About

Welcome and Peace,

My name is Nadeem. I am Muslim. I’m 24, nearly 25. I don’t know where the time went.

One time I came to a man I consider to be a great scholar (who, by the way, humbly considers himself “just a man who has read a few books”). I told him how I felt filled by ideas for the world, for society, for justice and I also told him about the rising angst and contradiction in my inner life. He told me that all of these hopes and ideas and feelings may be very good, but that they will ultimately be nothing if my internal state is not in the proper place. That was over suhoor (pre-fasting meal) during Ramadan, late 2007.

Now, so many months later, by no conscious choice of my own, it seems all of my material desires are gone. My hopes for change, for justice, for service, for technology are still in there somewhere, but buried under the necessity for self-reflection. I guess it’s got to be like that for a bit. My hopes for love are not quite as buried, but are slowly succumbing to a plan that is clearly uninfluenced by any inclination and planning of my own.

That’s me.

Oh and I love to laugh. So maybe I’ll do that too.