There's a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn't very loveable.

Your state is the lens through which you see the world. When you're in a negative state, you fail to see the beauty in yourself and others.

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“we have all hurt someone tremendously, whether by intent or accident. we have all loved someone tremendously, whether by intent or accident. it is an intrinsic human trait, and a deep responsibility, i think, to be an organ and a blade. but, learning to forgive ourselves and others because we have not chosen wisely is what makes us most human. we make horrible mistakes. it’s how we learn. we breathe love. it’s how we learn. and it is inevitable.”

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Very Powerful Story: It’s Worth To
Spend 5 Minutes . . .
There were only 15 minutes left
before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made
Wudhu and performed Salat-ul
Maghrib.
While making Tasbih, he again
remembered his grandmother and
was embarrassed by how he had
prayed. His grandmother prayed with
such tranquillity and peace. He
began making Dua and went down to
make Sajdah and stayed like that for
a while.
He had been at work all day and was
tired, so tired. He awoke abruptly to
the sound of noise and shouting.
He was sweating profusely.
He looked around.
It was very crowded.
Every direction he looked in was filled
with people.
Some stood frozen looking around,
some were running left and right and
some were on their knees with their
heads in their hands just waiting.
Pure fear and apprehension filled him
as he realized where he was.
His heart was about to burst.
It was the Day of Judgment.
When he was alive, he had heard
many things about the questioning
on the
Day of Judgment, but that seemed so
long ago..
Could this be something his mind
made up?
No, the weight and the fear were so
great that he could not have
imagined this.
The interrogation was still going on.
He began moving frantically from
people to people to ask if his name
had been called.
No one could answer him.
All of a sudden his name was called
and the crowd split into two and
made a passageway for him.
Two angels grabbed his arms and led
him forward.
He walked with unknowing eyes
through the crowd.
The angels brought him to the centre
and left him there.
His head was bent down and his
whole life was passing in front of his
eyes like a movie.
He opened his eyes but saw only
another world.
The people were all helping others.
He saw his father running from one
lecture to the other, spending his
wealth in the way of Islam.
His mother invited guests to their
house and one table was being set
while the other was being cleared.
He pleaded his case,
'I too was always on this path..
I helped others.
I spread the word of Allah.
I performed my Salah.
I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.
Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I
did.
Whatever he ordered us not to do, I
did not.'
He began to cry and think about how
much he loved Allah.
He knew that whatever he had done
in life would be less than what Allah
deserved and his only protector was
Allah He was sweating like never
before and was shaking all over.
His eyes were fixed on the scale,
waiting for the final decision.
At last, the decision was made.
The two angels with sheets of paper
in their hands, turned to the crowd.
His legs felt like they were going to
collapse.
He closed his eyes as they began
To read the names of those people
who were to enter Jahannam.
His name was read first.
He fell on his knees and yelled that
this couldn't be,
'How could I go to Jahannam?
I served others all my life,
I spread the word of Allah to others'.
His eyes had become blurry and he
was shaking with sweat.
The two angels took him by the arms.
As his feet dragged, they went
through the crowd and advanced
toward the blazing flames of
Jahannam.
He was yelling and wondered if there
was any person who was going to
help him.
He was yelling of all the good deeds
he had done, how he had helped his
father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble
Qur'an that he read, he was asking if
none of them would help him.
The Jahannam angels continued to
drag him.
They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.
He looked back and these were his
last pleas.
Had not Rasulullah [S.A.W.W.] said,
'How clean would a person be who
bathes in a river five times a day, so
too does the Salah performed five
times cleanse someone of their sins'?
He began yelling,
'My prayers? My prayers? My
prayers.?'
The two angels did not stop, and
they came to the edge of the abyss of
Jahannam.
The flames of the fire were burning
his face.
He looked back one last time, but his
eyes were dry of hope and he had
nothing left in him.
One of the angels pushed him in.
He found himself in the air and
falling towards the flames.
He had just fallen five or six feet
when a hand grabbed him by the
arm and pulled him back.
He lifted his head and saw an old
man with a long white beard.
He wiped some dust off himself and
asked him,
'Who are you?'
The old man replied,
'I am your prayers'.
'Why are you so late! I was almost in
the Fire! You rescued me at the last
minute before I fell in'.
The old man smiled and shook his
head,
'You always performed me at the last
minute, did you forget?'
At that instant, he blinked and lifted
his head from Sajdah.
He was in a sweat.
He listened to the voices coming from
outside.
He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.
He got up quickly and went to
perform Wudhu.
SUBHANALLAH we are still alive, and
we still have the time to change our
self so get to work, there’s no time to
waste, haven’t we wasted enough? —
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It's very hurtful when your closest are furthest, in your hour of need. It seems, they wish only to be present for the joyous moments.
Alhamdulillah. 
If you've ever been hurt for this reason - you must work on the reasoning. We learn the hard way, but we must come to the realisation that we must lose this attachment with our loved ones. It's because we hold them so dear that they hurt us most.

