Sail Along The Blue Waters…

sail along the blue waters …

      A Sail along the blue waters

Combed back the wavy black, so ebony hair,

Dims, as the silvery look appears, amazingly I stare.

Seeing you mature from nineteen to a sixty four.

Sharing the good and the bad, memories galore.

A garden of roses, the thorns, the fragrance of love.

A blessing from the wonderful heavens above.

The many birthdays, seasons, drifted by so swiftly.

As the hands of time moved on cold and insensitively.

Now oh so many candles and a cake rather small..

Another year of experience for you to recall.

Gonna be a simple celebration to bring in the light.

For another many years of journey to your delight.

Enjoy the blue waters under Gods glorious radiant sun.

Laughter happiness and days filled with real fun.

let the past make you a future so  easy and splendid.

With days special that no mind or heart can ever rid.

May all your dear wishes, dreams turn to reality.

With a road paved for days of everlasting serenity.

Happy Birthday may today open the many a smiles

A pleasant sail and every dawning so worth while.

Soon one of us will bow out to the angels call.

To the land of no return we go , that heavenly hall.

Till then enjoy yourself with every sunrise sunset.

May God Almighty give you good health, with no  regret!!

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Big Dad with his teenagers!

a grand table ready.. whats going on Abdu?

Me and my best friend with her mum

Trans Asia Year 2006-2007….

WM Saleem Lunch down south ...December 2006

It was an awesome sight walking through our beautiful airport in the seasonal spirit, which stretched far out in a never ending line. As they say ‘it was a bliss of happiness and tranquility’ that invaded my heart and soul. To add to the beauty of what was before me I was awarded with a pleasant surprise. There, flashed before my very eyes, AKBAR BOTHERS TEA! It brought tears of joy to my eyes, to discover that my very first student was now the Director of the Company!

It was a long and tiring journey to the hotel but once I reached the Trans Asia; my destination, the feeling of happy moments to come kept bubbling deep within me and it was sure a feast to absorb in the breathtaking festive scenery that was dripping all around me.

On arrival my niece, Firasa and my cousin, Asgar organized our annual family barbecue. The memorable presence of my entire family filled the smoky air with barbecue sauce well seasoned with murmurings of fondest love and laughter that deeply moved me. At last, Chance had blessed me with the opportunity to be part of it, and I smothered myself with it like it was a bowl of warm mashed potatoes.

Like a tender Denise Robbins novel I was blessed to witness the most romantic wedding of the year as they included me in their guest list. From Russia with love they flew to Sri Lanka. A son of a Sri Lankan Malay family(my husband’s friend namely Brano) married the daughter of a Russian family.  

As we all know ‘Love is many a splendor thing and a sentimental journey meant for only just two’. Unfortunately those who have been disappointed in love believe it appears only in movies and are just fantasies, because for some reason or the other they failed to make that romantic journey when their hearts entwined with their lovers. Now all they’re left with, is the satisfaction of words like “US” and “OURS” or “STOLEN MOMENTS” that end up in books and e-mails.

But to this young and innocent couple very much in love, distanced hills did not matter nor did they think that two different worlds would collide as they proudly held hands and decided to walk through this world and make it through the night!

They did not want to sink in the sea of heartbreak and spend lonely nights with memories of stardust melodies, the memory of love’s refrain! To this adorable couple, it was love conquers all!

The wedding was delicately prepared by the bride and groom. The ceremony was performed with both  Russian and Sri Lankan Malay traditions. The romantic ceremony concluded with the couple dancing, to the very first song the groom had serenaded to win the heart of his true love.  

Then it was a stroll down memory lane when the Royal College 59 group organized a grand dinner at the Great Wall Hotel. It touched my heart to see these silvered haired daddies go back in time to relive their youth. Most of them in their last lap of the fifties, were trying to look and appear young and others were satisfied to age gracefully. To breathe all this in without emotional feelings was beyond my very strength and I had to fight back tears that were escaping down my cheeks. Oh if I could only turn back the pages of time!

It was a treat of a life time when my gracious little first student Hatim’s, (now a man) parents Mr. Mrs. Akbarally wanted to meet me for the very first time after my reunion with him last summer.  They held a grand banquet and it made me happy and proud to meet the exceptionally lucky parents and all the family members. Memories, memories, can’t decay and time can never ever steal.

