Allah! What are you facing now! What is coming ahead!" `Umar ibn al-Khattab (r) said: "My father's life for you, and my mother's! O Prophet of Allah, what is it? Did you receive revelation, or is an enemy coming?" He replied: "No, but the month of Ramadan has come, in which Allah forgives all the people of this Community." He also said: "If Allah's servants knew what Ramadan was, they would have wished it lasted for the whole year."

The month of Ramadan in which was revealed the Qur'an is a time of tremendous blessings and the gate of repentance and return to Allah.

The Prophet (s) also said: "The month of Ramadan has come to you, a blessed month for the duration of which Allah has prescribed fasting for you. In it the gates of the heaven are open and the gates of Gehenna are shut." Another version adds: "And devils are put in chains."

The Prophet (s) named fasting "the poor-tax of the body" (zakat al-jasad) and he named it "a shield" (al-siyamu junnah) and also "half of restraint" (al-sabru nisfu al-sawm), and he named restraint "pure light" (al-sabru diya'). When asked who were the wanderers in the verse:

التَّائِبُونَ الْعَابِدُونَ الْحَامِدُونَ السَّائِحُونَ الرَّاكِعُونَ السَّاجِدونَ الآمِرُونَ بِالْمَعْرُوفِ وَالنَّاهُونَ عَنِ الْمُنكَرِ وَالْحَافِظُونَ لِحُدُودِ اللّهِ وَبَشِّرِ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ

Those that turn to Allah in repentance;
that serve Him, and praise Him;
that wander in devotion to His cause (al-sa'ihun);
that bow down and prostrate themselves in prayer;
that enjoin good and forbid evil;
and observe the limits set by Allah --
these do rejoice!
So proclaim the glad tidings to the believers. (9:112)

The Prophet (s) said: "The wanderers in the cause of Allah (al-sa'ihun) are those who fast" (hum al-sa'imun). Thus a true dervish fasts, and many of the great shaykhs said that the path consists in hunger. The Prophet (s) also said: "There is no conceit in fasting."

The month of Ramadan is a tremendous witness on the Day of the judgment, and the Prophet (s) said: "I declare myself clear of them whose detractor is Ramadan." It brings immense rewards as he said: "Those who fast the month of Ramadan believing (in Allah and his Messenger) and seeking a reward, all their past sins are forgiven." Another version adds: "and pray (the voluntary night-prayer) in it" and in the end: "he comes out of his sins as on the day his mother gave birth to him."

According to the Companion `Ubadah ibn al-Samit the Prophet (s) used to say upon entering this month:

Allahumma sallimnee li ramadana wa sallim ramadana
wa sallimhu minnee mutaqabbilan.

"O Allah, greet and save me for Ramadan; greet and save Ramadan;
greet and save Ramadan on my behalf, and grant me its acceptance."

Recitation of Greeting of Ramadan

Goorma qosol kugu danbaysay? take you time and laugh as much as you like...

sheeko1:- maalin maalmaha ka mida, waxaa is laayey laba nin,marka mid ayaa waxaa lagu bilaabay feedh kii kalena wuu caaytamaayay intaas, markii dagaalka dhamaaday ayaa waxa la weydiiyay maxaad isaga celin waayday ninka feedhka kula dhacayey markaas buu ku jawaabay; idinka waxaad arkeyseen feedhkiisa,wixi cay afkeyga ka baxaaysay maydin arkayn miyaaaaa Xasidiin idaa xasada baad tihiin walee isagaad la jirteen miyaa wixii gacmaha ihaayayna idinku ahaa ee aan far la dhaqaajin kari waayey..........

sheeko 2:-
Nin baa maalin dhakhtar u tegey isagoo u sheegay dhakhtarka inuu xanuunsanayo. Dhakhtarkii ayaa ninkii baadhitaan ku sameeyey su'aalana weydiiyey si uu u ogaado inuu ninkan cudurka haya iyo noociisa.uu bal helo Dhakhtarkiise wuxuu dareemay in ninkan uu hayo wax la yiraa cuqdad nafsi ee uusan cudur kale hayn. Wuxuuna dhakhtarkii ninkii ku yiri "Waxaan kugula talinayaa inaad iska dhaadhicisid inaadan xanuusanayn markaas ayaad bogsan doontaa".

Ninkii ayaa yidhi "Waa hagaag dhakhtaroow", oo inuu tago isku dayey, markaas baa dhakhtarkii yidhi "Waar ninyahow lacagtii baadhitaanka isii". Ninkii baa yidhi "Dhakhtaroow, adiguna iska dhaadhici inaan lacagtii ku siiyey
..

sheeko3:-

Maalin maalmaha kamid ah ayaa nin bariis aad u kulul cantuugay. markii uu afkii ka gubtay ayuu isyidhi hadii aad bariiska soo tufto dadka ayaa kula yaabi doona. markaas ayuu ku adkaystay inuu bariiska kulul afka ku celiyo oo kulaylka iska xamilo.

ninkii ayaa xanuun awgii ilmeeyay. Markaas ayaa wadaad soo hor fadhiyaa yaabay oo ninkii waydiiyay waar maxaa ku helay ood la ilmaynaysaa. Ninkii ayaa wadaadkii ugu jawaabay. nebigii ayaan yara xasuustay oo waan qiirooday!(csw)

something you should know about you and i.