Our hopes, comfort, attachments, needs and wants should lie in Allah alone. This way, we will never be hurt! He will never leave your side! He will run towards you when you walk towards Him. He is closer to you than your jugular vein. He is the All-knowing, All-seeing and All-hearing.

He is the closest, most honest, loving and dependable friend you could ever have... So use Him! For that is what He loves! He loves to hear your call!

The trouble with beauty is feelings of superiority, and the trouble with arrogance is the feeling of competency. You are deceived by your own shadow. You do not know your true height until someone takes the sunlight away. Never forget that the one who created you also created others above you. Every individual has something better than you and you also have something better than someone else. Know your limits, accept your true nature, and strive for the best. You are not infallible. You are human. Rather than feeling superior, feel blessed that Allah blessed you with specific abilities and knowledge above others. Use these gifts to guide others not to deceive them.

Just because her eyes don't tear, doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry. Just because she comes off strong, doesn't mean there's nothing wrong. Being brokenhearted is like having broken ribs. On the outside it looks like nothing's wrong, but inside every breath hurts. The same woman who smiles and talks non-stop, is the same one who cries herself to sleep at night.

Don't JUDGE me by my PAST , I am not in the PAST anymore. ACCEPT me for who I am because this is me TODAY
Don’t ever use someone’s past against them. You’re just reminding them of the mistakes they made back then. If you watch their facial expression carefully, then you’ll see the hurt in their eyes as they reminisce everything that happened. Never use emotion as a weapon, it strikes deeper than you can imagine. When Allah forgives the sinners and accepts their repentance then who are we to remind someone of their past and hence make his ways so troublesome with our taunts and words that he leaves the straight path and goes back in past and start committing the same sins again !
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Ya Allah, I come before you with my broken heart. My heart all sore and my eyes full of tears. I cannot take it anymore; this life has become real hard. Please be my source of light and turn my nights into days. I’ve reached the end of the rope and I see no hope. Ya Allah heal my bruised heart and wipe away the fear from my chest. Ya Rabb, my problems may not be big like those who are living in Palestine but still it’s something that has caused my heart to ache. Oh Lord, all those who are in a similar position as me; soo lost and hopeless, please help us all. I may not know what they are going through but certainly you know the pain deep inside their hearts, the reason behind their tears. Please be our source of guide and help. Save me, save the Muslim Ummah from giving up in You. Ameen

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When someone has a heart full of pain, sometimes it breaks even more because of how people treat you. they don't know how much you hold back each day, they judge you for being too emotional but let them step into your life for a day and see how far you have come through your struggles...then they will understand why you are the way you are.

I know of a man who lost his parents but refused to be called an orphan. Man enough to love a strong woman years older than him, worked for her and made her stronger, opened his heart for her, shared his fears to no one but her, romantic and was faithful to her till her last breath. Cleaned after himself and sewed his clothes. He was good looking, courageous and fearless. He never judged anyone on... their pasts or looks, and was moderate, open minded and tolerant. His neighbour was Jewish and his cousin-in-law was a Christian priest. Was beaten and exiled when he was helpless and merciful when became stronger. Intelligent, wise and a hard worker, built a long lasting nation out of nothing in the last 20 years of his life. He had no parents, but loved his daughters and grandchildren. His last will was "Be good to women". This Messenger is our Prophet "Mohammed" (Sallal la hu Alihi wasallam ), a man worth looking up to and to follow In sha Allah...

"Free yourself from negative people, let go of those who are already gone, give people you don't know a fair chance, show everyone kindness and respect, accept people and don't judge them, forgive others and move forward, do little things every day for others, give what you want to receive, leave petty arguments alone, talk less and listen more, stay in better touch with people who matter to you and ignore hurtful criticism." 