Hatim’s parents won a special place in my heart the day they brought in their little boy to my class. I always adored children and this little one stole my heart with one little impish look from his salty eyes. They, with the help of God, gifted me with the golden opportunity of enjoying the little wonder boy when I was just 20 yrs old at the Pre School Training Institute at Havelock Road. Through the decade of time he never left my heart along with a little girl called Zeba Moosajee whom I had the privilege of meeting last summer as well. I consider them both my special doves of happiness!

  

Time moved by slowly with the approaching of the Hajj festival and of course the International NEW YEAR’S celebrations where we give our hearts out to spending spree’s and delight in the exchange of gifts, love and the wonder of shared moments of time with each other.

We sit down to set out positive guides for our futures so the cracking of fireworks and the music of old times, will ring in an exceptional New Year, to add to life’s stratum. But after the cake and party hats are put away Baby New Year has his own plans for us. So we pray for doves with leaves in their mouths, we hope our nation rises slowly and wisely to serenity, praise and not any more ammunition.

With the dawn of 2007 I had another family get together organized by Azra Faleel and though unexpected, and unplanned she did a grand job. Knowing her talents and capabilities the one-dish gathering was a great success! The Sameer’s young and old graced the occasion with a wide spread of delicacies and fun filled games which they had so desired for a long time. Once again 298 Bambalapitiya was filled with three generations of unending love that kept the family spirit alive. The musical chairs, mainly for the men, were out in the garden but were enjoyed by all. So like flames to dust we remember that all good things must come to an end. They wound up the feast with hopes and plans of another Sameer family gathering in the upcoming summer.

Yesterday departed so fast with every sun rise, sun set and left me with echoing memories to linger in the twilight stage of my life. Hatim, his beautiful wife and his adorable kids spent their precious time with me at lunch prior to my departure. My eyes and my heart could not help but recall Hatim Akbarally, this very little toddler’s heart and eyes which once sparkled and glistened with tears and hands covered with paint, now matured and though honored  high with his achievements and titles galore, returns to his noble native land so loyally, despite his global travels.

With a heart that’s dented and a wound that cannot be healed I find myself packing to bid adieu to my lovely isle the land that was once my earthly paradise….Friends here are made in deeds and not mere words. The taste of happiness was the sweetest and is meant to be preserved not left out to spoil.

“Distant hills, oceans apart, may us divide

And you no more I see,

And when twilight drops its curtain,

Pinning it with a shining star.

Remember all you dearest friends

Of me, who will be many miles afar.”

Sticks and stones may break ones bones, but words will ?

Daddy please my hearts full of blisters!

  • UK authorities have not informed SL government
  • Parents are currently behind bars

