Eid Al Adha ‘09

Tonight, like all other nights, Eolianharp talks to itself:

O Allah! You forgave millions in the past few days or probably gazillions, and still Your Ultimate Mercy does not wane!

Please make my sins a way of turning back to you. Make me not ignorant and increase me in transgression.

Make me also not full of myself. I want to be like the Sahabiat but with Iman kissing the ground, how could I possibly become one then Ya Rabb? I want to but I can’t seem to. Alhamdolilah, there’s been an exponential rise in terms of modesty for I want to cover more of myself and not expose my adornment. Yet, I know I lack in sincerity in my worship. For if I didn’t, You would have granted me an opportunity to do Hajj.

I call upon You tonight, with all Your Beautiful Names that You have taught us and also with those which You haven’t revealed, to grant me my one dua that my heart is clinging onto…to be fulfilled. Again, I’m too shy to repeat it so I’m hinting at it. I’m very confident that if You don’t grant my dua, You’d give me something much better than it InshAllah.

With regards to what I’ve lost in the past few months, I’m only going to say to You I belong and to You I will return.

And with regards to what I have gained, I’m thankful and if all the generations that ever existed on this Earth prostrate in thankfulness, it would not be equivalent to the numerous blessings you’ve showered me with.

Allah You’re the Entirely Merciful and Especially Merciful, please forgive the Evil of my Nafs.

Ameen.

I want to thank You O the Maker of  Impossible Possible,for replacing Ismaeel Alayhi salam with a ram. If it hadn’t been the case, then all sisters of the world would have no brother, mothers who’d be son-less. SubhanAllah for Your Trials! And SubhanAllah for Ibrahim Alayhi salam’s patience! What man would be able to have Taqwa as high as that!

Please make this Eid Al Adha a great gentle reminder of what sacrifice is actually like for all Muslims alive.

As for those Muslims who do not have enough, pleeeease O Allah provide them with extreme patience and hence Jannatul Firdaus alongwith means to acquire food,shelter and peace.Ameeeeen Ya Rabbul Alameen.

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Although I’m feeling a little gloomy, I can’t wait to do the Takbeerat tomorrow morning!!!!

They are major Iman boosters!

And besides, only Shaytan feels gloomy on Eid.

Eid definitely gives me wings!
Eid Mubarak to all Muslims!

:)

-Z.

:’(

I don’t know what to say anymore.

I need every bit of patience left of me.

And I need every breath to help me survive.

I didn’t want to post anything but I know I’m going to burst if I don’t let it out anywhere.

Shaytan, I just wish I could strangle you. You’ve made my life hell. May Allah grant you the deepest pits of hell-fire where you scream and no-one comes to help you. I know Allah will do justice. I wish I could kick you as well. Not that that’d make a difference. You’re cursed by Allah, can your life get any worse? Nopes.

HasbeeyAllahu Na’ymal Waqeel.

Allah’s Sufficient for me, the most Excellent Provider.

:’(

Drowning in Reflection

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She stands next to the lake in the comforting darkness of the last part of the night.

The comforting darkness always seemed to embrace her and make her feel secure.

This was her hide-out, her refuge.

But tonight she had come with a mission. A mission intense and yet to be carried out slowly, just not to let the lake know…

She had finally decided to see her reflection in the lake tonight. It always became turbulent and always got anxious in her presence, ripples forming and destroying her true reflection. This was the lake’s subtle way to deny her request but tonight she had made sure when the lake was fast asleep, she would cease the opportunity to look at something she had been so eager to see.

Reflections mattered to her because at least they didn’t lie like the rest of the world. She had been living a lie all this time but a wise old man who lived on top of the highest hill, had once told her that there was still a little truth left in this world. And he added that this truth was hidden in her reflection.

Excited and nervous,she clenched her heart, closed her eyes as she made a silent prayer and inched towards the asleep lake.

In the darkness of the night, with the Great Bear as the only guide, she squinted hard but couldn’t make out her reflection. She wanted to touch her reflection and feel it’s reality…she stooped a little further…

And then suddenly, something strange happened.

The wind startled and awake from a slumber, pushed her into the lake out of irritation!