Always choose to heal, not to hurt, 
to forgive not to despise, 
to persevere not to quit, 
to smile not to frown, 
and to love not to hate! 

At the end of life, what really matters is 
not what we bought, but what we built, 
not what we got, but what we shared, 
not our competence but our character, 
and not our success but our significance.

Live a life that matters.
Live a life that cares...
and be Yourself

The stories behind tears are only known by Him. They fall at a time of joy, sorrow, stress, anger, fear, & hope... They fall without a sound - but the silent acoustics are heard by Him. Thus add not to a burden of a being - who knows what the stories behind their every tear drop is. Be not the cause of their sorrows... Be not the negative tear of their life... 


We can pretty much relate this picture to our lives.The way most of us look down on ourselves. We may have ups and downs in our lives. But that doesn't mean we have to call ourselves "Losers" or "Failures." Everyone is unique in their way... If you ever come across a person who calls you UGLY (most likely yourself...)...Just remind them what it stands for...U Gotta Love Yourself ! 
"But you may dislike something which is good for you, and you may like something which is bad for you. GOD knows while you do not know." {surah baqarah}
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One of the best stories ever!! Quite lengthy but I promise you, w'Allaah, it is worth it!!

It was a beautiful moonlit, starless night. I gazed out of the window and breathed in deeply. It all seemed so peaceful, but yet, the turmoil within me seemed to be raging harder than ever. I had a sudden urge to jump and just let go. Let go of my worries, my problems, my life…

I’m so not worth anything.

Sometimes I feel like my family thinks I was only a nuisance…and I don’t blame them. After all, they have to pay for my food, pay for my school, and pay for my clothes. I feel like my friends don’t really like me, and I don’t blame them either. After all, it’s not like anything is really special about my personality…

I’m so not worth anything.

Why am I still on this Earth? I wish I could just end everyone’s torment by disappearing. Yes, that would be enjoyable… disappearing to a land in the middle of the desert, or on an island in the middle of an ocean where I wouldn’t be bothering anybody. Or I could just leave this world altogether…

I’m so not worth anything.

Things might have been better if I had not been born. My parents would have more to spend on themselves. My teachers would have one less person to scold. My classmates would have more time to spend chillin’ instead of rolling their eyes at me. My future wife would be just as happy or more with another man. Perhaps it would be better if I stopped intruding into other’s lives altogether. Perhaps it would be better if I simply stopped living…

I’m so not worth anything.

Suddenly two hands enveloped my eyes from behind me, and a voice giggled and cried out, “Who is it?!”

I wasn’t amused. I shoved the hands away in annoyance.

“Get away from me Sara. Go back to your room.” It was my little sister, up to her usual antics.

“But why, Bhaiya (brother)? You didn’t spend any time with me the whole day!”

“Sara, I told you once. Go away!”

She pouted her lips and stubbornly said, “No! I won’t go until you come with me. Come on!” She began to tug at my arms, willing for me to come with her.

I once more shoved her arms to the side and looked at her furiously.

“Sara, get out. NOW!” I bellowed. I was incensed that she disturbed me while I was so deeply immersed in my important thoughts. I continued to glare at her until she silently trudged out of the room.

“Little sisters, they’re so annoying!” I fumed to no one in particular. I looked out of the window into the moonlit sky again, and once more began to immerse myself in my life-or-death thoughts…

I began to imagine how everybody would react if they found my body dead tomorrow. Familiar faces floated through my memories as I tried to imagine their faces in shock, not able to comprehend that I was no longer alive. I felt tears slowly well up in my eyes, as I realized that those moments of sadness, if it even happened, would quickly become a distant memory. The whole world was bound to forget me within just a few days of my death. Sure, my parents would have something to discuss for a week or two, but as death quickly becomes a stale topic of conversation for everyone, they would quickly move on to more riveting and current topics. I would lie in my grave, completely forgotten by the community around me.

I looked out at the starless sky, and wished that I could just end the torment.

I’m so not worth anything…

My trail of depression broke again as I felt a small card slipped into my hand. I turned around and saw my young sister again, but she now had tears rolling down from her little red, swollen eyes. She didn’t dare look up at me, but looked down, gazing intently at the card that was now in my hand. Agitated, I sighed and slowly unfolded the card.

Inside, in scrawly handwriting, it read:

“Dear Bhaiya,

I’m sorry that I made you mad. Will you forgive me?

