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Ramadan Mubarak!

The setting: an Elementary school classroom, circa 2004. A young girl clad in jeans ripped at the knees (trendsetter, obviously) frantically shoves her belongings in her backpack (which she proudly bought with her own money because it was the coolest backpack in the whole wide world), eager to arrive home after a long day, after having endured the calamities and social atrocities that is the seventh grade. Before stepping out, she remembers to retrieve the gourmet concoction (hardly; it was purchased from a bake sale!) that she's been saving all day. Fondling her chocolate cupcake with butter cream frosting and rainbow sprinkles, she's greeted at the door of the classroom by a teacher, Mr. Caldwell.

"Oh my, you've been saving that cupcake all day? Boy, you've got willpower!"

The young girl smiled shyly (she did this a lot) and replied,"It's Ramadan, I'm fasting. God gives me willpower. And... I couldn't miss out on 25 cents cupcakes!"

That young girl, namely, being me. 

“The month of Ramadan in which was revealed the Qur’aan, a guidance for mankind and clear proofs for the guidance and the criterion (between right and wrong)”

[al-Baqarah 2:185]

  "If the servants knew the value of the month of Ramadan, they would like the whole year to be Ramadan."

Source: Baihaqi 

"O ye who believe! Fasting is prescribed to you as it was prescribed to those before you, that ye may (learn) self-restraint."

~ [al-Baqarah, 2:183]

photos source: http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/08/ramadan_2009.html

I love Ramadan! Ramadan Mubarak to all you beautiful people! 

Got no clue what Ramadan is? Check out some info HERE!

Jersey Shore? Should be called Jersey BORE.

The other day I had the misfortune of settling down to watch a little television with The Sibs. What was on? Jersey Shore.
After 10 minutes, I felt like I'd lost quite a few brain cells.
I may also have contracted an STD.

Seriously, if I wanted to witness anything of the Jersey Shore variety, I could've sat in the cafeteria of my high school. :) [I mean, there had to be a reason why we frequented North Hall, instead. And fine, yes, sometimes The Chem Room. And yes, sometimes Mr. Singh's Math Class. Well, alright. Geeks, nerds, what have you. Yes, we were. BUT WE WERE SO TOTES OK WITH THAT, N'AW MEAN?]

Oh yes, this post will spark controversy seeing as how wildly popular Jersey Bore is.
Well, I can't wait!

UUU UPDATES. Handlin' some business like you know how I do + EXCITING NEWS.

1. My very first feature--exciting, exciting, exciting! The incredibly cool Rania from Fashioning Faith: Style Inspiration for Muslim Women, has done a post on my style! Ack! She's from Indonesia--how very exotic, huh?! Check it out HERE, and meanwhile, check out her blog, too! It's CHOCK full of incredible inspiration--I became a follower recently, soon after I found her blog. (I did a 'happy dance' after I found out she wants to feature l'il 'ol me. Err, no I didn't. Err, you didn't hear it from me. Err, somebody has surely hacked my blogger! And I can't press the backspace button!).

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 2. Recently, I did something that takes a lot of gumption and guts (not really). One must be really self-confident and be extremely courageous and what not to do what I just did (ah, no)...
...I made a facebook fan page for Under Urooba's Umbrella! Rather, you can now 'like' Under Urooba's Umbrella on facebook! What, you say, you don't know what facebook is!? Well, it's a social networ--Oh, that isn't the problem, you say? Ouf! Right.
Here is where you can go ahead and hit like--I will like YOU, if you do. (There is also a widget for my Page on the left side of my blog, if you should decide you are too pompous to like it from here. Or perhaps you are seeking a thrill of sorts and believe you wil find it from liking UUU by going to the left side of my blog. THE POINT IS, go ahead and like it. =)):


3. My formspring's been running a little bit empty. Now I know y'all ARE DYING to ask me questions. So, unearth yourself from your shyness and do proceed to ask!
ALRIGHT.
You caught me.
It's me.
I'M the one who IS DYING to have you ask me questions.
I admit it.
You caught me.
SO please, won't you respond in the most positive manner to this confessional?! :D
ASK ME HERE (or on the left side of my blog!):

http://www.formspring.me/urooba 

Late Night/Really Early Morning and Largely Overdue Inspiration. Nothing more and nothing less.

 sources: Colours of My Life by Shahirah Elaiza, The Sartorialist, TeenVogue.com, Hijab Scarf, Denim on Denim, Lost at E Minor, Fashion Pirates