Alhamdulilah. Praise be only to Allah (swt), Most Glorious, Most Merciful.
I had my graduation ceremony on Tuesday.
Now, welcome to reality.
I was going to post pictures of my uni, The University of Melbourne for you all to see. It's such a beautiful place mashaAllah. I'm quite saddened that I will not longer be going there. Unfortunately, there will be no photos today. My house was broken into. They stole my mum's laptop, her jewellery, and my beloved camera. My sweet Canon DSLR. We estimated it was around $20,000 worth of stolen goods. SubhanAllah. To Allah (swt) we belong and unto Him we return. Let us remind ourselves that nothing we own is ours. They can take whatever they want from me, the only thing they can't take away is my iman and my love for Allah (swt). That, only He can take away if He wills. Oh Allah, please protect me and all of my brothers and sisters in Islam from kufr. There are two things I truly fear most, death and falling into disbelieve. A'oozubillah.
Even though I had something I loved dearly taken away from me, I'm in an extremely generous mood. Alhamdulilah. So you better take advantage of it. Muslims love free stuff, don't they? I know I do.
Here's what I have to give you. To two of you. One to someone living within the US and one to someone living anywhere in the world!
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I just received mine in the mail a few days ago and I'm totally loving it. I've been anxiously waiting for the past few weeks for it. Alhamdulilah the wait was worth it.
All you need to do is leave a comment with your favourite Ayat, Hadith or Islamic quote,
your email and location,
and one of these could be yours.
I was supposed to have a giveaway almost two months ago. Alhamdulilah it couldn't have been at a better time... What a way to celebrate Phase Two of my life. I wonder what 2011 brings. I wonder what I aim to achieve in that year. I wonder who I'll be by the time I'm 21. I only hope that I become wiser. better. more knowledgeable. stronger. independent. determined. Insha'Allah.
I made istikhara again and got my answer two days after my last post. But I wanted some time to reassure myself.
Now I am confident I want to spend the rest of my life with this man. this beautiful, humble man. I just know that it is right. I want to go through trials and hardships with him. I want to enjoy life with him. I want to live life with him. I want to worship Allah (swt) together with him. Even with all the concerns my family have, I know that he will be good for me, in this life and in the hereafter. We both feel the same way and we truly believe that this is all from Allah (swt). SubhanAllah, I honestly do not deserve a man with that kind of character after all the things I've done in the past. Allah (swt) is so Merciful, so Generous. He may not be rich, but he has a good heart and I rather he lack in other areas than in his deen and character. I know that he is my test in this dunya. Life won't be easy after marriage, for sure. But I am willing to take that chance and work things out together with patience and sincerity.
My parents are finding it hard to accept my decision. InshaAllah with time, they will come around. I'm making lots of dua for Allah (swt) to make it easy for us to unite in marriage, if we are indeed good for each other.
Thank you all for your support. MashaAllah I truly treasure all of you.
My heart is doing somersaults. backflips. you name it. When I think of him, I feel safe.When I'm with him, I feel comfortable. I'm myself. I don't feel the need to be pretentious. I feel protected. I feel like it's right. Some people say that when you meet someone, you just know that it's the right person. Even though I've only met him twice, from what I have seen and from what my friends have told me, I know that he has a heart of gold. Yes, I also know that I could be wrong. But, based on our encounter, this is what I'm feeling right now. Maybe things will change later on. Maybe it won't. All I know is that he's different. There's something about him. And I would be an absolute idiot if I let him go.
Will he be the one to replace what I have lost?
Will he be the one to keep me safe from harm?
Will he be the one to make up for all the times I had my heart broken?
Will he bring peace and happiness?
Will he be my path to Jannah?
Only Allah knows.
Please make dua for me.
I ask Allah (swt) to grant all you beautiful sisters in Islam pious spouses who will be good for your religion, your world, your life, your hereafter. Someone who will be a means for you to enter Jannah.
For the past few weeks, I've had an urge to go and make dawah. I want to call people to Islam. I want to talk about Allah (swt) all the time. I love speaking about Him. I love being in the presence of people who love him. I want to tell people about Allah and his bounties. The thing is, I don't know what to say or how to say it. I lack knowledge. I lack experience. For me, I write better than I speak. I can't think on the spot nor can I convince people with my words.
The other day, I was out distributing pamphlets around my neighbourhood. I came across an old Greek woman and offered her my help in carrying her pot of spaghetti bolognese for her grandson. While walking with her, I asked her about God and whether she believed in God. She couldn't speak English well so it was really difficult to keep the conversation going. She said in a strong Greek accent, "Yea...there is one God for everybody." And then I just blanked. What was I supposed to say next? I asked if she could read, she said no. So I didn't give her a pamphlet. Then, her grandson stopped by as he was driving. I gave him the pot and went on my way. You know what I should have done? I should have given him some dawah material. I didn't. When I think back, there are potentially so many things I could or should have done for the sake of Allah. But I hesitated. I was afraid.
I want to help our Ummah. I want to help people find their way. I want to save people from the harsh punishment of the grave. punishment on the Day of Judgement. punishment in Hellfire. I tried speaking to my mum and step-dad about working for the hereafter instead for this dunya...but only my step-dad was listening and conversing with me. I cried. I cried because I'm failing to save my families from Hellfire. I cried because I doing my best and that is still not good enough. I cried because I can't save them if they can't save themselves. I'm being patient. I know these things take time. Lots and lots of time. I know that I can't give up. I can't lose hope in Allah (swt). It is true though. Allah doesn't guide those whom you love, rather He guides those whom He wills. And that is a fact we have to accept. As we are, ultimately, His slaves after all.
twenty-five. wife and mother of three. introvert. modest. shy yet adventurous. much love for desserts & anything scrumptious. my blog; my life. my everyday thoughts. rants and musings. the people i love. and the things i learn about in LIFE.