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Pind is Punjabi for Village...Pindoo...well...is one of us!
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has added a new journalPeeps...I'm really sorry I never did anything with this village but I am most honoured to have been joined by my fellow Pindoos!
Now it's your turn...to make this thriving (cough) pind of ours into the gossip (I mean village chit chat) central!
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has added a new journalSalam Alekum
Hello,
My name is Zahid n I'm 23. I am from Chicago and went to school in Indianapolis. I have recently moved overseas to Hyderabad, India for business outsourcing for a fantasy sports website. I am new to this website and would like to meet some cool muslim people.
drop me a line if your interesting in chatting more.
peace,
Z
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has added a new journalHer long, thick, shiny black hair
Fell against her back.
Her rich, copper skin
Gleamed in the sunlight.
Her slender figure outlined,
With her soft voluptuous curves.
But when she stepped outside,
She became a ghostly figure of the night.
Nothing more to the people
Than a dark, shadowy figure of oppression.
But she showed them.
As she walked down the street,
People made way,
Men lowered their gazes in utmost respect.
And others whispered,
As she held her head up high,
With pride in her belief
And showed them how oppressed she really was!
While they whistled at their women,
Looking them up and down as they were pieces of meat to be inspected?
She pitied their savage ways.
As she walked into the arms of her partner,
Her only love,
Her husband.
Where she was transformed,
Into her beautiful self,
For only his eyes to see.
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has added a new journalBaby, it's all good! - A modern hijab poem
What do you see when you look at me
Do you see someone limited, or someone free
All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can't see my hair
Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and un-liberated
They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain 'free'
Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused
They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn't my choice
They think that the hood makes me look caged
That my husband or dad are totally outraged
All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear
Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the One up above
On the day of judgment they will be the fools
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules
Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty
See I have declined from being a guy's toy
Because I won't let myself be controlled by a boy
Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren't busy looking at my behind
Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause
I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
And because some people are inspired by my sight
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me
We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated
We are the ones that are free and pure
We're free of STD's that have no cure
So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just sum it up by saying, 'Baby its all good'
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has added a new journalhello all my name is tina and i am looking to make good honest friends i am nice girl im 32 and f single i live in lousiana usa and i am looking to talk to anyone who wants to be good friends so add me:)
mani_ahmed
hi tine ... i am male and from pakistan, 31 yrs old and sick these days. I need someone to talk to to pass time ... would love it if we can hook up some how ...regards,