By Gazala Anver

What would have been a perfectly normal day for Shakira Wahab, living in the UK with her husband Fayaz and three kids, turned out into a long drawn out nightmare, resulting in her landing behind bars and having her children taken away from her and fostered with strangers. On September 28, 2011, Shakira was bathing her youngest daughter Alisha* in a basin when her two year old son Asad* playfully jumped on her. Shakira allegedly removed her arm from the basin to carry Asad, and in the process of forcibly moving her hand, baby Alisha incurred a minor injury on her bottom, near her perineum. The cut was deep and bled a little, and panicking, Shakira took Alisha to the hospital. The hospital however, did not believe Shakira’s account of the incident, and called Social Services (SS) – after which all hell broke loose. “When she (Shakira) took Alisha to the Emergency room and informed the medical practitioner as to how the injury occurred, the hospital was not convinced and without any further assessment or interrogation took the matter to the social services,” said Shamara*, Shakira’s sister. “The SS wanted a full skeletal survey done on Alisha. The following morning, September 29, the medical practitioner informed my sister that Alisha had sustained several rib fractures on her left side and a few indefinite rib fractures on her right,” Shamara said. According to Shamara, her sister was naturally at a loss when asked how Alisha sustained the rib injuries. “Alisha was a healthy and happy baby feeding well with no signs of bruising or symptoms of rib fractures,” she said. “By the evening of the 29th the SS informed my sister that they would be issuing an interim care order for a period of 3 days, on grounds of unexplained rib injuries. They suspected that Alisha would have been abused.” Just like that, suddenly, her other two children were also taken away from her on grounds “of risk of sustaining injuries in the future,” “emotional harm” and “neglect.” “My father and I flew over immediately and he put himself forward to be assessed as a kinship carer. I claimed custody over the children under my father’s care to help him in the day-to-day practical needs of the children.” Despite Shakira’s father producing a legally certified clear Criminal Records Bureau (CRB) check for 25 years, it was not good enough. He then registered in the area General Hospital and rented a house for the children, building up an entire care plan. Two months down the line, the assessment continued, Shamara said, claiming that the maximum time taken for an assessment is 2 to 3 weeks. Despite going through all possible lengths to secure the children, absolutely nothing would do. “Whatever we did or said, they always twisted it against us in court. The SS gagged my sister and her husband. They were punished for no crime,” said Shamara. In the following months, the family was allowed to see the children four days every week, two hours a day, and always under surveillance by the SS. They could only speak to the children in Tamil if there was an interpreter and every word spoken was carefully monitored. “The SS also threatened us that if they cry, or get distressed while in our presence, they would cut contact and let us visit the children only once or twice a week.” According to Shamara, the children too were clearly distressed and the fact that they were getting distant from their culture and religion was all the more disturbing. “The children were even in different placements, living apart from each other. When this was brought up, my sister and her husband never received a proper response.” After the SS ran a medical investigation over all three children, it was discovered that the oldest child, Ameera* aged 9 and Asad were both perfectly healthy, physically and mentally. Only Alisha had sustained rib injuries and a cut near her perineum. The SS were still unconvinced, and despite requests, they did not allow Alisha to be examined by an independent doctor. All hopes that the family would be able to gain custody over the children too were shattered, when the SS informed that Shakira’s father was “too old” and could not look after the children. “Despite being their maternal aunt, even I was refused on grounds of not having a long term visa. When we spoke to other SS workers in the area, they informed us that no grandparent could be refused on grounds of old age. When my father’s assessment fell through, we put forward my uncle who is a British citizen and has CRB checks in UK. The SS immediately refused saying that they cannot change authority to another area.” Then the bomb dropped. The SS allegedly went on to say that the children would be given up for forced adoption if no extended family came forward. “The SS is issuing a Care order in February to have 100 per cent legal rights over the children,” said Shamara. At that point, both Shakira and her husband breached court order and on December 22, took away their children. Newspapers in the UK reported the incident, saying that the police and port authorities were on the look-out for them and on December 24, they were found and both Shakira and her husband were arrested by police in Leicester, charged with child abduction and jailed. The children were moved back to foster care. “The UK authorities let my sister and her husband fight for justice alone. They did not inform the Sri Lankan embassy in the UK or the Sri Lankan Government. We are left with the fear that we will never see the children again. All we want is to bring them back to Sri Lanka safely,” Shamara pleaded. “What is more, is that the media in the UK has even published pictures and the names of the children. How are they supposed to live a normal life after this?” she asked. *names changed to protect the identity of the children

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Careless Hands That Unfold The Flower Of Life

What do you exactly mean by abuse?

A single incident of assault also constitutes abuse, “Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Which is worse?????

The answer is in the hands of your good judgment

Abuse means “The power of life and death are in the tongue.” So said, a guy named Solomon… Abuse: Is it the language of those in Authority and Failures in life?

Words once said can never be unsaid and the pain is deeper than any physical violence. They often remain with deep unhealed wounds and more permanent scars embedded that can be revived easily at the stroke of anything related to it. It is stored in the backyard of the mind with heartaches by the number resulting in troubles by the score

Abuse is a pattern of forcible behavior control, that one person exercises over another to gain or maintain power, control or extraction in a relationship. Battering tattering and a load of abusive language is the oldest weapon in the world. Criticism, using past offenses, expressing negative expectations,yelling, expressing ill feeling, are forms of verbal abuse.Free of cost, available as and how the need arises, it is ferocious and is exercised, demonstrated, and implemented with no boundaries. Abuse is a global, emotional, physical, verbal, language, a painful weapon, to keep their custodians as a puppet on a string under their insensitive control.

The level of abuse can be gauged by the frequency, volume, and emotional weight given to the words. Abuse as recognized often happens in cycles. There are a variety of ways of abuse such as Tension Building Phase, Explosion Phase, and the Calm Phase. Abuse is related to frustration, deprivation, failure, dissatisfaction, insensitiveness, and tension. 

