American Woman?

As'salamu Alaikum

The song American Woman by Lenny Kravitz is booming in my mind as I blog. Have you ever had a talk or discussion and suddenly have it come to a screeching halt? The happy you have good brakes type of halt. Last night...I had made the comment that I would like to live on a Muslim compound (Waco, Jim Jones, Warren Jeffs) not even close to what I was referring.

Okay, probably community would have been the better word. I was also reminded that I am an American woman thus, hated by most of the world's population. My loyalties are to my religion first and always. Do I love my country? Absolutely. The reason I love it...this is where my memories exist, where my child was born and raised.

If you ask most people about their origin of birth, they will say they love "their" country subhana Allah. Not a listing of political issues. I was told by my sister in Islam..."U are not American" if I travel with her. That "Americans are HATED everywhere", and advised to put down my flag.

Traveling within this country and other countries, my experiences have all been positive! Alhamdulillah I have not met all the people of the world, or every American. So, I can't accept the statement all Americans are hated.

Maybe I am enveloped in a positive outlook regarding life. Yes, negativity and hatred will continue to have a platform for all who care to listen. Personally, I love seeing the glass 1/2 full... Oh and for the record, I would still love to live in a Muslim community in any wonderful place in this world insha Allah!

Muslima + American = Nazeeya (music fade out)

Time and Reality

As'salamu Alaikum

I have several things on my mind...but for now, time is needed with my husband and our family.

More than minutes ticking away, it is the measurement of our lives. How we use it I suppose is within our control to a certain extent.

Alhamdulillah as a Muslimah I know that I will stand before Allah (SWT) and hear how I lived my life and the goodness that was provided by my hands insha Allah. May my scales (and all Muslimeen)be weighted with good deeds, Ameen.

In essence how was my "time" spent. Treasure each second of each hour. My thoughts right now are elsewhere...but the Ummah is forever in my du'aas. Insha Allah I will still blog...but they won't be as lengthy. Smile, maybe that is a good thing.


When I first started blogging, I said it was primarily to sort the thoughts within my head during daily living. The number of followers (though appreciated greatly) is not the encouragement needed to write. It is...and will remain a source of release and personal reflection. Anyone who follows, Alhamdulillah.

Solitude & reality...Notes from Nazeeya

Where Is the "Customer"?

As'salamu Alaikum Muslimeen and Peace to visitors!

My voice is now rested. Alhamdulillah what does that have to do with blogging you ask? I talk out loud as I type. LOL not so loud that it sounds as if there is a major one-sided conversation happening...but, it's my way of editing.

Last week I must have spent half of the daylight hours dealing with various "Customer Service Representatives." While the remaining hours were curled up in a fetal position nursing the migraine resulting from the darlings of Customer Service. If you detect a tiny amount of sarcasm here...mission accomplished.

When did the idea occur that speaking to an automated voice response would soothe the jagged nerves of the customer? Now trust me, I have worked in Human Resources and dealt with almost every type of personality allowed to walk freely in public. While some I can almost assure you...should have remained home that particular day. Is it hard to have a pleasant voice and remain professional when dealing with the public? You Betcha! But come on, don't we deserve a human voice to hear our first question or complaint about the service we are not receiving?

The very things I love about technology, the instantaneous ability to communicate. To bypass unwanted information etc., is the same thing that is my sadness. Maybe the financial bottom line has, and always will be the winner. I miss hearing a pleasant voice...without having to punch in 100 options on my phone before hand, or play 20 questions with the voice system. Should it take almost 1 hour for a call that could be answered in 10 minutes?

Oh well, I guess I will just dial the number, place the phone on speaker and listen to the muzak! Bye Customer Service, you will be missed.

Heavy sighs and Notes from Nazeeha