With nothing but fear, she drowned in her own reflection. The lake woke up but the wind, with it’s mighty hand, caused the lake to swallow her. Swallow her deep into the forbidden reflection.

The lake obedient and helpless grieved over the incident. She was its only visitor…but she had been lured by the desire to touch and unite with her reflection…

The Great Bear, the only spectator of the whole tragedy, said bitterly to the lake,

“We all have to pay a price to get to the truth. I wanted to reach the moon in the bewitchingly magnificient Sky and have been stuck there ever since. I wanted to know the truth too, the truth about the moon’s relationship with the sky…You know…Truth may sometimes cost one’s life.”

The lake sighed and promised itself that it’d from now on hide between the mountains, in a land far away, where no one could easily reach the luring truth of reflection, either during night or day.

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Messy write-up of a midnight reverie. Could add more but I’ll try to be merciful to myself.

-Z.

Gateway to Glorious Quran

There are several things that we all want to do but can’t go about doing an iota of it. And when the day’s over, we regret not squeezing in the tasks we missed when we were leisurely taking our time in some other highly prioritized task.

I have realized that I have to invest my energies in things which are more profitable…more long lasting. My career’s not going to last all my life, nor is my job, infact…I may not live to see tomorrow.Allahu ‘Alam.

Like I mentioned in one of my gems:

Strive for the Hereafter according to how long you shall remain there and strive for this world according to how long you shall remain here.

SubhanAllah, my focus of life has been going through constant evolution and now is the time to take some real action.

It has finally hit me that I know nothing about my Creator. Why do I say that? Because I haven’t sat down and analyzed His Glorious Speech, ie. the Quran. Sure, I’ve read the translation and memorized a few Surahs here and there but that doesn’t mean I know Him completely. I just want to know more, I want to know the most I can ever know.

It’s like wanting to fall into love with a person without knowing what they say and without giving your time to understand them…and it’s even worse when they speak a different language.

The analogy is somewhat silly and lacking but I realized if I want Allah to love me, I must make an effort to love Him. I can only love Him by holding onto His Speech, His Words which were especially preserved for my sake.

At this time and day there are millions of copies of the Quran circulating in each city of the world. Where it’s unavailable, internet has made things easy so seriously there’s no excuse whatsoever.

But it’s worth wondering that if Quran’s present in every Muslim household, recited probably at least once a day by one of the family members, then why is it that the eyes are dry upon its recitation? Why are we so unmoved? Why doesn’t our heart tremble when Hell’s mentioned and why don’t our hearts yearn to meet Allah when we are given numerous examples of His Mercy? I know part of the reason lies in the fact that most Muslims consider Quran as a work of literature. They read it and keep it back after going through it. Or some of us are ’seasonal’ Muslims, opening the Mushaf during Ramadan and letting dust accumulate on it all year round. I’m not going to reiterate what I’ve said many times before, Allah asks us to ponder over the meanings of the Quran, to reflect…and to digest its beautiful gems.

The Quran is sacred. It is the Truth, preserved in its purest form. It doesn’t narrate the stories of the past only. It guides us how to deal with the psychology of different people, it tells us about our social lives and how to prevent ourselves from each and every kind of harm.

O mankind! There has come to you a good advice from your Lord (i.e. the Qur’an, enjoining all that is good and forbidding all that is evil), and a healing for that (disease of ignorance, doubt, hypocrisy and differences,) Which is in your breasts, – a guidance and a mercy (explaining lawful and unlawful things) for the believers.Say: “In the Bounty of Allâh, and in His Mercy (i.e. Islâm and the Qur’ân); -therein let them rejoice.” That is better than what (the wealth) they amass. [Quran, SuranYunus, verses 57-58]

There’s healing in it, advice in it, and unimaginable degree of reward for understanding it…and most importantly there’s immense peace in it.

This thirst for Quran has made me take up a challenge and that is start educating myself by reading the commentary (Tafsir) as I go along each verse…but before I embark this glorious journey, I would first like to deal with a few prerequisites and etiquettes of approaching the Quran. And I’m nervous and excited to start a new category of my posts called as Gateway to the Glorious Quran.

