So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans,
Holding me closer til our eyes meet,
You wont ever be alone… Wait for me to come home.
A post fajr reflection moment.
An interesting way to look at gadr, (at least for example for peope like myself who find the unknown scary), is that Allah has written all these different experiences for us, good and bad, each with it’s own lesson and blessing and benefit. Rather than being afraid of what’s written, if one sees it as unknown opportunities, then it’s in a way exciting. Still scary because it is unknown. But even concerning the hard moments, verily with hardship there is ease. Allah says he only tests us with what we can handle. We are rewarded for every good, but also compensated for every sacrifice. So one is winning either way.
The Messenger of Allah ﷺ said, “He who is victorious over his passion at the time of anger is the strongest among you. He who forgives having the power to release (his anger and take revenge) is the most patient among you.” (a-Baihaqi in Shu’ab al-Imaan)
There is no happiness here.
MSA Annual Iftar
T’was amazing and was great seeing friends. Current MSA team, y’all are quite spectacular. (at University of Toronto)
You pretend and pretend and pretend for so long and you manage but then you have days where the pain of reality sets in like a thousand tiny needles digging themselves into your skin, and your lungs start to fail you and you wonder if God will give you the strength to survive this or if He abandoned you long ago when you abandoned yourself.
Of all the sights I had seen in Montreal, this random fountain I came across in a sketchy park is my favorite. There was this magical feel about it. (at Carré St-Louis Square)
Never does life stay stagnant.
It will not wait for you to catch your breath in moments of shock, or bask in the happy moments for too long. Each day goes on and shows you that even if you try to stay and live only within the moment, good or bad, your surroundings will not stay the same.
This can be seen as a blessing or a curse. Maybe it’s both. For me, the severity of hardship tends to decrease overtime. It may not fully disappear but the nature of it may change. Same with happiness. Same again with memories, where old ones become replaced with new ones.
The memory connected to this photo occurred a year ago in a trip that inshallah I hope is one of the memories that last a lifetime. The happiness was pure, the people with me a blessing, the hardships of that time-some exist, some don’t. Same again with the happiness of that time.
But inshallah, we’re supposed to see this world as a temporary abode till the next one. The deeds we cultivate and the prayers we make, the duas we ask for and the forgiveness we seek and Inshallah hopefully receive will help us be blessed with an afterlife of contentment.
May our fasts be accepted and may y’all have a blessed Ramadan and year.
Ramadan Mubarak. (at Fort Henry Kingston)
HOW DO YOU DO THIS?! I WANT TO DO THIS.
It’s literally showing you how to do it
I N F J
→ private, prefer one-on-one friendships to crowds, often quiet about their own feelings, often thoughtful, artistic, wise, and prefer to operate behind the scenes. x