“In the stormy days of our youth, we imagine that solitude is a sure refuge from the assaults of life, a certain balm for the wounds of battle. This is a serious mistake, and experience teaches us that, if we cannot live in peace with our fellow–men, neither romantic raptures nor aesthetic enjoyment will ever fill the abyss gaping at the bottom of our hearts.”—George Sand (via itsquoted)
Ramadan in my hometown Dubai gives the term “melting pot” a whole new meaning; a time which allows people of all faiths and nationalities to enjoy the delectable treats- sweet and savory- that melting pots and pans churn out every day. So instead of sticking to what’s traditionally served at home, go out and try something new, or make these Ramadan regulars at home.
I’ve illustrated some of the usual suspects relished at Iftar around the world:
UAE – “Lgeimat” are fluffy fritters soaked in a sticky, sweet syrup infused with saffron, cardamom, and cinnamon flavors. And I, like many Emiratis, prefer to douse them in honey.
“If I were to put a metaphor to it, I’d probably say I feel like a fetus feels inside a mother’s womb: cared for, not having to worry about wordly desires, or money or fate or faith or stories. Just suspended in fluid, in the moment, waiting for birth.”
“There is poetry in committing a crime after you have served your sentence. I do not have much interest in poetry, but punishment before a crime does have a certain singsong quality to it. The guilty commit the crime; the innocent are punished. That’s the world we live in.”—Mohammed Hanif, A Case of Exploding Mangoes (via dharkannn)
“spend a third of your time with people less successful than you (help them out, boost your self-esteem), a third with people on your level (friendship and support), and a third with people way ahead of you (create the burn, shift your mindset). Most avoid the last third, he says. They can’t handle it. I’m among the most.”
I believe that humanity which has never been defeated by its enemies will, after all, be successful; even now and at long last, instead of wars, hatred and cruelty, the foundation will rest on the message of Hafiz, an old Persian poet: “Every foundation you see is defective, except the foundation of love, which is faultless.” - Faiz
“Lyrics are really the last very hard problem in music. Software and hardware have changed music dramatically in the last thirty or forty years. It’s very, very easy to make pretty good music. I could take anyone in this room, and within two hours, we could make a pretty good music. (Pretty good isn’t very interesting, but pretty good is possible.) But writing songs is just about in the same place it was in the days of Chaucer.”—Brian Eno, interviewed by Alan Moore (via austinkleon)
Nobody ever tells you how many times your idea of “home” will be taken away from you, and twisted and turned and stepped on and changed by other people and forces. I’m hating on hope-mongers right now, but at the same time, I don’t know what else is there to hold on to except hope. Excuse my French, but we’re fucked. We’re being targeted for our beliefs, our professions and the issues we decide to speak about. Our deaths are only a matter of time as the circle closes in on us.
The truth is, I’m next and so are you. And on a day like today, you can not possibly convince me otherwise.