O My Lord! Let not my heart deviate (from the truth) after You have guided me, and grant me mercy from You. Truly, You are the Bestower. Verily, it is You Who will gather mankind together on the Day about which there is no doubt. Verily, Allâh never breaks His Promise. Ameen. (dua adopted from Surah Al-e-Imran,verses 7-8).

Videos: 10 Days of Dhul Hijjah

I just wish Allah gives me and my family the opportunity to do Hajj next year, it’s like my heart’s going to come out of my chest…the feeling’s intense. May my Lord with His Mercy Vaster than the Horizons, accept the Hajj of all the Ummah and may Allah forgive all their sins completely. And for those of us who’re left behind, sighing wistfully, may Allah clean the record of our sins as we take full advantage of the 10 days of Dhul Hijjah. Ameen.

 Surely, Allah can forgive whomever He wishes and He can gift His Beautiful Paradise to whomever He wishes. But there needs to be an effort, not just wishful thinking. A desire backed up by action.

May Allah make it easy for us to put into action whatever good we plan,ameen.

The Value of 10 Days of Dhul Hijjah (excellent lecture!)

Recommended Deeds for the 10 Days

Summary of the both above Videos

A summary of Dhul Hijjah’s 1st 10 days and what you can do in them, short videos always make the life of many people who are ‘busy’ easier, so here’s another brief video:

10 Days Better than Ramadan?

Yes!

The 10 days of Dhul-Hijjah are the best days ever!

Evidence?

Allah swears by these 10 days in the Quran, Surah Al Fajr, 89:2 :

“By the ten nights.”

So if Allah swears by those ten nights then that indicates how important these 10 nights are.

“There is no deed more precious in the sight of Allâh, or greater in reward, than a good deed done during the ten days of Sacrifice.” He was asked: “Not even jihâd for the sake of Allâh?” He said: “Not even jihâd for the sake of Allâh, except in the case of a man who went out to fight giving himself and his wealth up for the cause, and came back with nothing.” [Prophet Mohammed sall-Allâhu ‘alayhi wa sallam , Ibn ‘Abbâs radi Allâhu ‘anhu , al Bukhari 2/457]

Therefore these 10 days MUST NOT be wasted!

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What can you do in these 10 days?

1. Make lotsss of Dhikr

So what did the Prophet [sall-Allâhu ‘alayhi wa sallam] tell us to do in these days? That, we need to make the dhikr of tahlîl, tahmîd & takbîr. As soon as the announcement of Dhul-Hijjah is made, start your dhikr:

“Allâhu Akbâr, Allâhu Akbâr, lâ ilâha ill-Allâh, Wallâhu Akbâr. Walilâhilhamd.”

And no you don’t just say that on Eid but also during these days. Say it out loud when at home or outside, remind your family members and revive the spirit!

2.  Cash your Istighfar

How many Muslims in the world? Approx. 1.5 billion, correct? How can you multiply your reward by 1.5 million?

By making dua for the 1.5 million Muslims in the world! Easy and clever, no?

The Prophet [sall-Allâhu ‘alayhi wa sallam] is reported to have said that when a person seeks forgiveness for all believers, Allâh will write for him a hasanât (reward) for every one of those believers. [classed as Hasan by Albani]

Surely, Allah’s the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful.

3. Fast during the days

Even in any regular day, Allâh has promised a great reward for the one who fasts:

 “Whoever fasts one day for the sake of Allâh, Allâh will keep his face seventy years distance away from the Fire because of it.” [Prophet Mohammed, Muslim 2/808]

So what about these 10 days? We can’t even calculate the rewards for the 10 blessed days by which Allah has sworn!!!

What else can you do? Well, click here>>>

 

 

 

Seeking Knowledge and Prescription Glasses

Seeking Knowledge* is like wearing prescription glasses, everything becomes crystal clear and you become a person of vision and foresight

* Islamic Knowledge

Reliance = Peace

To know with certainty that you will never receive less than what was destined for you is the essence of reliance upon Allah.

Calamity or Blessing:which is better?

A calamity that makes you turn to Allah is better for you than a blessing which makes you forget the remembrance of Allah.

-Ibn Taymiyyah

Striving Budget

Strive for the Hereafter according to how long you shall remain there and strive for this world according to how long you shall remain here.

From the City of Skyscrapers to the City of Cowboys

Memories.