– Sara.”

Man, did I feel horrible. Snapped out of my selfishness, I decided to make it up to her. I picked her up, hugged her tightly, and then began to tickle her neck, which always makes her explode into laughter. Her eyes brightened, and she began to smile wide once more. I let her down, and told her quietly, “Sorry for not being nice to you before. I’m not mad at you. I’m just… not feeling well today. Okay?”

She looked up, concerned, and asked softly, “Bhaiya, are you upset? Ammi (mother) said to remember that Allah loves us when we get upset. I think that will make you more happy.”

I managed to give her a weak smile and said, “Yeah, thank you, Sara… Now you go along and play. I’ll spend time with you tomorrow when I feel better, promise.” She beamed as she heard this and traipsed out of the room, already lost in another innocent world. I smiled as I watched her leave the room, and then turned back to the window, willing myself to return to my deep, dark thoughts.

Alas, it was to no avail. Her words, “Allah loves you,” was like a fresh breath of air that cleared my stressed mind of all those heavy thoughts. I whispered the statement over and over, trying to connect the meaning. Allah loves you. Allah loves you? Allah loves me? Subhan’Allah (glory be to Allah), I had totally forgotten to remember Allah in my thoughts! My family, friends, teachers, and relatives had all readily come to mind, but I had forgotten the most important source, my Creator.

I remembered a book that my mother had recently given to me as a gift entitled, “Remember Allah and He will remember you” and quickly picked it out from my bookshelf and read through it. As I began to sift through the pages, reminders kept hitting me: “Your friend is only Allah, His Messenger, and those who believe: those who perform prayer, give alms, and bow [in prayer].” (Qur’an, 5:55). Subhan’Allah, I reflected: Allah is directly telling every single one of us that He is always our friend and supporter.

I am somebody. I am of the Ummah of Muhammad ﷺ. I am of the religion of Allah.

As I continued on reading the book, I couldn’t stop uttering, “Subhan’Allah.” I froze when I came across the following words:

“If Allah loves a person, He calls Jibreel saying, ’Allah loves so and so; Oh Jibreel, love him. And make an announcement amongst the inhabitants of the heaven, Allah loves so and so therefore you should love him also’, and so all the inhabitants of the heaven would love him, and then he is granted (all) the pleasures of the people on the earth.” (Bukhari and Muslim)

Oh Allah! What more could I ever want?! My own Lord mentioning my name – uttering Himself that He loves me! Not only that, but the people in Heaven and Earth will even love me because of Allah? What more could I ever want? Tears began to swell in my eyes as I began to imagine the righteous scholars of the past that must have earned and deserved this high honor. I began to desperately wish and pray that I would be included amongst these people too. I wanted to be worth Allah’s love.

I am somebody. I am a Muslim, a believer and servant of Allah, al-Wadood, the Loving.

“Allah said, ‘O son of Adam! If you mention Me to yourself, I will mention you to Myself. If you mention Me in a gathering, I will mention you in a gathering of the angels (or in a better gathering). If you draw closer to Me by a hand span, I will draw closer to you by forearm’s length. If you draw closer to Me by a forearm’s length, I will draw closer to you by an arm’s length. And if you come to Me walking, I will come to you running” (Bukhari)

I had to lift myself out of feeling worthless. I looked upwards, “Oh Allah, I am turning to You. I had to value my existence because Allah valued me; Oh Allah, please forgive all of my previous sins and allow me to earn Your Pleasure. Oh Allah…”

My dark thoughts tried rushing back into my mind, but they no longer carried the impact and weight as before. It’s true that my heart had habituated the lulling thoughts of depression and suicide, but I realized that this was from Shaytan. He wanted to convince me that I was nobody and so not worth anything. However, I now realize that Allah has given me worth and set a bar to reach, to attain His love. And even when I see that I am truly nobody in this world, it means that I have nothing to lose and everything to give to all those around me. I am at a low point because now I can aim higher.

Let my “friends” laugh at me. Let my teachers sigh at me. Let the world discourage me.

I won’t mind as long as I have Allah to depend on when I’m weak.

I am never forgotten if I remember Allah.

I am somebody.