Inciting a misunderstanding, falsely accusing and portraying someone as bad, or creating a fictional story, and framing the innocents are all forms of abusing. They inflict deep unexplainable pain in one’s heart and mind which will finally destroy the biological and physical state of mind and heart of the victim. It can defame the innocent victim in many ways, for example words used to threaten, control, or insult a “loved” one will surface uncertainty, insecurity, inferiority, and hopelessness in one’s life. The spouse, parent, child, teacher or boss, they are the ones who hold the power and authority to verbally abuse you. It proves the strength and power of painful words to cause serious emotional and mental harm, more than one can ever imagine, such permanent damage is absolute. Such words you inflict on them stay permanently in the backstage of their minds. This can cause serious damage to their future as well. They should be weighed carefully before it escapes our lips. Be cautious of the words you toy with and the use of vocabulary in your daily life. This can harm your loved ones and those under your custody. It can become part of one’s vocabulary in any type of dialogue. It’s a lesson for parents to be on the alert of such vocabulary that flows carelessly to get kids under control. Think before you utter words that cause an endless pain, wounded hearts are slow in healing. They may never heal again. What’s the use of being sorry when regrets are in vain.

The tongue is known to be a ferocious beast and if let loose, attacks like a viper. It has no control, very insensitive and has no barriers to the words that slip out so easily and so fast. Such usage of indecent undignified language flows in ones speech according to the pattern of life that has been designed by their environment.

Domestic violence is a very serious issue. However, many people do not realize that abuse is actually occurring because there is no physical violence visible. It has to be accepted that the effects of emotional abuse can be far-ranging and not apparent for years to come. The worst major side-effect of emotional abuse is the effect it has on the psyche and self-esteem of the person upon whom it has been inflicted. Serious, long-ranging effects stem from emotional abuse. Emotional and mental issues can arise immediately, or they may not manifest themselves for weeks, months, or years to come. Often times, these effects can be seen in physical abuse perpetrated by the victim years down the road.

The most obvious potential side-effect of emotional abuse is that it often promotes the escalation into physical violence. When the abuser finds that he/she is not achieving a sufficient level of control through verbal and mental abuse, they will more than likely turn to physical violence as a Hobson’s choice for defensive purpose or to achieve their ultimate goal. That is why it is very important to recognize and eliminate an abusive situation as soon as possible.

The dark side-effect of emotional abuse is the effect it has on those people around you. If you have children living in the household, and you are a victim of verbal abuse, they will consciously, or subconsciously, pick up on those habits, and perceive them as normal. They will then go on to exhibit abusive, terrorizing behavior in their relationships which has become a part of today’s lifestyle. It is the worst kind of harassment abuse and it evokes a stress response in children. As a child, witnessing various forms of abuse can be traumatizing and they finally grow up to be terrorists.

This is also a kind of stress that alters the child physically, lowering their ability to fight off disease, increasing their risk for many stress-related ailments. Aside from the physical affects, a child living in terror has no opportunities to develop anything other than unhealthy and anti-social survival skills Emotional abuse is the core of all forms of abuse, and the long-term effects of child abuse and neglect in general stem mainly from the emotional aspects of abuse. Actually, it is the psychological aspect of most abusive behaviors that defines them as abusive. Despite the fact that the long-term harm from abuse is most often caused by the emotional aspects of the abuse, emotional abuse is the most difficult of the forms of abuse to substantiate and prosecute. Actual physical injury is often required before the authorities can step in and assist a child. Abusive relationships can lead to the victim feeling lonely and depressed. This is the gateway to drugs and suicidal thoughts. Thus emotional abuse is far more dangerous than physical abuse or financial abuse.

As long as one is towing the line to the abusers requirements satisfaction and being on his side, agreeable and nice, all will be relatively calm. But when one dares to question or contribute and stand for ones rights then all hell will break lose. Don’t let the abuser bring your dignity, interest, self esteem and values in life down at any cost. .You may tend to err but that does not mean you deserve the verbal beatings which is part of his vocabulary. He is the one with the major problem. Have an optimistic attitude and fill your life with enjoyment and relaxation with voluntary work where nothing is enforced on you as obligatory.

Bear in mind wherever you may be emotional abuse is more than just a verbal abuse. It is an attack on ones emotional and social development. It is a basic threat to healthy human development and progress in life. Emotional abuse is belittling, coldness, cruelty, ignoring, rejecting, and harassment. Sniggering and any kind of negative attitude towards those under your custody is a kind of body language that speaks louder than words!

