Letter to Julia 20130120

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hi there Julia, my beloved.  Would you like to dance?  My feet are clumsy because I once had a foot injury, and I wasn't much of a dancer to begin with.  I once was able to dance alone, and throw my hair around (it was long back then), but that just created a wide berth around me.  I don't know any dance steps.  I'm afraid we're going to have to create our own dance, and hopefully we won't die laughing at me.  You lead!

Oh well, if I hadn't injured my foot, I would still be in the food business right now, and would probably never seen my parents again.  Even so, it wasn't easy, and I had to still confront the same challenges and rivals as when I was in the USA.  Wherever you go, there you are!  And you, you are so beautiful and so intense, you are so made for me, and I want to marry you.  This is your destiny, is to be loved by me.  Your work is elevated too, by the Power of Allah.  If not for this path you have taken, you would have been a trend follower instead of a trend setter.  Fashion and music!  Asia, and Islam.  This is our life, and our path.  But God is there wherever we may be.  You don't have to be in the Holy Land to attain enlightenment.  This is for anybody: surrender yourself to Allah, and Allah will make all your choices right.  InsyaAllah.  Glory to Allah.