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A teardrop 
----Bismillah---
Assalaamu Alaykum warahmatullah wabarakatuh, peace be upon ya'll!
Sometimes it is hard to go on with life because it all seems so blurry and so meaningless. It hurts to not enjoy what you loved the most, to always feel so empty inside, to forever be lonely even though you're surrounded by many who love you. Oh, how you wish people actually saw what was inside of you, how you wish they could read your mind and comfort your aching heart, but you feel all alone in this strange state of painful emotions and heartache. It feels as though there is an actual void in your heart--one you never knew existed. The worst thing about this is that you cannot ever remember the last time you ever had a genuine smile and felt happy. Most often you break down in tears yet you don't know or understand why your tears flow uncontrollably. This pain you're going through is so unbearable yet you choose to go through it alone because you do not wish to worry those you love. So, you struggle to fake your smile, to fake your laughter and to fake who you used to be. Often you seclude yourself so the need to "fake" anything does not rise---however, you really want this out of your system and would love someone to talk to, someone to lend you a shoulder to really cry on, someone to give you a comforting hug and tell you its going to be alright. The reality is though, people look at you but they never see the pain you hide inside. You ask "Am I really good at faking or do people just ignore me? or Is there anyone who could ever see through my eyes and see the scars in my heart?"
The answer is YES....there is someone who sees your every pain, hears your silent cries, and works very hard to heal your heart. Its no other but the one who created you from dust and the one you shall return to. Allah ta'ala is closer to you than anyone and He can help you through anything. You just have to completely trust His divine help and give your heart to him.

PS: I know its hard to do that part because of feeling empty within, but know that help is only with Allaah, so if it hurts too much, be close to Him--talk to him through your prayers and let His divine words heal you. Also know that you're not alone in this state of depression and loneliness. Dont be afraid to talk to someone you trust---even if it means that person sees your weakness through the tears! Don't ever be scared of putting your feeling out there because concealing your pain only makes it worse----
If all fails, keep a journal and write away all that pain---trust me you're going to lose so many tears and will not be able to finish a page, but by the time you're done, you're going to feel a lot better insha'Allah and always make dua to Allah and ask Him to heal your heart! 
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Food for thought:
As soon as you die, your identity becomes a "body". People use phrases like: "Bring the body", "The body is taken to Masjid", "Lower the body in the grave", "Take the body to the grave yard", etc.
People Don't Even call you by your name whom you tried to impress whole life.
Be Intelligent, Live a Life to Impress the Creator not the creation.

When you touch someones heart it is a blessing. When you touch someone's mind it is an honor. When you touch
someones soul it is a triumph. When you touch someones spirit it is a miracle.

Allah loves us exactly the way we
need to be loved, and through this love, He gives gifts that are truely unique. Something that is suitable for a person and that person only. Its a reflection of how well He knows us & what we need. Sometimes that gift is something we have longed for,
sometimes that gift is an unexpected favour. At other times, Allah shows us His love by giving us problems and
hard times which instill in us
discipline and force us to grow better and stronger

Eyes are the windows into the soul. A person may hide so much, through their smiles, but in their eyes you will see it all. If you ever cared to look. Have you ever looked at the
eyes of a palestinian child or a syrian child, even through tv, you can see their pain. May Allaah fill all of our (brothers and sisters) eyes with
happiness soon.

"Visit the hospitals to appreciate the gift of health, visit the prisons to appreciate the gift of freedom and visit the graveyards to appreciate the gift of life. What is your grief and pain compared to theirs? Let us be grateful and thankful to Allah."

"If you intend to speak a vain word, replace it with a tasbih."- Abdullah Ibn Mubarak

Kindness is key, good manners are free and there is tremendous honor in humility. Some think that simply because they disagree with someone, they have to hate that person. ALLAH will sort the good from the bad. That is His business, so let Him tend to it. Convey, don't convince. You won't agree with everyone in the world, but, you do have to live with everyone in the world. The same creator that they reject takes care of them every second that they are alive. Maybe some of them just need a little more time. Besides, will being kind to them kill you? To some people it won't matter how kind you are but no problem, they will meet their Lord in the end. Take care, stay blessed and may ALLAH be pleased with you and accept all of your worship, AMEEN!