This song is dedicated to...............

I lose control because of you babe
I lose control when you look at me like this
there's something in your eyes that is sayin' tonight
I'm not a child anymore, life has opened the door
to a new exciting life

I lose control when I'm close to you babe
I lose control don't look at me like this
there's something in your eyes, is this love at first sight
like a flower that grows, life just wants you to know
all the secrets of life

It's all written down in your lifelines
it's written down inside your heart

You and I just have a dream
to find our love a place
where we can hide away
you and I were just made
to love each other now
forever and a day

I lose control because of you babe
I lose control when you look at me like this
there's something in your eyes that is sayin' tonight
I'm so curious for more just like never before
in my innocent life

It's all written down in your lifelines
it's written down inside your heart

You and I just have a dream
to find our love a place
where we can hide away
you and I were just made
to love each other now
forever and a day

regards and lots of love



truly from ahmed hanad



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28 sifo oo Quruxda dumarka lagu raaco!!

Been maaha in nin kasta oo aduunka ku nooli uu jecelyahay inuu helo ama guursado gabadh quruxbadan, taas micnaheedu maaha inay gabadhu ahaato mid leh waji ama astaamo kale oo u gaar ah oo lagu raaci karo ama qurux lagu sifayn karo. Waxaa hubaal ah in quruxdu tahay mid ilaahay uu bixiyo iyadoo aduunkan qof kasta oo ku nool uu ilaahay siiyey hibo, qurux, iyo karti isaga u gaar ah. Mawduuca aan halkan idinku soo gudbinaya akhriste waa maqaal aad u xiiso badan oo ku saabsan 28 sifo oo somalidii hore ay dumarka ku xulan jireen. Addunka aynu maanta ku noolnahay ayaa quruxdu noqotay mid qofkasta samaysan karo, tusaale ahaan waxa jira wax loo yaqaan (blastic surgery) taasoo qofkii sanka gaabnaa loo samayn karo san dheer, kii buurnaa laga dhigi karo qof dhuuban. Sikastaba ha ahaatee inaga oo ah dad muslimiin ah ayaa aynu ku qanacsanahay in ilaahay sidii uu inoo sameeyey ay tahay sida ugu quruxda badan ee hibada la inoo siiyey. Waxaan hadaba halkan ku arki doonaa 28kii sifo ee dadkii hore ku raaci jireen dumarka, waxa la yidhi gabadhu hadii ay leedahay 28kaa sifo ayna madax banaantahay guurkeeda sina laguma dhaafo...waxaa ka mida 28kii sifo
Afar ay u dheer tahay: labada gacmood, timaha iyo qoorta. - Labay u dhuuban tahay: qoorta iyo dhexda. - Afar ay dhumuc u leedahay: labada kub iyo labada cududdood. - Afar ay u caddahay: labada indhood iyo ilkaha labadooda lakab. - Afar ay u madowdahay: labada indhood wiilkooda iyo labada sunniyood. - Afar ay deeb u leedahay: labada dibnood (bushimood) iyo labada mudane (Naasaha caaraddooda). - Labay u shuban tahay: labada dhaban. - Hal ay u buuxdo: shafka oo ah meesha dumarku quruxda ka sitaan, ishuna ku nasato. - Hal ay u qoran tahay: waa sanka. Lix iyo labaatankaas sifo waxaa soo raaco labada maqalkoodu ay dheguhu ku
raaxaystaan, waana qosolkeeda iyo codkeeda macaan.

Waxa aad halkaa ka dheehan kartaa in meelo badan lagu kala duwanyahay iyadoo wadamada qaar ay quruxda uba yaqaanaan si ka duwan waxyaabahan aan kor kusoo sheegnay...sikastaba ha ahaatee mawduucan yar ee gaaban maanta waxaynu kusoo gabagabaynaynaa in quruxda noocan ah laga heli karo GEESKA AFRICA iyo gayigeena qurxoon idilkii.

Qalinkii, Ahmed hanad
ahmedarea@gmail.com


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My Dream of Heaven( your favorite blog): The Cookie Thief(very intresting and moral story)

My Dream of Heaven( your favorite blog): The Cookie Thief(very intresting and moral story): "A woman was waiting at an airport one night, With several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shops. Bought ..."

The Cookie Thief(very intresting and moral story)

A woman was waiting at an airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shops.
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see,
That the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be.
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between,
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies and watched the clock,
As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I would blacken his eye."

