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To:www.imaannetworking.wordpress.comsee you there!

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The past few weeks I have been down. You know that feeling where you are overwhelmed by the sense that ‘something is missing’ but you’re damned if you know what that ‘something’ is? It feels like a battle to drag yourself out of bed in the morning, and a mission to get to work. Well I had a prolonged attack of emptiness last week. What the reason was I think was a classic case of the winter

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Snippets of conversations: 1 “Why dont you quit your job and go live with your parents?” my parents are only temporarily living in another country, why should I follow them? “Why dont you quit your job and go live your parents?” *sigh* InshAllah 2 “Why dont you work for company X? I have contacts there?” why should I? it is not exactly in my field? and my current job requires more

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This is just a little post towish everyonea blessed and happyEid Al-Adha!Eid Mubarak!and don' forget Imaan Networkings Eid party onthe 5th of December 7:00 pmfurther details can be found at:www.imaannetworking.com

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I wear a headscarf, usually wound tightly around my head so that if there was anything untoward hiding under there it would show up as a clear bump. Certainly I could conceal alot more in my padded bra than between my rather fine hair follicles... so can someone tell me WHY airports in the UK have taken to inspecting my headscarf and ONLY my headscarf at the security barrier? It is not intrusive

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I think one of the main lets call them ‘adventures’ I had in London has to do with accommodation. When I moved here two years ago to embark on my new career, I could neither afford nor did I want to live on my own. In this big city I thought house sharing would be the quickest way to meet people, and get to know London. In these two years I ended up moving 3 times, have lived in 3 different

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I had a really eventful week! I had a birthday and have crossed over into a new decade, and I finally rode my bicycle! And I am not sure which is more exciting! My bicycle is a beautiful ridgeback rapide speed womens bike, that is three years old, and used to belong to a Newzealander in London who rode it for over 20 miles every day. I found her on gumtree, she was the first bike I looked at and

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I want to talk about how a Muslim woman, upon reaching adulthood, and starting to abide by Islamic dress rules for her manages not to miss out on that wondrous hobby that is swimming. I love swimming, I adore it. I grew up in a hot sunny country in a swimming pool. Becoming a woman, and even though not yet a hijab wearing woman, meant that swimming was no longer such an easy activity. Swimming

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When I was little, Eid was a big affair. We Muslims have two Eids, Eid Al-Adha also known as the Big Eid is a four day celebration at the end of the Hajj season, and Eid Al-Fitr or the Little Eid and my favourite, is a three day celebration of the end of the month of fasting, Ramadan. As a kid, we made a bigger fuss of the little Eid, I think it was the reprieve from fasting and the excitement of

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Islam, I firmly believe, is a religion of moderation, and is a self proclaimed ‘middle ground’ religion. People have taken this to mean that it falls in between Christianity's’ focus on spirituality and the love of God, and Judaism's respect for dogma and law. I take the view that it also applies to our everyday lives, that a person must take equal care of her spiritual, physical, emotional, and

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