“Sometimes you search so hard for words. You look for a way to interpret the language of this heart and the unspoken bond you feel. But in the end you are left with nothing but silence. And deep down you hope it’s understood.” 
― Yasmin Mogahed
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Ya Allah. For every eye which befalls this post, I ask You to help them and their families through whatever trial You chose to test them with.
Ya Allah. Be their Light in this
darkness, their Friend in loneliness, their Companion when lost, their Strength in weakness.
Ya Allah. I ask You to watch over their magnificent souls, which You perfected. Forgive them for their shortcomings and allow Your blessings and mercy to shower upon them until they return to You. Ya
Allah, envelope their hearts with Your remembrance and heal what has been bruised.
Aameen,

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"When our emotions are allowed to overtake our intellect, we do and say things we regret." SubhanAllah!
--- Mufti Ismail Menk ---

Sometimes i feel soo lost and lonely as if the whole world has turned their back aginst me and not trying to understand me. This is the time I turn to Allah the Al Mighty. I speak to Him about my problems, my pain and troubles, and gain peace and comfort in return because atleast i know there is someone i'm able to share my feelings with and this is the only one that understands me.
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Dear Allah,
I'm writing to you to say... I know I'm far from perfect, but I
hope you will guide me. I know I fail to complete my duties but I hope you will give me strength. I know I constantly sin, but I hope you will give me the ability to realise the determination to stop and the opportunity to repent. I know I am far more fortunate than 90% of the
people in this world, and I am
humbled and grateful (alhamdulillah). Allah, you know me better than I know myself, and love me more than
my mother. Please take care of me and allow me to be a good Muslim. Nothing happens without your decree and we cannot be successful until we
try, so please Allah, give me and this entire nation (all humans on earth) an entry into your mercy so we may learn, and teach and become better
together. Ameen,
Your Humble Servant.

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"There comes a point when you have got to stop relying on other people to make you feel okay. You’ve got to stop saying, “I need you." You’ve got to stop feeling like you can’t live without someone, because guess what? You can. There is no one in this world who knows how to pick you up better than yourself. Sometimes there won’t be someone who can fix you when you’re breaking. Sometimes you’re just alone, and you know what? That’s good. Because if you don’t know how to fix yourself when you’re broken, you won’t get anywhere. It’ll seem like the worst thing in the world at first, but I promise you if you don’t run to anybody, if you just give yourself a chance, you’d be surprised what you can accomplish."

"I know what it’s like to be so mad, you go into this blind rage and don’t even remember what you said or did. I know what it’s like to be so heartbroken, you can’t even look at yourself in the mirror without bursting into tears. I know what it’s like to have so many bad things happen to you,you start to lose faith in everything. However, I also know times of pure joy and happiness. And if I can just keep my mind set on those, I know I’ll make it through all of the hard times. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to find the faith I thought I had lost forever."

“When I cry or lose or bruise, so long as I am still alive, nothing is ultimate. So long as there is still a tomorrow, a next moment, there is hope, there is change, there is redemption. What is lost, is not lost forever.” – Yasmin Mogahed

When we are out of ideas, surrounded by problems, and feeling totally alone. We are not alone. Allah is with us. If we pray sincerely and strive to be the best of our capacity, He will put light in our minds and hearts and help us from directions we did not expect
Wael Abdelgawad

When you're in hardship even the prick of a pin hurts too much. Every single pain feels a hundred times worse. It's a hard thing to do, to say "I put my trust in you Allah" especially when in times of difficulty and anxiety. But there is no one else. There is not a single person on this Earth who will make my pain and hardship easier. Only Allah.
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"Dear Allah, I am in a situation where I have no hope. Please forgive me of my sin and breathe genuine hope into my life. I surrender my heart to you and ask that you take control of my life now. Ameen."

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Life is a cycle of happiness and
sorrows, tears and smiles. End of every smile, there’s a flimsy drop of tear to remind you that nothing is in your hands and everything is a will of the Creator of the smiles and tears.
When a storm strikes us, we feel lost and broken. But what would it leave? Only pain? No, not at all. In fact it teaches us to smile with tears. It teaches us smiling is a charity even when we are weeping within ourselves. It teaches us to turn back to the one who owns the joys of our lives and ‘Who’ teaches the lessons in
our lives. Yet again I sense a storm. But I know the storm won’t last forever. After all He has taught us to smile in joy and pain. No, I’m not strong. Even at this moment I’m tearing. But still, I’m just a fence standing in between life and death. I
see many vast buildings destroyed. I see many huge towers collapsed. I
see many valuable treasures
scattered around.
The storms of disaster have no
boundaries. It strikes on the
strongest pillars and carries away the healthiest cattle. Still the world revolves. So we would, with belief in Allah and trust in ourselves, that life
will go on.
“So, verily, with every difficulty, there is relief. Verily, with every difficulty there is relief.” – (Quran, 94:5-6)
But human hearts are created to be weak that it would always wish for a wrong weather forecasting report.
Verily He is All Knowing and All
Hearing; our plea would never go unheard. Invoke His mercy and He will show a better way of comfort inshaAllah. -
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"My dear heart never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, do not harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and do not teach what you do not know."
-Rumi

