This life is temporary. So I am happy to let you go; because I'm planning to be with you in Jannah. I wrote it in my fable and went to bed. As I laid down and as it always happens I began with my out of the world creations.Things are so crazy and life is... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #19. ~Ever wondered why you wonder?~
How grand it is to wake up when the whole world is still asleep. I wonder why does one even sleep. What, did they climb Mount Everest or pulled a bullock-cart that they feel like a oscitant to gradually fall at their beds. Well that's beyond any human restraint. But, there has to be a... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #16. ~A few things left unsaid.~
There are always things which you can't tell your parents. And if you don't have a sister then it's never going to be easy. There's no one who can understand. The only choice left is to keep such thoughts deep down into your heart so that it's effect doesn't create an ache to your soul.... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #15. ~You can’t be ordinary.~
Your time is precious. And the worst part is that you can't save it. And the best part is that you can't spend it. So stop now. Drop your time in solitude. Think about the track your life is upon. Ask for His forgiveness. He's very forgiving. He's our creator. He's the giver. And He's... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #14. ~I feel like~
I feel saturated a lot of times as of now. It's not that I'm short of words but, the same old words, same old people, same old situations leave me no where but exhausted. I feel like I'm limited now. I can't explore myself to new ideas. I feel like giving up. I'm worried. I... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #13. ~Allah is there, when no one is!~
When you realize that there are a lot of people who are a lot smarter than you; a lot more skillful than you; a lot better-looking than you; a lot more intelligent than you; a lot more impressive than you, and who are having a lot better English than you; Then the most beautiful feeling... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #11. ~Nevertheless, I’m with you~
I once felt. I still do. I do it more these days. You know you are the happiest you have ever been when you realize that you have the best father and you have the best mother and then you have even the best brother. And above all there is the Greatest Almighty Allah who... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #10. ~Remember Me~
It's better late than never happened before! Get ready for the day of resurrection and prepare yourself to face Allah Sub'han Awata'ala. Start with asking forgiveness from Him. He is Al_Ghafoor, The Perfectly Forgiving. He will surely forgive. The next step is not to miss your Salah. That will pave your way to Islah. Learn... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #9. ~It’s IMpossible~
It's impossible after a certain point to get back to the old style of thinking or the old ways of blinking. You can never be the same person again because it was never all of a sudden change; and a sudden change is always temporary. Well I believe that, if not you! The past might... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #7. ~In the end you have to just- believe~
Sometimes you just have to believe things. You can't just put a question mark onto it straight forward. If you wish to wait for a logical answer then wait until death. See, logically nothing is correct; because logically everything can be proved wrong. For instance- can you prove that the sun rises in the east?... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #30. ~Silence whispers~
Its been said a lot of times. Silence is a weapon. Some use it to destroy, disintegrate, defame, vilify, incarnate people and add any other qualifier to contemplate this fact. In simple words, there are a very few who use it to safeguard their modesty. The truth is not ought to be termed as a... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #29. ~Its not a love story~
My first advancement with words is not what uplifts my moments of deliberations, but that which touches your beauty, your style to an extent I just can't drain away from my mind. I often feel staid upon the feeling of love; but, surely not upon love on the whole. I had tried a lot to... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #28. You need someone. But, who?
There are people who deserve to be happy. There are people who are sad. There are people who lived and died. Everyone you meet in life is fighting a battle. Everyone has a story. Everyone thinks his/her story is the most prominent of all. Everyone is in fantasy. At times we just want to speak up!... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #24. ~I’m better off alone~
Darkness is prevailing in this lone room even when the sun is high. I've lived alone like it before but now is the time when it feels like I'm bounded by the walls on a roundabout disclaimer of many such things that could make me feel low. Moreover its a brand new place but of... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #23. ~I choose: To Think Again~
Choosing between two rights is quite easy when you are lazy enough to extract one. And choosing between two wrongs is the hardest of life's protocol. But, choosing between the contrasts of right and wrong is humanity. Sometimes I wonder a lot. I don't care if I'm fathomed by my overt thinking. I just start... Continue Reading →
Finding Verities: #2. What is Namaz(Salah)?
Salah is an invocation and submission to: Allah (Sub'haa_nahu Wa Ta_aa'la means May he be glorified and exalted"). Salah is a method to purify oneself of the sins one commits. Salah is bowing low before Allah(S.W.T.) so that one should not be proud of his stature because of the worldly affairs. Salah is devoting oneself... Continue Reading →
Finding Verities: #1. What is Imaan (Faith)?
Imaan is that feeling of one's heart with which he/she remembers Allah. Many people remember Allah but not everybody has the same feeling. That means a few feel more and a few, less,and a few doesn't even care about how they feel. That surely represents how much you're in love with Allah. For instance being good... Continue Reading →
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