I was truly horrified in the last few days when I watched a video on youtube about an ‘honour’ killing involving a 17 year old Kurdish girl who fell in love with a Sunnai Muslim. She was dragged from her house and stoned publicly until she took her last breath.Is it really possible that people could be like this? I understand, living in the Middle East, how two different sects of people could fall for each other, and I also understand how it is wrong to the extent that it goes against your family beliefs and your culture. But, can we really help who we fall for? I don’t believe we can. We all grow up watching the media, we see celeb weddings – we stereotype – ’she married him for publicity’ – ’she married him for money’ – how about; ’she married him because she loves him?’ Do we ever say this? What if it is true? How can we all be so stereotypical when infact we have no idea what goes on behind closed doors?
Should we only fall in love with ‘our kind’?
In Northern Ireland, many years ago, we had the same problem between catholics and protestants. Thankfully, my family are very open minded and I was never pressured to stay away from the other religion. Being protestant and sent to a Roman Catholic school was infact a shock for the majority of my parents friends. ‘Are you really sending her to a Roman Catholic school?’ My parents of course looked on in disbelief. How could these people have the audacity to say that?
I’m surprised to see it is still a problem, and the extremeness of the attack on the Kurdish girl this week just made me question; what type of people are there out there?
We cannot choose our family but we can choose our friends.
We cannot choose who we fall for but what if they don’t fall for us back?
“If you love someone, let them go. If they return to you, it was meant to be. If they don’t, their love was never yours to begin with…” -Unknown
What do you do if you feel really strongly about someone? Do you tell them? What if they are your friend? Do you take the chance of ruining the great friendship that you have?
Over the last 5months, I’ve been ’socialising’ with this guy. He makes me feel so great about myself, when I’m on a ‘downer’ , feeling moody, depressed, miserable – he always knows how to cheer me up.
He makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. I know that he has faith in me, something no one ever has had. He believes in me, I’m not a perfect person, and I never will be, no one in this world is perfect, but I’m trying to be a better person.
He knows how I feel but I don’t know if he truly knows how I feel. I don’t know if he believes it. We get on great as friend, we bicker and argue about the small things in life, the unimportant things but not a day goes by were he doesn’t bring a smile to my face..
I was brought up a good christian girl. I attended church regularly, sang in church choirs, attended scripture union and went to Girls Brigade.
There was always questions in my mind, doubts in my belief. One being that Jesus was the son of God, another being that he wasn’t in fact crucified and lots more.
After coming to the Middle East, I took a keen interest in Islam. I have, as yet, not converted as I still have questions in my mind and therefore I won’t convert until I fully believe.
However, besides the above. I always ask myself; why does God let innocent people suffer?
In Islam, suffering is seen as the result of Allah’s positive will (“Verily We have created man into toil and struggle” — Qu’ran 90:4).
The “problem of pain,” as the well-known Christian scholar, C.S. Lewis, once called it, is atheism’s most potent weapon against the Christian faith.All true science and history, if rightly understood, support the fact of God. This evidence is so strong that, as the Bible says: “The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God” (Psalm 14:1).
So, why do people suffer? Why are little children kidnapped, murdered, raped and abused? Why did the family down the road lose their 13 year old daughter to Cancer?
After much research through reading guys mags, guys blogs, public forums and much more about football, I decided to take it apon myself to learn a little bit more about the sport.
I have come to the following 10 conclusions.
1. Peter Crouch is just a complete donkey. He does nothing but bounce about with that big head of his.
2. Christiano Renaldo – playing super at the moment although personally I think he is a prick.
3. Stephen Gerrard – saves Liverpool. Without him in the Champions League final Liverpool will lose.
4. Kaka – AC Milan – He could infact pull it off and win the CLF for AC alongside with the help of Gattuso.
5. Michael Owen – This guy has had his day. Give it up. Your old now.
6. Gattuso – AC Milan, they may have all the glits and glamour but without Gattuso this team would be nothing. It seems he does all the nitty gritty hard work.
7. I’m not a Manchester United supporter but Paul Scholes – this guy is a ginger tosser but he is consistent and one of the best players in the premiership at the moment.
8. Marino – What’s this guys problem?? He expects to win all the time. No point making excuses, Liverpool beat them fair and square this time.
9. Who would love it if Chelsea got booted to first division next year?!
10. My tenth and final conclusion is that I much prefer to watch Rugby and the players are much hotter!
As a teenage girl, I could never understand how my best friend could be so girly.
We had been friends since we were one year old. . . .as children as we bathed together, slept together, played together, were in the same class throughout school and spent many friday and saturday night’s chilling out in front of the fire watching movies.
It was almost a ‘Dawson and Joey’ relationship. I never had sexual feelings for him, ever. He was my best friend and to this day still is but what I couldn’t understand was; why he enjoyed reading my girly mags, telling me how the latest shoes I had got were beautiful and how my hairstyle on that particular day, suited me.
Over the years, I began to question, whether, in fact, he was heterosexual at all. He had had girlfriends, plenty, enjoyed sexual activities with them and even slept with random girls on night’s out.
I never felt that I could ask him until one night I plucked up the courage, ‘are you gay?’
His reply; ‘of course, how come it has taken you so long to ask?’
I’ve never felt so much relief, I was surprised though at how much it affected me, I loved him so much as a best friend but the thought that came into my head was his mother. I know that she had told me once, if he ever told me he was gay, I’d disown him. I couldn’t even imagine what his father would say and I wouldn’t like to think about it.
So after many thoughts – my question is this; did the fact that he was brought up with me, a girl, have anything to do with his sexuality now? did it matter that he played with my dolls? that i practiced putting make-up on him so that he could be the ‘princess’ during the game? did it make a difference that we had fashion shows and dressed up in my mother’s clothes? do all these things add up to the fact that he is now infact gay?