An abuser seeks remedies to justify using abusive language and believes that the victim has graduated for this treatment. The abuser may assume he is making the wrongs right, but he is actually finding alibis to protect his weakness. Sadly the victim serves to be an all important purpose in the abusers life where he could project all his deep seated inadequacies upon. . It is a kind of satisfaction that is being revealed in one to make one’s victim feel worse than he really is. One may also recall or rerun the abusive life and the feelings of being trapped and the helplessness felt to have been in that unexplainable position. If you have no control of your abusive language then you may need professional help.

You can overcome the abusive garbage poured on you, by choosing to live a life that’s the opposite of it. Crown your self with a dignified ardent personality that becomes the real you. You need not live a life of masquerade anymore. This attitude will help on the road to recovery in good time. Sometimes one is left on the fence with mixed feelings of mismatched thoughts to make a final decision, a solution to the abusive situation. .But legal advice is not the conclusive solution for the emotional and mental state of the victim who is now under captivity.

There is no physical medication or therapy available to attend to the abuser or the victims unless one creates softness in one’s heart the care and concern will surface and the desire to remedy this enemy within will come to light. Sincerity and silken smooth words spun from kind tongues and hearts is the rule for recovery from the verbal abuse that has oozed out so profusely

Now as I write this, I am aware that there is a possibility that I could have stirred feelings of discomfort and chills that might be running down the spines of those who are currently struggling in an abusive relationship wherever you maybe. It is not a strange feeling as we have all lived there once in some way or the other. It is understood that when being battered and entangled in this world of abuse your partners or superiors and those who have authority over you will succeed and escape gracefully. Let it not effect you!

Last not least… remember being under the custody of a Narcissist is like having a viper  wrapped around you.

Which is Worse.... Stones or Words?

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Sweet Memories of 4th February…

Small Uncle and Melina 1980

THOUGHTS OF THAT SPECIAL DAY IN MY MEMORY WILL FOREVER STAY…4TH FEBRUARY
 WAS IT SO LONG AGO  CAME AN EARTHLY ANGEL FROM ABOVE
THE BREATH OF HAPPINESS THE FRAGRANCE OF SWEET LOVE
THE STORMY DAYS THAT CAME OUR WAY WAS NOT ANY REASON
TO RETARD THE JOY  THE HAPPINESS WE HAD THROUGH ALL THE SEASON
WALKING TOGETHER AND SOMETIM…ES APART BROUGHT NO STIRFE
THE CRAZY WAYS THAT WE DID SHARE TIS THE JOURNEY OF LIFE
A MUM A DAUGHTER A SISTER A TEACHER YOU PROVED TO STAY
UNIQUE SO MASTERLY AS YOU ENTER ANOTHER YEAR… TODAY
LET THE STARRY DAYS BE WITH YOU TILL THE OCEANS RUN DRY
SHOWERED WITH GODS BELSSINGS NEVER A DAY FOR YOU TO CRY
SUNRISE…SUNSET HAVE A GEAT DAY AND  SURPRISES YOUR WAY
WITH EVERY DAWNING MEMORABLE YEAR AND EXCITING DAYS!!

Dad arrives with his first stereo cabinet!

 

Melina..with my mums Lavendar Cake!!!

‎4th February….A golden afternoon..
In my heart lingers memories of that day
Not so long ago the sweet cry that rings in my ear
 Is a melody so sweet bringing thoughts of that year
Memories of m…y little girl  happiness and  pride
 Her very first day at school and tears I did hide
Holding hands walking with her made me glad
Thoughts of soon a lady she be made me sad
Into her class I did go she looked straight at me
Mum please forever you must always with me be
A kiss I laid on her cheek with whispers of love
The look of trust she shared I treasure it till now
Memories of that day will never ever go away
In my heart it lingers a sweetness to this day
Time whizzed by and came the day I did cry
All dressed in white in another’s arms oh ..I did sigh
With hopes for the best she walked away
Tears flowed will she have happiness to stay
Two lovely kids for the flavor to fill the cup of joy
 A fragrance of love that none can destroy
She stands with chin held high and now alone
Proud mum with her kids so tall and grown
Side by side together they make her so happy
Dearest daughter you mean the world to me
You drive me crazy yet you are my dearest love
A treasured prize god gifts from above
As you blow the many candles to celebrate
I am so glad that I made it to see this date
Happy bday and may you have many more
 Good health peace of mind forever ever more
 starry days may you always see..today tomorrow
and wherever you may be