Abrupt change of emotions.

And adding up of another 10 years in maturity as I jumped continents.

That’s what sums up my journey from the City of Skyscrapers to the City of Cowboys.

It would be a lie if I say that I am not falling in love with my current place.

It’d also be a lie if I say that I don’t want to go back.

Been almost 3 years and I still feel unsettled.

Kind of reminds me of the sacrifices the Muslims made as they migrated several times…how hard it had been and how much they were ready to give up for the Sake of Allah. No wonder out of them were some who were promised Paradise.

Am I doing anything at all? Praying 5 times a day is something everyone does, even those friends of mine who don’t wear Hijab/jilbab. Am I worthy of Jannah? I start panicking at the littlest of things which might topple the hopes of my future and I am sitting in the hope of attaining Jannah?! Who am I fooling?

I’m mad at me.

Really mad.

And at times like this, I want to go back to where I had lived all my life and huddle in my bed or stare out of the window and sink into the humidity of the atmosphere as I gaze at the main road busy with rash drivers…the familiar smell of sea…the homely feeling.

I pray that my next home would be Jannah. I don’t want to move anymore. It’s hard because when I move, I feel I have left part of me behind, even though it’s just moving to a new house.

Just very very homesick, that’s all.

Following the Sunnah of the Prophet, I’m going to make a dua:

O the Maker of Impossible Possible, make me love my current location like I loved my previous location or even more. Please make it a source of mental peace and barakah…and a major source of a promising future in this world and the HereAfter.Ameen.

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Another Battle

I have been seriously battling my Nafs for over 5 months now. Yes, I’m not giving up just yet.

At the end of the day, all I can say is that 5 fewer months to go before I reach Jannah (my grave’s going to be a garden from Paradise y’know) InshAllah.

Yep, that’s the believer’s focus: Paradise. That’s my finishing line. And no I’m not going to let Shaytan make me despair.

So another day gone, Alhamdolilah another battle won. I’m wounded and I have to nurse those wounds myself but hey no band-aid of self pity would work. I not only have to nurse these wounds but also stand up myself. Lift myself and face the skies.

InshAllah, I’ll survive these battles. InshAllah, I’ll look back on these days in Jannah and laugh with joy for all the reward that I would have gained through these trying times.

Paradise is Allah’s promise for those who are patient…and Allah’s the Best Keeper of His Promises.

I’m hopeful. I’m strong. I’m determined.

Alhamdolilah.

-Z.

Childhood, Gratefulness and Death

One of the things that makes me miss my childhood the most is my childhood friends.

Again, I’m referring to the books that I used to read. They were like this safe haven, those things I used to turn to whenever I used to feel upset,nervous and/or lonely. And that was pretty much all the time. SubhanAllah.

And where I used to live back then, Thursday and Friday were the weekend so Wednesday was as special as Friday is where I live now. But the most special thing about Wednesdays was that it was the day when our teacher used to be  kind enough to devote one entire lesson as a ‘library’ period in which we used to go to our school’s library and borrow books. Those were the most precious hours of my life especially since I was in grade 4 and students in grade 4 were not allowed to visit the library besides their allocated library period. Naturally, I always used those 40 minutes to my max benefit. We were allowed to borrow 2 books and that always put me off. There were always more than two books that I wanted to borrow but SubhanAllah I remember enjoying those 40 minutes and the bus ride home immensely as I turned page by page, totally immersed in the book, fascinated by the author’s fantastic storytelling.

12 years from then: I still love reading, it’s just that I don’t have the time to indulge in such luxuries anymore. However, whenever I have off from university, I am either on ebay or Amazon or the public library’s catalogue looking for books that may interest me.

