Illuminati

I aint no Illuminati but what I do know is that somewhere up there in the highlands, from the Whittington realm, in the presence of Winnie, lies a race unlike that of the democrats and the republicans of the US. O-hi-o!

Sony

 

What’s for breakfast?

Living in The Past

Living in the past is one of the biggest mistakes that most of us make.

Every new day, every sunrise, every breakfast, brings a totally new day, new life, and new opportunities for us to achieve and move forward.

But why do we paralyse ourselves with memories from the past, clinging to them, letting them shape our personalities and hampering our progress in life.

We lose because we choose to lose.

And every day continues to pass without us reaping anything from it.

We are indeed on a journey, and every new day represents the next stop. What a waste if after hundreds of days, we’re still at the same place. Like being on a train whose line goes in a circle that doesn’t link to the next stop, but rather takes you back to the same stop.

When this is the case, where the train goes round and round, we see the same things, the same fields, our visual field remains the same, and the horizon we see is the same horizon again and again. Consequently, we become bored and our minds can only relate to the limited view we’ve seen.

For others, the train derails and joins the rail going the opposite way and we start moving backwards.

Don’t you find it frustrating?

Come with me, let us see new lands and fields, let us see more beautiful things, and let us see variety.

Let memories burn

The next station is Hope. Mind the doors please.

Seashells and Rotten Bark

…And here we are again on another blissful, sunny Sunday early afternoon, having just consumed a small bowl of Cheerios and a mugga English tea. I was very tempted to go for eggs don’t get me wrong, but I have an aqeeqah (birth party – birthday party, Zero’th birthday party which most Muslims do celebrate) to attend after the afternoon prayer.

On the menu apparently there’ll be; Chicken rice, lamb curry, spinach and boneless chicken curry, sweet rice and ice cream. Followed by tea and cake!

Anyway, enough of food, and although after years of over-indulgence in food,I am proud to say I have a finger grooving 6-pack (somewhere under that tub, of course).

It’s important to look good, it’s important to be healthy, it’s important to be active. I have a friend who is 42 but looks like he’s in his late twenties mashaAllaah tabarakAllaah. He’s like 7 foot tall, and BUILT, a true B.F.G.

Anyway, enough of fitness and diets, I have realised I have a growing passion for fashion and arts. I want to go to an art gallery and analyse art. Every picture gives you a different feeling and emotion, and it’s about being able to recognise the feeling it gives you and expressing it to those around you.

It’s amaYzing (as a friend of mine would say).

Check this piece of art out,

This is while we are at a conference at Salford Uni, Manchester. What great art? I mean just look at those expressions. What could I have been telling him with that body language and a 23.53% smile, with that hand movement, and his reaction with a shocked 24% smile, proptosed eyes, hand over mouth, left elbow resting?

You see now that’s what I’m talking about.

It’s a magic, it’s an art, it’s a game. There could only be so much I could be telling him. And so much of what I could be saying is ruled out. It boggles the mind and makes it WORK. And then it plays with the heart and jumbles emotions before connecting you to one.

It sweeps me off my feet.

Bonjour

On this blissful Sunday morning, I find myself sitting here surrounded by Natural Hessian and Snowdrop walls, after having consumed 6 toasts and 4 eggs.

I look out the window opposite and see the branches of our tree reaching for the grey sky with their leaves dancing in the gentle playful breeze. I wonder how many families it has seen come and go from this home. Our tree.

I’m the youngest in my family. When I say that to people, they think of their young siblings and liken me to them. The next question is always ‘so are you spoilt?’ to which I proudly answer yes. But I aint really.

Would it be fair to say that we’re all the same age? That our souls are in actual fact the same age but we were just sent to this world at different times? Perhaps.

I have never been subject to loadsa responsibilities. To be perfectly honest, my life has been so laidback, care-free, and directional in the way I want it. No burdens, no stress. Just uh all the way. Praise the Lord.

Suppose responsibility is something I’ve got to get a grasp of if I wanna move on in life. Why do people want 8-10 kids (with the Lord’s leave of course) when they can just have 2 and lessen their responsibilities?

Promise me you’ll always retain the foundation of who you are. I say to them, fa shizzle ma neegs.

People say I inspire them. People say I’m amazing. People say I’m unique. But I don’t think so. They haven’t sussed me out but I have. I am The Sussist, owner of The Scrolls of Sussism. Which they can’t take from me unless I share.

One Love.

I’m a Man, I’m a Man

I have a terrible confession.

I have read 106 pages of Lipstick Jungle by Candace Bushnell.

Every lunch, the book would stare at me whilst I’d tuck into my sandwiches reading The Metro or just thinking about how tasty the sandwich was and how I couldn’t wait for the next coffee sip.

And during one of those hugely sentimental moments, I thought right, let’s see what this is about.

So I read. And read. And read.

I don’t care what anyone else thinks; I ENJOYED it.

It’s about 3 successful career women in New York, largely feministic.

Not surprisingly, Candace Bushnell also authored Sex and The City.

I found the read stimulating, and thought provoking. And it made me laugh.

And.. yeah.

 

 

 

 

A Revelation

We have consulted the Scrolls of Sussism and have established that Lee wins The Apprentice.

 

So glad he does.

 

Claire eurgh.

 

Helene eurgh.

 

Alex – Hoho!

 

Lucinda will be missed. Was amazed to realise she was on excess of 100K!

Raef Wins The Apprentice!

Well done Raef, you are by far the most worthy of being The Apprentice.

We all knew you’d win to be honest, it was pretty obvious a few weeks back. You composed (no pun intended) yourself well, fought like a gentleman against the gibberish of others, sold well, and taught a whole lot of people out there what it means to be a businessman with etiquette.

So a big round of applause for you, The Apprentice.

You what sorry, what was that Francis?

Sir Alan what?

Lol love, who gives a rat’s ass about Alan’s opinion? I’m not talking about Alan’s apprentice, I’m talking about *THE* Apprentice. There is NO WAY our Raef would want to be the apprentice of Alan Sugar.

Alan Sugar is after all, an evolution of Michael Sophocles. Yes darling, that slimey good Jewish boy. Aint that right, Sir Sugar?

What a Joke.

Sara Dhada is Indian

To put a whole lot of you out of your misery, Sara Dhada is INDIAN.

I have received an abundance of hits to my site in the past few days through the following searches:

is sara dhada indian or pakistani
sara dhada
sara dhada + pakistani
sara dhada pakistani
sara dhada is pakistani
sara dhada -pakistani?
sara dhada from the apprentice is pakistani
sara dhada msn

And loads more before, weird ones, which I can’t remember any more.

She perfomed so much better in the ‘You’re Fired’ programme. She’s not a confontational character. Which is nice too.

It’s getting exciting now isn’t it? Raef to win.

Setting Targets

It’s imperative for every soul that wishes to achieve, to set targets for himself.  Where would you like to be in 5 years time? What would you have liked to accomplish?

It’s the way I have functioned and achieved whatever I have achieved, with God’s help. I set targets for myself, realistic targets and work to hit them. Without setting targets, I find myself taking every day as it comes, and leaving it behind as it goes without reaping from it.

How does this tie in with God’s decree? Well, in totality. God knew you would plan and work to go by your plan, whilst praying to Him to help you achieve it and so he makes it easy for you to meet your targets.

It’s from the hidden scrolls of Sussism which I have chosen to disclose to the world after all these years.