Time to Stand up against the attrocities in Swat!

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The reason I find myself on my blog again is the horrific public lashing of the 17 year old girl in Swat yesterday. There has been a public outcry in Pakistan…. and what a relief. That gives me great hope for Pakistan as a nation. Some pakistanies in denial blame the usual suspects: India, amerika and Israel. But the majority of pakistanies have had enough of these talibani lunatics!

X-plosiv.no has started a petition, to be given to the embassy of Pakistan. “Stop the maddness in Swat”. Ultimatly it is the government of Pakistan which is reponsible for the safety of the pakistani people.

We can not, and will not be passive bystanders whilst our beloved Pakistan is shredded to pieces by religious extremists. I can not believe a part of Pakistan (Swat) has been freed from the pakistani law to create their own barbaric sharia law legislation.

Regardless of the date of the clipping. We as muslims and pakistanies in and outside Pakistan can not tolerate such inhumane acts in the name of Islam!

If you understand norwegian, please read the link regarding the inhumane actions of the pakistani taliban, and how norwegian-pakistanies try to make a difference.

Stop the madness in Swat!

Please sign the petition (Which is in norwegian and english on

http://www.underskrift.no/vis.asp?kampanje=2098

Do visit  http://www.x-plosiv.no/

Marte Michelet – who let the dogs out?

Islamophobia is on a roll. Europeans don’t acknowledge it, but they are in it, head first. The continent with the most horrific of the crimes in recent history, the holocaust. Has less to be proud of as the racism and fascism raises it’s head. Though they are in denial, as Europeans tend to regard themselves as super-beings. The most civilized westerners of the lot. They have at last found an enemy and how! There is no problem in the world they can’t pin on the Muslims. However the most intriguing part of the situation is self-glorifying and apparent lack of common sense.

A woman of substance tells it like it is, in a national newspaper. Both her and the newspaper are of-course labeled “muslim whores”. Marte Michelet speaks of the raising islamophobia, happening at this very moment around Europe. The level of hatred and animosity against Muslims is taking the form of violent and non violent outcries against in most cases innocent fellow-citizens. Their only crime being their religion. Does this ring a bell anyone? Is history repeating itself, and are we being witness to a new Nazi uprising and a new holocaust in the making?

The outrages out-pours to Marte Michelet makes you wonder. Who let the dogs out? The comments to her piece has crossed 720 and still counting! Whatever did the Muslims in Norway do to the Norwegians? Okay, so in some crime-statistics the immigrants are overrepresented. There are ofcourse things done by people with muslim believes which are disgrace. There are crimes committed by them as by any other person with or without the baggage of illiteracy, poverty and other social issues. As no-one with a normal mind would pin all Norwegians pedophiles because some of them were. Or no-one with a normal mind would label all catholic priests as child-abusers, because some were. But now every immigrant is automatically labeled a Muslim, and every Muslim is a wife-beater, terrorist and socially incompetent. Well, hold on a little. There are some striking resemblance between this and the extremists in Muslim countries blaming the west and USA for everything. It is quite ironic to see that the mob against islam is getting quite like the ones they “hate”.

Another interesting aspect of this headless out-pour is that now every other Norwegian is a semi-mullah. To pin you down they have studied the quranic verses and hadiths more then you have. Now they tell you that as a matter of fact you are no real Muslim if you don’t know that quran states the you should kill all non-believers! Now we have semi-mullahs to tell us how our religion is to be practiced. Don’t be a fool and try to reason with them! How can you humbly state that 1,2 billion muslims don’t practice the quran word by word. There aren’t millions of “non-believers” killed due to their religion. The obvious fact that 99% of the 1,2 billion muslims live a quite peaceful and “normal” lives, does not go down well.

One wonders, and rightfully so. Who are the real extremists? How does two wrongs make a right? The name-calling and harassing of Marte Michelets is no pretty sight, and the ambassadors of freedom of speech, democracy and “good” human values should truly be ashamed of themselves. There is no difference in the narrow-minded, illogical extremist views of a mullah in Pakistan or a pseudo-mullah i Norway. It is as sad to see the hatred expressed in the 720 comments posted to Marte Michelets story as it is to hear Osama Bin Laden talking.

The D-vitamin Movement!!

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Let me clarify at the very outset, I’m no doctor (for those who haven’t read “about me”). But having a chronic and severe lack of D vitamin in my body I know a thing or two about D vitamins.

Being a woman and not just any but a Norwegian-Pakistani woman I got dealt some weak cards as far as health was concerned. With 2/3 of the elderly Norwegian-Pakistani women having diabetes type 2 I have a thing or two to worry about. My mother being one of these doesn’t make it any easier. Not only that, many of our mothers also live with severe chronic joint and muscle pains. I know, because I have experienced it first hand. My mother have them all. She is a beautiful, strong and graceful woman. She had a strong and slim body most part of her life. She never suffered from any pains or illnesses when she was young. Contrary to me!

The last couple of years I have been struggling to find out why I have been having all sorts of muscle and joint pains, a weak immune system and higher pain sensitivity. I got all my answer a while back when I got to know that my D-vitamin values were nearly zero!

