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My number one prayer to Allah swt would be to remind myself about Him. To never allow me to forget Him. It is so easy to forget.

I am aware of His wonders though. Explicitly aware. All I have to do is sit still and reflect. 

That is all it takes.

Allah swt blessed me with so much.

So much.

Health.

Comfort.

Parents.

Brothers.

Friends.

Speech.

Beating of the heart.

Sight.

Sense of touch.

A bed.

Literacy.

Ability to laugh.

Fresh air.

Hands to help others.

Hands to seek forgiveness.

Hands to clap in jubilation.

Love.

Memories.

The glorious sun beating down my back.

The mystical moon.

Darkness of the night.

Lightness of day.

Sleep.

Dreams. 

Waking up.

To life.

Have you reflected yet this Ramadhan?

I think all of us agree that friends become friends when we ‘click’ with each other, in terms of values, morals, character etc. Sometimes  you can’t explain what exactly makes you click. But it’s there.

If you had:

A. Friends who are non-Muslims or  not devout Muslims BUT you click so well with them somehow. They are, in essence, good people who are simply living a non-Islamic lifestyle. They know you are trying to be a better Muslim. They try to give that show of respect to you but deep inside, you are aware that they don’t…not really.

B. Friends who are devout Muslims but somehow, they do not click well with you. Some can be really mean individuals (ie gossips, backbites) despite their more ‘devout’ stature. There are those who are simply beautiful and there is no question of whether they are a friend or foe.. however, you don’t ‘click’ as much with them as those friends in Set A and you seriously do not know why. It has nothing to do with their ‘religiousness’ because that is one of the wonderful things about these friends you would never rid of. 

Which set of friends, assuming that you want to be led to the right path, will you choose? What are your reasons for it?

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…is what my mother is to me.

I remember feeling very shocked the first few moments that my mother made some very obvious errors in judgement. 

I was already 18 years old at the time. 

I remember thinking, wait you mean…she can be wrong??? That’s weird..

I grew up. I learnt that nobody is perfect. They make mistakes. But in this imperfection, somehow, my mother is the most perfect of all human beings I know. 

Paradise lies under the feet of thy mother

- An Islamic quote

I still can’t believe I only realised that my mom is just a normal human being at the age of 18.. is this weird to you??

Inshaallah I’d been spending in ways that pleases Him…