With each cookie she took, he took one too,
When only one was left, she wondered what he would do.
With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other,
She snatched it from him and thought... oooh, brother.
This guy has some nerve and he's also rude,
Why he didn't even show any gratitude!

She had never known when she had been so galled,
And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate,
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat,
Then she sought her book, which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise,
There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.

If mine are here, she moaned in despair,
The others were his, and he tried to share.
Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

How many times in our lives,
have we absolutely known
that something was a certain way,
only to discover later that
what we believed to be true ... was not?

I dedicated this story to DAGAN!!!!!!

Thank you for reading and please comment it!

WHO AM I ?? 20 FACTS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT ME!

Please don't read this! am i in the beginning of my dream to HEAVEN?? are we in the same boat??? yes indeed we are, just a one step forward to go.Alright let's kicked out and give me a few minute to introduce my self.

First and foremost, I am Ahmed but some one special in this life named me HANAD, oh what a name....i am all the way from Camel milk and honey land, wonder where is it? simply Google it i was born in the middle of 1980's- 1st may. i'm the second eldest of my family, with the total of five siblings, two sisters and two brothers. my two sisters living in the uk and sweden at the moment, while my two young brothers living together with my mother(oh what a lovely mother, i miss her) long live to my family. Mohamed sheikh adam is the father who is a business man living in the gufl some where in dubai, UAE and yeah i can say he is the best dad ever, you know why? he sacrifice all his time, wealth and concepts to me, i hope one day i can reward him and pay back what he contribute. Besides, am soul hopper, or a Nomad at his own copper, chasing ancestral tales under the ''pearls of Wisdom'. , Educated by far away south east asia MALAYSIA. i'm in love with words, music, philosophy, the beauty of faith, nature, different cultures, human geography, sociology, Afrikan History. Furthermore, i have done my primary school in sheikh madar primary school in shacab area(ex xuseen giire) after all i went my secondary school in FARAH OOMAAR..including my two year diploma of teacher training college, before i start my teacher training..i went to Iraq for study purposes..overall Iraq was horrible place to study and i decided to go back in hargiesa later in 2001. However in 2005 i fly all the way to Malaysia, being many years in Malaysia i did my degree in BBA banking and finance in Multimedia University and at the moment i am doing my MBA (islamic banking and finance)in INTERNATIONAL ISLAMIC UNIVERSTIY OF MALAYSIA..Graduate school of management...all in all, that is the end of my formal education and in summary i am expecting to become a professor some time many years from now, just pray for me :). Even though i want write a lot of things that i admire and fancy in this horrific world but i just want to shorten my profile as this is my first blog i had had ever in my life. I am very pleased that you visited my blog and reading my simple biography. Thanks and stay tune for more postings if god willing. LAST but not least, please hold your breath and feel free to keep reading what i call MY INTIMATE SECRETS...HERE WE GO, but can smile little bit?


THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT ME

•Most embarrassing moment: being Iraq in one year, at the age of 17, before the US invade. I felt like chalk and cheese things out there.
•My happiest moment: STILL TO COME..MAYBE MY WEDDING DAY..WHO KNOWS LOL
•My greatest fear: HELL FIRE AND DOOMSDAY.
•The persons I admire most: MY mother and father, they are the one who take care of me when I was young till my adult age...They all dedicated their whole life to me..ALLAH BLESSES THEM.
•My Most treasured passion: my laptop which I bought in 2005, its Toshiba and still functioning 
•My Most unappealing habit: staring funny things, especially when go to the town….
•My favourite word: waa la yaabay
•Favourite book: HOLLY QURAN of course….
•Most guilty pleasure: when I was watching prison break….i never feel guilty about it..
•Guests I would invite in my wedding ceremony: every one who I know including asxaabtii shacabka…
•My biggest disappointment: Trusting some one who was FAKE
•My closes time come to death: every time…especially before I sleep I think about death..And probably every time I fly a plane…
•Favourite city: Mecca
•Favourite football club: CHELSEA fc
•Favourite car: BMW
•My favourite Somali singer’s: max’med moge, faysal cumar mushteeg, khadra dahir, and c.dhule.
•Favourite foreign singer: Enrique iglesias..
.Favourite commedians: cabdi haybe lambad, bon xirsi, and mr bean...
•Favourite colour: blue light
•My legacy: the whole lot superior I have done in this world.
•The most important lesson life has taught him: take pleasure in, because its short
•Who should I thank to: ALLAH, after that you because you are reading my secrets right now. :)

UNTILL FOR NEXT EDITING ABOUT ME, I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST AND THANK YOU FOR VISITING MY BLOG..PLEASE LEAVE YOUR VIEWS, COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS FOR FURTHER IMPROVEMENT..

AHMED HANAD


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