Being true to myself I took the news in a nonchalant manner. Knowing nothing about this vitamin I went about my life as usual, taking the prescribed d-vitamin pills every now and then. But with time I had to pay attention to what my body was trying to tell me. I googled a lot on d vitamin and what i found was not a pleasant reading.

Lack of D vitamin can cause some serious and even fatal illnesses. Research show that the horrible Multiple Scleroses is a illness getting more common in immigrants in Norway, especially women. There is also ample research showing a clear connection between lack of d vitamin and many kind of cancers. The most common symptom however is severe muscle and joint pains and even depression.

Norway, the land of midnight sun is not that sunny at all. Over half of the year you hardly get any sun exposure. Vanity keeps the Norwegian Pakistani women from getting sun on their face and body as most of them prefer being pale. Sun is the main source of vitamin D, followed by fish. Naturally the body does not get to produce the required amount of vitamin D.

The consequences of your body being deprived of vitamin D are so severe and effecting so many desi women that one can’t sit idle and watch what’s going on. Myself and X-plosiv has therefore started the D-vitamin movement. Main objective being information about vitamin D and how one can get it and what a lack can do to your body. We want everybody to know that this is a serious health issue effecting all the desi women in Norway and can not be taken lightly.

I know take my vitamin D pills religiously! It is devastating to be a young mother of two and have to battle aches and pains in the entire body due to a lack that can be fixed easily. I just hope I am not too late. And my strongest wish is to make everyone aware of it make them take responsibility for their health!

Death of a journalist – The sorrow of two widows

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On the 14. of January a Norwegian delegation to Afghanistan came to experience the horror of terrorism way to closely. The foreign minister was on a visit, staying in a luxury hotel in Kabul. With him were the usual brigade of people, journalists, advisers and co-workers. The terror attack on the “safest” civil building left the foreign minister shattered, as it took the life of a highly regarded journalist, Carsten Thomassen.

Carsten Thomassen, a father of two beautiful girls aged nine and four. Thomassen was a journalist par excellence. Highly regarded, a master in his craft, well known in all the circles of the government and the ministers. He was always looking for the truth. For the reasons behind the happenings shaking the world. The public grief and the sorrow of ministers, government and media personalities is unprecedented. Carsten Thomassen was gunned down in the lobby of the Serena hotel, his journalist friends did whatever they could to save him. After his death two of his colleagues went to Kabul to bring their friend home, he wasn’t suppose to take that journey by himself. On the airport in Oslo, Thomassen got a honorary reception. With ministers, media moguls and a devastated girlfriend Ellen the mother of his children. Every thing was beautifully executed with great honor and respect. The newspaper with which Thomassen worked, Dagbladet carried all the stories naturally enough extensively in their paper. His collegues paid respect and the website was filled the minute to minute detail.

On 14. of January and terror-attack was carried out at the Serena hotel, taking 7 lives. In addition to Carsten Thomassen six Afghans were killed, one of them was Aziz, a security guard at the hotel. Like Thomassen, Aziz was a man doing his job. On the 25. of January Dagbladet carries a story about his widow Parwin.The story comes the day after Thomassen’s father reminds everyone in his funeral that their was not just one victim of this horrendous attack. Other innocent lives were takes as well, and that we should think about them as well. That is what Thomassen would have wanted.

The story about Parwin is similar to that of Ellen, Thomassen’s girlfriend. Both mother of two children, suddenly finding themselves in utter grief and devastation. Their lives ripped apart in matters of minutes. But the similarities end their. While Thomassen was helped by everyone around him, Aziz was left laying on the ground for an hour. While Ellen and the Norwegian public could follow the drama minute by minute, Parwin couldn’t take her husbands last call on her cell-phone because her telephone card was empty. While Thomassen got a honorable and respectable farewell from everyone in his country, neighborhood, king, ministers and dignitaries, Aziz and his widow just became a statistic. No one has bothered to console Parwin or honor her husband.

Up until Dagbladet yesterday wrote about Parwin, no-one was bothered to think about the other victims. Thanks to Dagbladet for bringing in an important aspect albeit a little late!

Ellen will have to deal with her grief the same way Parwin has to. But Parwin has not only lost her husband and children their father. With Aziz’s death they have lost their sole provider! Parwin doesn’t know how to feed her kids, their future is forever changed for the worst. Ellen wouldn’t have to worry about things such as money, education for her children, security and freedom!!

With the death of Thomassen it has become all to obvious to me that their should not even be one Ellen or one Parwin in the world. Women who lost their men to the cowardly acts of terrorism. The terror in any way, shape or form should  never be tolerated. It is high time for sustainable peace and justice in the troubled region of middle-east and the subcontinent. No-one, wether black or white, rich or poor, muslim or christian is safe until the world is a safer place!!

Sicilian meatballs with pasta blanco

Scicilian meatballs and pasta blanco!

After days of depression due to the venomous out-pore in the media regarding desis and immigrants here in Norway, I have had enough! What better way to get out off depression then to eat 🙂 That one always works and makes me happy. I enjoy both cooking and eating….

Well I made these meatballs and pasta, and it was absolutely wonderful!

