Status Quo is not Necessarily Bad

We always tend to think about the status quo as something negative, bad, stagnant, or wrong. However, we have to know that this is not always the case. As a matter of fact, it is likely to be good and correct. People reached this status quo as a result of long term effort. Those people maybe as smart or even smarter than we are. Disregarding their experience and aiming to change without giving them the proper due respect turns out to be a problem. I cannot count how many times I personally go through this experience, whether I have joined a new company, took on a new project, or asked to improve on a current setup. I tend to quickly propose drastic changes and aim for revolutionary effort. As I mature through the project, and as I develop more understanding, I find out that I should have studied and thought more carefully of what my predecessors have done.

Statuses that people arrive to through long period of times and agree to adopt for another long period of time are going to stand very strong against change. They are the outcome of very complex system of interaction and experience especially if those involved in their development are smart and sincere people.

Yes, times change and status quo expires. One has to think very carefully and show very deliberately that there is a need for change. Otherwise, they will die trying …

Change by your heart or your heart will change

The Prophet (pbuh) said in a very famous Hadith, “Whoever sees something wrong should change it, with his hand. If he can’t, then with his tongue. If he can’t then with his heart and that is the weakest of faith.” The prophet, by this hadith, mandated everyone to change that which is wrong. All of us are obligated to do so. Sometimes, we are able to directly change what is wrong when we have an authority to do so. When we can’t, the obligation does not drop. It continues to be mandatory but through speaking against it so that people who can change it, change it. This is pretty straight forward and obvious.

What is interesting is the third statement. Continue reading

Now what?

My layover in Paris was scheduled to depart soon, and I had yet to eat lunch. With thirty minutes until take-off, I quickly purchased a souvenir for my younger sister and thought it best to stuff it in my carry-on away from the man to my left, for I noticed his signals to his partner-in-crime whenever a bag was left unattended in the duty-free shop. I stored the Eiffel Tower in the back pocket to ensure its safety, and smiled upon catching sight of the laminated cover my mother had stuffed in last minute.

My mother is an Arabic and Quran instructor, as is my father, and she felt that an Arabic grammar book would help her 18-year old daughter on the other side of the world. After receiving the slim plastic-bound handwritten gift from her student’s grandfather, she deemed me a worthy final destination. The keepsake later accompanied me to my Arabic classes in Jordan, where I gathered gems that I’ll show in a story for another day.

I soon entered the local university and studied language engineering, properly known as linguistics. As a member of the final graduating class of linguists at UH, I reconsidered my decision to join the department too many times to count, and soon grew accustomed, even eager, to watch the utter shock plastered on most faces after hearing the l-word.

One million EPP, V→T, T→C, and X-bar trees later, I feel that I’ve been a linguist since childhood, maybe even PRO at the controls. Though I am born and raised in Houston, my parents pride themselves upon my classical Arabic literacy. They trained me to speak not a word of English until the tender age of five, when I was forced to leave the nest for the big and bad first grade. That may explain my unnaturally talkative nature and awkward self-expression.

However, learning Arabic formally for twelve years can make or break a poor soul. The journey wasn’t worthwhile for some of my former classmates, and a 3-minute dialogue effectively bankrupts their vocabulary bank. Though the fourth and seventh grades served me well, I soon lost interest in a world to which I couldn’t relate. But of course, how could my Eurocentric mentality appreciate the language of multitudinous peoples? I wish the world had invested time and effort in lovers like me. The beauty of the mind and its wondrous ability to process two worlds simultaneously. The ever-pressing issue of Arabic language change. The effect of Orientalist discourse on modern society.  The origins similarities and differences of both tongues, and implications in the philosophical, religious, and political world. Linguistics and modernity…. now what?

I live in a world that has yet to provide me with an answer to these questions among many others that subconsciously affect the Western individual. This is why I choose to be the change.

I extracted some ideas from my personal statement in composing today’s post 🙂

What the Whole world Knows about you, and you need to know about yourself!!!

Written By: Mohammad abbasi

edited by: Bayan Abbasi

I am talking about you playing “Victim” all the time; just like bad breath or smelly sweat on a humid day; most often, people sense it while you don’t …And now,

there is a way to know if you have this debilitating disease called “Victimides”.
Of course there is no disease called Victimides in the medical journals.. I made up this label to describe this near fatal condition.

So, how do you know if you’re one of those that play “Victim”? For starters, let me ask a few questions: Continue reading