I’m reading this gothic-mystery style novel these days. So unlike me. It’s called ‘The Thirteenth Tale’ by Diane Setterfield and I’m not really enjoying it because it has some events which make me feel very uncomfortable. The theme’s a little queery too. But the twists and the turns in the plot is sufficient enough to push me to finish it in the hope that it may end well. Allahu ‘Alam. At the same time, I am reading a fantastic book called as ‘Usool at-Tafseer’ by Dr. Abu Ameenah Bilal Philips. And I have no words to praise it. I haven’t gone very far but the way the book begins with the history of Tafseer and the struggle the Scholars had to go through to compile it correctly since there was a period of Mutazilites and ‘Islamic’ philosophers who had become deviant…khayr, it’s very interesting and it kind of builds up on what I took as a course last winter at university. It was a history course about Magic, Science and Religion, which touched on the Medieval Islamic Philosophy as well. Imam Ghazali as being my favourite ended up as being the topic of my research paper and so through that course I learned how Averroes, Ibn Rushd and all the lot had gone wonky in the head and started deviating from the Path of Islam and giving preference to Aristotle’s philosophies which totally contradicted with the basic principles of Islam. Very neat stuff.

Alhamdolilah so lately been doing a lot of reading because we had 3 days off from University and with the weekend, almost 5 days off. I went to work on one of those days since I had nothing better to do. So yeah, these days have been amazing MashAllah. I feel more thankful of the little pleasures in my world instead of wishing for those big chunks of happiness.

Is it less than heavenly for a book-lover to be able to read a book undisturbed for 2 hours near the fireplace without the guilt of ‘wasting time’? Alhamdolilah, life couldn’t be any better. Of course, I had to deal with a close friend calling me a ‘radical-you-know-what’ because I told her that listening to music is not permissible in Islam. I didn’t even say haram directly, just so that it doesn’t come as a shock. SubhanAllah, I have never felt so hurt in my life. But then again, it’s part of life. I better brush off the dirt under the carpet and start focusing on the many good things in life. One of which is the blessing of my senses, I can enjoy reading, writing, hearing and so much more without having to struggle for it. I remember the times my eyes have hurt or I had a tootache so bad that my ears hurt and those instances make me appreciate how beautiful life is when it’s normal. When I can walk and sink into that SubhanAllah-moment when I feel the warmth of the sun on my face amidst the nose-pinking-chilly weather…with my eyes relishing the scenery around me…commuting for univ/work, hoping to be welcomed by my wonderful mother at home fretting over whether I had anything to eat all day, and evenings highlighted by my expertise of ‘tea-brewing’ for my dad and simultaneously joking with my brother. Am I not the richest person?

It’s the little things in life that matter. As for the bigger things, who’s going to live that long? And who knows that those bigger blessings might make me forget Allah? So, I’m content with whatever I have, however little that is.

Alhamdolilah for everything.

But being engrossed with all these worldly pleasures, one shouldn’t forget the following advice:

“Always remember the Destroyer of pleasure.” [Prophet Mohammed, at-Tirmidhi, al-Albaani]

Death, the destroyer of pleasure. The pain of death and how prepared we are, are a few things which put things into the right perspective.

“O my People! This life of the present is nothing but (temporary) convenience. It is the HereAfter that is the Home that will last.” [Quran, Surah Ghaafir, verse 39].

We should strive to fly to our destination, ie. Jannah InshAllah, with the wings of both fear and hope. Because with either one of them missing, one could fall into destruction. With a lot of fear and hardly any hope, Shaytan kicks such a person into depression and hopelessness, hence immobility. With extreme hope and hardly any fear, Shaytan lures that person into thinking that whatever he/she’s done is enough and that he/she is the most righteous…leading into wishful thinking, lacking any hastening towards good deeds.

Therefore, while it is our right to enjoy the halal Pleasures of this world and be thankful, it is equally important not to forget the possibility of a bad end. What’s a bad end? Living all your life as a devout Muslim and dying as a Kaafir or a hypocrite! Yes that can most definitely happen!  *shudder*

May Allah grant us a glorious and victorious end.Ameen.

And Allah knows Best.

-Z.

I’m high…

Ouch but I have no other words to explain my emotions! Apologies Dear Kiramun Katabeen.

Oh yeah! I’m high on remembering Allah…SubhanAllah when I don’t do Dhikr, I feel as if I’m missing something…

O Allah had it not been for the trials, I wouldn’t have had come closer to you!

I hereby ask for forgiveness for everytime I had let a tear trickle because of the pain it was causing me…Alhamdolilah, the Pain for the Sake of My Paradise is so sweet. And especially when you know that you’re doing the right thing, the thing that our souls so naturally feel peace in, ie. in invoking Allah day and night. Please O Allah forgive my shortcomings for I hate to go back to my state in the past. I loathe remembering every second of it.