"This world is like a mountain. Your echo depends on you. If you scream good things, the world will give it back. If you scream bad things, the world will give it back. Even if someone speaks badly about you, speak well about him. Change your heart to change the world ."
-Shams Tabrizi


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A True Beauty From Within.

When she was in high school, Lizzie Velasquez was dubbed “The World’s Ugliest Woman” in an 8-second-long YouTube video. Born with a medical condition so rare that just two other people in the world are thought to have it, Velasquez has no adipose tissue and cannot create muscle, store energy, or gain weight. She has zero percent body fat and weighs just 60 pounds.

In the comments on YouTube, viewers called her “it” and “monster” and encouraged her to kill herself. Instead, Velasquez set four goals: To become a motivational speaker, to publish a book, to graduate college, and to build a family and a career for herself.

Now 23 years old, she’s been a motivational speaker for seven years and has given more than 200 workshops on embracing uniqueness, dealing with bullies, and overcoming obstacles. She’s a senior majoring in Communications at Texas State University in San Marcos, where she lives with her best friend. Her first book, “Lizzie Beautiful,” came out in 2010 and her second, “Be Beautiful, Be You,” was published earlier this month.

“The stares are what I’m really dealing with in public right now,” she told Dr. Drew Pinsky in an interview on CNN’s Headline News this week. “But I think I’m getting to the point where… instead of sitting by and watching people judge me, I’m starting to want to go up to these people and introduce myself or give them my card and say, ‘Hi, I’m Lizzie. Maybe you should stop staring and start learning’.”

Velasquez was born in San Antonio, Texas; she was four weeks premature and weighed just 2 pounds, 10 ounces. “They told us they had no idea how she could have survived,” her mother, Rita, 45, told the Daily Mail. “We had to buy doll’s clothes from the toy store because baby clothes were too big.” Doctors warned Rita and her husband, Lupe, that their oldest child would never be able to walk or talk, let alone live a normal life. (Her two younger siblings were not affected by the syndrome.)

Instead, she has thrived. Her internal organs, brain, and bones developed normally, though her body is tiny. Since she has no fatty tissue in which to store nutrients, she has to eat every 15 to 20 minutes to have enough energy to get through the day. One brown eye started clouding over when she was 4 years old, and now she’s blind in that eye and has only limited sight in the other.

“Some days life doesn’t make sense,” she writes in “Be Beautiful, Be You.” “You just have to change what you can, ask for help and pray about the rest.”

She notes her triumphs and posts inspirational messages on Tumblr, and says that she’s learned to embrace the things that make her unique. Instead of trying to retaliate against people who have made her feel badly, she sets goals for herself and pushes herself to succeed in spite of the haters. She’s even reclaimed YouTube, video blogging about everything from bullying to hair-styling tips to staying positive.

“I feel really glad that I don’t look like the celebrities out there that are so beautiful,” she told Dr. Drew. “There’s a lot of stereotypes attached to that.” Not looking like a supermodel “gives people the opportunity to know you personally,” she explains. “If they’re willing to take that extra step they’ll get to know the person you really are.”

Of course, the horrible comments left on that old YouTube video stung (the video has since been removed, but Velasquez says she read every single comment). Now, she says, she understands that they’re “just words.”

“I’m human, and of course these things are going to hurt,” she said. “Their judgements of me isn’t who I am, and I’m not going to let these things define me.”

“I didn’t sink down to their level,” she said in a follow-up video on YouTube last year. “Instead, I got my revenge through my accomplishments and determination. In the battle between the ‘World’s Ugliest Woman’ video vs. me, I think I won.”

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How beautiful is it to stay silent when someone expects you to be enraged from them.
How beautiful it is to laugh when someone thinks you are going to shed tears


Look at the clock hand of your watch, it is always moving.
Laugh .. It doesn't stop
Be kind .. It doesn't stop
Be violated .. It doesn't stop
Do good deeds .. It doesn't stop
Do bad deeds .. It doesn't stop
So, it is up to you which one do you choose?! ...l
Come and lets make our life full of love, beauty and kindness before we die.


