Najeebwali

In the small peninsula in the persian gulf, a land which was once under persian rule, Rashidun caliphate, ottoman and british rule, before finally becoming independent and self governing in from the british on September 1st, 1971, the twenty second edition of the FIFA world cup took place.   This is a nation, that one could argue by accident of geography was destined for the shadows. To the north lies the persian behemoth of Iran, a nation of huge geographical expanse and a population of 90 million people, to the west, the Arab juggernaut of Saudi Arabia, with her massive oil wealth and the two holiest cities of Islam, and the south, the commercial and tourist node that is the UAE. The Qatari irrepressible spirit was never going to accept being in the shadows, against all odds, the Emir, Tamim Ibn Hamad Al - Thank has gone to great lengths to build a twenty first century kingdom and put Qatar on the global map and consciousness. What they lacked in hard power, their investm

Ya Rasulallah, He whom it is honorable to call Master, for associating with Abu - Zahra honors with an honor unrefuted. Ya Rasulallah, to whom being enslaved to is a rank above all earthly stations, for we are all hitherto enslaved, except the one whom you liberate with your everlasting liberation. Ya Rasulallah, the dispeller of all darkness, and the giver of everlasting light, for your light outshines a million suns. Ya Rasulallah, the fountain of mercy to wretched us, for your mercy alone puts all mothers to shame. Ya Rasulallah, the source of hope in a of pain and anguish, for it is only through you, the multitude find succor. Ya Rasulallah, the bestower of joy to an anguished heart, for every other 'joy' bar thee is a grand illusion. Ya Rasulallah, the only guide in a lost world, for without you we are but sheep without a shepherd, and are lost irrevocably. Accept this litany ya Abu - Ibrahim, for all your servant seeks is your acceptance.