No doubt, I am more than ever content with You as my Lord O Allah, Prophet Mohammed (PBUH) as the Last Messenger and Islam as my Religion!

I see with what You want me to see, I am finally able to pull myself away from things less beneficial and sinful. I can control the reins of my Nafs! All Praise to You, I wish I could make Sajdah all my life in thankfulness! Our hearts lie in Your Hands, You can tip them to any side…Please let me grow as a youth in the Shade of Islam and die in the Shade of Islam. Please don’t shower me with blessings to test me! I’d rather be poor and patient than rich and ungrateful.

Allah…you pulled me out of my darkest phases of life! I had been searching in the desert of hopelessness for an oasis. And You only soothed me by taking away from me things to make me realize what I had all this time. I cried. I had asked for water. How silly I had been! Worldly things can never ever give you peace if your soul is not content.

To be worthy of Your Beautiful Paradise, I am open to what You have decreed for me. I have let go of everything….everything I thought I could control. Past and future. As for the present, you have given me power to take steps wisely, which I will for sure by asking for Guidance from You.

At this point of time, I remember I read somewhere that if one’s grateful, Allah gives them more so I’m going to take this ‘grateful’ phase of mine as an opportunity to make the following duas:

(Dua for my Ummah)

Grant my Ummah patience because the times are hard. We’re all lost. We need peace. We need hope but most importantly we need Hidaya from You. This world is nothing but a desert of trials, with mirages of fulfilled desires as the Shaytan’s traps. Make us see the Light. Make our hearts not attached to this world. Make us not losers. Make us not ungrateful!!! Ameen ya Rabbul Alameen.

(Dua for the next generations)

O Allah, grant my generation and the  next the highest level of Taqwa, make them leaders of Taqwa, with sound hearts and hence sound Iman. Make them dua’ts who are not proud, who hide their good deeds like people hide their sins. Make their faces luminous on the Day of Judgement and make them fall in love with Islam. Ameen.

(Dua for my family and friends)

O Allah, please grant them hidaya, let them not deviate from the Path they have chosen. Save them from the evils of this world and its attractions. Guide them and please don’t leave them alone.Grant them Jannatul Firdaus and Rafeequl ‘Ala. Make them strong and give them patience to deal with all the trials. Ameen.

(Dua for my parents)

O Allah, please be Merciful to my parents during their death and on the Day of Judgement, like they were merciful to me in my infancy. Please O Allah I beg you, let their souls not be scared of the Angel of Death. Let no harm come to them in this world and let their stay after their death be that of Your Most Precious Guests. O Allah, please ask the Angels to be kind to them because if weren’t for Your Guidance first and their constant support I would have easily fallen in the abyss of hopelessness. And make their stay in this world like the Best of Muslims.Ameen Ya Arahamur rahimeen.

(Dua for my brother)

O Allah, let him stand firmly on Your Path. Let him not deviate. Make him like the Prophet Mohammed (PBUH) in his acts of worship, in his demeanor, in his end. Give him hikmah. Give him prosperity in this world like Sulaiman (alayhisalam). Bless him with a wife with characteristics of Umm-al Mo’mineen. Bless them both with offspring likened to Abu Bakr ,Umar bin Khattab, Umm Sulaym and the Companions of the Prophet (May Allah be pleased with them all). Make his family the flag holders of High Iman. Ameen.

(Dua for me)

O Allah please grant me the following: Jannatual Firdaus, an easy painless death, a grand stay in grave without any reckoning, Your Shade on Day of Judgement, the Pleasure of a Conversation with You and all the Angels in Jannah, Your Pleasure, a high GPA, MD/PhD in Leaders of Medicine Program, and the noble profession of teaching Quran. Allahuma inni as’aluka Az-zouj wa’l a’owlaad min al Khashe’ieen aow al Mutaqeen.(I hope the dua’s correct…out of my silliness I can’t seem to say this openly in English…SubhanAllah for my shyness!) I’m too shy to ask You of what I personally want beyond this so you know what’s in my heart and I don’t want my shyness to be a deterrent to what I ask of You so please purify my heart of useless wishes and let me not utter anything that might make me a shameless person who’s asking for more than what she deserves. Ameen.