The meatballs are the size off a tennis-ball each. Cooked in the oven and with tomato-sauce.

You need a kilo of ground beef, two tins off excellent quality canned tomatoes. (high end grocery-shops always carry a variety of canned tomatoes. I would suggest Smartclub for those who really want to find the best canned tomatoes). The meatballs are simple to make. Have the ground meat in a bowl and add herbs and spices (e.g. salt, black pepper, a little chili, loads of Parmesan, basil and breadcrumbs). Make tennis-size meatballs. Put two cannes of tomatoes in the baking tin, add salt and pepper to it, place the meatballs on top and cook for 30-40 minutes.

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Serve with the wonderfully simple pasta blanco (pasta with EVOO, garlic, Parmesan and freshly grounded salt and pepper)!

I made these for the first time and this is now a permanent addition to the dinners I make frequently…..

Did I mention I love Italian food? :-))

Bon appetite!

When Shazia discovered ABBA!

This happens rarely. Me having time off, from my adorable children, home, job and other must-dos. For the first time in my busy but not so adventures life I got to travel abroad on my own. Well not entirely on my own, my super girlfriend came along. This was a true crazy-girlfriends-on-vacation adventure.

We didn’t go that far, nor did we venture into tracks less beaten. We leave it for our next trip, tracking and climbing mountains.

Our trip went to London, and not just any time off the year. No sir, if I was to go on a trip by myself I was gonna spend my money the fast and the furious way. We arrived London on boxing day, which means the boxing day sales! Sure we have our “rom-juls-salg” and “januar-salg” in Norway, but there are no comparisons here. I have not used this much money on clothes and myself as I did in one evening on Oxford street on the 27. of December! And I might as well confess it outright: I LOVED IT!! Though I was almost killed in the near-stampede experience, and the underground wasn’t that fun I LOVED London-shopping 🙂

Well, must not go overboard with my shopaholic mind! The thing that was even more fun then the shopping on sale, was “Mamma Mia”. I am not heavily into musicals, operas and theater. But my wonderful friend gifted me a ticked to the bizarrely successful “Mamma Mia”. A musical based on the music by the legendary ABBA.

I must be very young when ABBA broke up, because I don’t have any clear memories of ABBA songs. Nor have I ever interested me for the music or the ABBA, Elvis Priestly era. I went into the West End theater this evening with my friend with no expectations, rather slightly sceptical. Give me any bollywood kitsch, escapist cinema any day. But musical?

 

From the curtain went up and the last note of last song was played I was hooked. I totally loved the musical, but even more…. I discoveredABBA!!! I cant believe I never bothered to listen to “Waterloo”, “money money, money”, “mamma mia” and so on. The music is incredible! And on the last two songs I was on the end of my seat on the verge of just throwing all my inhibitions overboard and dancing som true blue bhangra! A pity that everyone though vigorously clapping and cheering, stay put in their seats. The musical deserved some solid bhangra dancing and “siti’s”. The musical “Mamma mia” has a wonderfully funny story about a young girls quest to find out who her father is, by inviting the three possible ones on her wedding. The mother of the girl and her two friends totally steal the show with their comic timing and great singing. Strange that bollywood hasn’t copied the musical yet!

Well, from now on I am a die hard ABBA fan who loves to do the housework with ABBA playing in the background. And some fantasies running in mind about what to buy on London sales next year 🙂

Beef Tenderloin with lemon and rosmary potatoes!

Shazia’s Beef Tenderloin with lemon and rosmary potatoes and mushroom gravey!

First of all, A very HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL!

Each year on new-years eve we have been to my mom’s house and had a wonderful last meal of the year. This year my mom is not in the country so we changed the tradition! Instead of a new-years-eve dinner I made a dinner for the first day of the new year 🙂 This was what was for dinner today:

A wonderfully tender oven-backed beef Tenderloin with lemon and Rosemary potatoes.

I got a gorgeous piece of beef tenderloin (cost me a fortune). Covered it with freshly ground salt. Took 2 tbs of whole black-pepper, roasted it in the pan for a few seconds and grounded it on to the tenderloin. Some fresh or dried Rosemary to top it all. Put some EVOO in a pan on high heat and roast the beef on all sides so that it gets the golden color and the juices are sealed inside it. You then put the whole tenderloin in the oven on 160 degrees Celsius with a meat thermometer in it. When the thermometer shows 60 degrees, you have perfectly cooked medium tenderloin. Tenderloin should never be made well-done as that “kills” the wonderfully tender meat.

 A medium done beef tenderloin

Peal and cut the potatoes. Take a big skillet and boil plenty of water with salt added. When boiling put in the potatoes together with whole garlic cloves and whole lemon. Let it boil for 10-12 minutes. Discard the water. Put the potatoes in the same pan you roasted your tenderloin. Add EVOO and rosmary and mix well. Cook in the oven for about 45 minutes. HEAVEN!!!

With the tenderloin and the potatoes I have made mushroom gravy and pepper-sour-cream. Use the beef broth after cooking out the pan you initially roasted you beef in. Put this in your gravy…. together with mushrooms.

This was an amazing start of an hopefully amazing years! Cheers!!

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