A good Husband Wipes her tears, But a Great Husband listens to the story of why she's crying


The best security blanket a child can have is parents who respect each other...


If kindness to animals is considered a good deed, than kindness to human beings is an even better deed.


IF people close their doors on you
then know that the Door of your Lord is never closed
The Lord of Makka and Medina
Do not ever doubt His endless Generosity 



Don't give Artificial Loves to your Mother and Father. 
Give them the respect and courtesy they desire. 
They are your most precious Treasure, Care for them.
God Forbid, if they leave this world
then one can do nothing but regret.


Any Good apology has three parts:
1. I'm sorry 
2. It's my fault 
3. What can i do to make it right?
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Dear ALLAH,
I know that I'm not perfect, I know
sometimes I forget to pray.
I know I have questioned my faith,
I know sometimes I lose my temper,
but thank you for loving me
unconditionally and giving me
another day to start over again.


A True story of Love , Compassion and Loyalty till the end 
This Algerian brother, who's a simple worker , spent 5 years taking full care of his wife from feeding her to carrying her and to all her personal needs, 
She was never like this when they first got married
but after suffering from a stroke she had become like this,
He took on the role which no man would take and to stick around and help her in everything this was the biggest test for him..
He did it for 24 hours for 5 years along with working and taking care of their child.....
And with all sadness and sorrow he has lost his wife , she passed away...May Allah give her the highest of heavens and also reward him for being so patient.
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DO THIS DON'T DO THAT!!- A Struggle everyday in Ramadan

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-Umme Muhammad

Do not make Ramadan as an excuse to sleep more,
it is a reason to sleep less.
Do not think Ramadan is a reason to lose weight,
it is a reason to lose bad habits.
Do not make Ramadan an excuse to be lazy,
it is a reason to be active.
DO not make Ramadan a month of feasting
it is a reason to gain taqwa.
Do not take Ramadan as a chore
It is special and it must be different
Do not be idle or gossip in Ramadan
It is a reason to do ample of zikr And zikr cleans the stains of heart
Do not miss any night salah
It is the way of the pious
Do not miss making duas at suhur and iftar
It is a reason we can seek forgiveness
Do not make an excuse that the satan is tempting
It is the nafs that is stronger
Do not miss making an intention to change
It is easier to change in Ramadan
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Untold Tales
Hasna Huzair
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A deep sigh.
A helpless cry.
''What's wrong?''
''Nothing. Just a fly."

A glistening tear.
As a pain does sear.
"Is everything fine?"
"Yeah. It's only some dust that peer."

A scream with a dare.
A gesture that is rare.
"What is it now?"
"Perhaps a nightmare."

A faint throb.
A muffled sob.
"Care to explain?"
"Just doing my job."

A fierce gush.
A deliberate lush.
"Want me to help?"
"No need to rush."

A masked smile.
A closed file.
"You look happy."
"All the while."

A convincing lie.
A misery so high.
"What about the colour?"
"It's some mere dark die."

A sigh, a cry.
A pain, a tear.
A scream, a screech.
A taunt, a sob.
A smile, a laugh.
A trick, a lie.
Those are the unvoiced voices,
There lie the unheard stories.

Thus remain many a tales,
Untold, hidden beneath the veils.
Relate them to your Lord,
There is none better to listen to the lonely souls.

All the terrible strife,
You endure throughout your life,
May vanish within a wink,
And start to sink.
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How much do you think we're going to care about the grudges we hold in our lives when we're on our deathbeds?

Be careful not to shut doors out of anger that you may not be able to open once your anger has subsided.

Sometimes it's better just to be there for someone instead of spending all your effort trying to understand what they are going through.

The irony of feeling that someone doesn't deserve our forgiveness is that this forgiveness would serve to bring peace and contentment to our own soul.

When you have an issue with someone, complaining to others about it is one of the least efficient and most sinful ways of trying to solve it.

Just because someone is overly opinionated it does not mean that they are knowledgeable.

By putting others down, you're only putting the weakness of your own character on display.

If someone has become arrogant after learning, they either didn't learn enough, or they lacked sincerity.

How is it that we claim to love certain people, yet they are not safe from our tongues?
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