I love making duas. You never know which one gets accepted even though it’s like a blog-post dua. I only pray that Allah grants these duas for He Only Knows how sincere I am. I trust Allah with all my being and so only to Him I turn in times of pain and happiness.

“Allah loves those who put their trust in Him.” [Quran, Surah Aali Imran, verse 159].

-Z.

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Grief: Means of Expiation?

“If a person commits many sins and has nothing that will expiate for them, Allah will test him with some grief that will expiate for them.” [Ahmad, Sahih Hadith]

Yes. Yes. Yes.

That’s it.

Found my answer.

For Muslim Men and Women

This is for Muslim men planning to marry women from People of the Book (Christians etc.) and all those Muslim women who are planning to do likewise. A very interesting video:

Lessons Learned and Learned Well (InshAllah)

I have fever for the second time. Initially it was a bacterial infection which I battled for a week and after a week of ‘normalcy’, I’ve been attacked with a throat infection.

No, I don’t pity myself.

I’m glad and I’m thankful. It actually made me realize a few things:

• Since I have a high fever,  I feel every cell of me is aching and every part of me is burning. But I take fluids now and then to make my restless body feel better. Alhamdolilah. However, that brought to my mind the burning in Hell-fire, where we won’t even have cool water to drink. No parents/siblings/friends to bail you out unless of course Allah Wishes. SubhanAllah, there’s a lesson to be learned in every situation, if only we paused our world and sat down and pondered about it.
• Because of my body aches, I find it a mountainous effort to actually pray. My legs can’t seem to support my weight. Astaghfirullah, praying the Sunnah rakahs was almost impossible for me and hadith came into my mind with great regret:

“There are two blessings which many people do not make the most of: good health and free time.” [Prophet Mohammed Salalahu Alayhiwasalam, Ibn 'Abbas, al-Bukhari]

            So I feel if I had only prayed Nawafil when I was well, those Nawafil could have been handy when I can’t seem to pray my Sunnah. SubhanAllah. I can’t believe how lazy I can be at times. That’s one of the signs of hypocrites and May Allah protect me from living and dying as a hypocrite.Ameen.

• The last time I was sick, I had to write two exams. This time I’m sick, the exams are right 3 days later from now. I hadn’t done well before even though I had deferred the exams and written them later. So I had planned that I would start studying with a good plan so that I cover up by doing well in the upcoming exams. And there you go, I’m sick and when I’m sick (with all that coughing), I can’t sit straight and study. This just proves that whatever plans a human makes, Allah’s Plan always takes precedence because I had never even imagined that I’d get sick again. Allahu Akbar! And for a person like me, doing well in university is everything. I’m emotionally in pain and physically as well. Alhamdolilah in every situation.
• Parents are the only people who would genuinely care for you and make sure that you are fine. They are my greatest blessings and unfortunately, we usually tend to take them for granted. Alhamdolilah times infinity. I only pray for them Jannatul Firdaus Al’Aala. Ameen ya Rabb.
• I know it’s overrated but seriously, health is most definitely wealth.
• I have heard/read that when a person is dying, his/her body becomes restless. My body’s restless because of the fever and I’m already thinking could things ever get worse…and now thinking about it I fear the pains of death and I have finally made a mental note to make dua to prevent me from those pains, InshAllah.
• Extra strength Tylenol is a great blessing too. If nobody had bothered to be interested in acetoaminophen and what not, I’d be crying out loud with pain.
• And lastly, the most important thing is that Allah’s my Best Friend, nobody’s going to be ever-ready to listen to you except Allah Subhana Wa’ Ta’la.

I ask Allah Azz Wa Jull to grant me Shade on the Day of Judgement when people would be drowning in their sweat, naked, with the sun at the highest proximity. I also ask Allah to forgive my sins of every cell that feels the pain. Ameen Ya Arhamar-rahimeen.

“When evening comes, do not expect to live till morning, and when morning comes, do not expect to live till evening. Take from your health (a preparation) for your illness, and from your life for your death.” [Ibn 'Umar RadiaAllahu Anhu]

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