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The rain reminds me of you. And I can't do much but pray for you.

~ mashriqiyyah

We all broke our walls for someone, only to rebuild them taller.

~ mashriqiyyah

recommend some of your fav blogs ☺️

I've got some names coming to my mind suddenly...I often see these blogs that are so good. Allahumma Baarik lahum.

@adropofhumanity @umtxqwa @fluffy-appa @heartbeatsallah @ibn-ibrahim @milatibrahiim @taqwatawheedtales @islam-reflections @balar @writtenbyaloner @theambitiouswoman @badrrr @ukii-yo @khorasaniyyah @baklavaaa @bintturaab @bvrakah @lughatul-qurania @julaibib @srvyxhi @myheartisblackandblue @chashmenaaz

Actually...all the blogs I follow are really good. Alhamdulillah.

Our mistake in this era is expecting Humanity from the Humans.

~ mashriqiyyah

The reason people find it hard to create a healthy relationship these days is because this generation is filled with men who are nothing but a manchild wanting princess treatment and refusing to lead. And women who think they can lead an empire refusing to leave their masculinity, because all their lives they've seen just emotionally unsafe men.

~ mashriqiyyah

Your Islam is so much more than just aesthetics. Putting niqabi doodles on your profiles...or using pictures from Makkah as your wallpapers...or posting quotes about halal love and nikah. Your Islam is so much more than what you put on your status updates. So much more than the quotes, ayat and ahadith you paste without thinking that you could memorize it first. So much more than what you share in your Instagram stories. So much more than what the virtual world can perceive.

Let not the shaytan deceive you and limit your Islam to a digital version only. Turn off your screen and put back your cameras. Close the door for a while where all you can hear are notifications from the apps where you appear a pious muslim.

Listen to the silence in your solitude...what does it say?

From the wonders of

Allāh's preservation of you,

and your dignity with Him,

and His sufficiency for you..

Is to remove from your life:

whoever has no goodness in them for you

and no sincerity within them towards you.

“Is Allāh not sufficient for His servant?” [39:46]

"I cannot buy the world for you, but I will make Dua' that everything you desire of it, falls in your feet as your sight beholds Aakhirah, may your heart be drunk in contentment, may the Pleasure of your Rabb be poured upon you."

~ mashriqiyyah

Even if you try to, Allah will never let you settle for anything lesser than what you deserve.

~ mashriqiyyah

Your self sabotage and self neglect are one of the biggest signs you're in state of self hatred. You might think that you love yourself apparently. But when you don't do the things you're supposed to do for your betterment...rather...you keep subjecting yourself to stuff that's ruining your physical and mental health... you're basically pulling up the hate on your being. The shame, guilt and sense of inferiority that's hidden in you. Deep down you think you don't deserve good things so you keep plunging into the bare minimum and worse, the evil things. When you know you should sleep enough to heal but you keep staying up late at night dwelling on actions that aren't good for your body and soul. You know you should maintain a diet that can meet the needs of your body but you keep skipping meals or binge eating junk. You know you should limit your screen time, stop scrolling randomly on your apps but you keep wasting time to distract yourself from stuff that's bothering you. You avoid facing your thoughts with conviction and let them wreck havoc in your mind. You allow negative assumptions and patterns to repeat. You don't allow yourself to get up after a relapse thinking you deserve to suffer. You avoid healing. You take care of everything and everyone around you but keep putting your needs aside. You don't rush towards Allah as you should. You think you're far away from Him and not good enough to stand before Him.

You do all of it subconsciously yet in a state of complete persuasion.

~ mashriqiyyah

نَعِيبُ زَمَانَنَا وَ الْعَيبُ فِينَا وَ مَا لِزَمَانِنَا عَيبٌ سِوَانًا

"We blame time and the fault is in us, There is no fault in time except us."

~ Imam al-Shafi'i رحمة الله

“Diwan Al-Shafi’i” (p. 106)

Imām Ibn al-Jawzī رَحِمَهُ ٱللَّٰهُ said:

“It is a must for each cautious and intelligent person to gather the supplies needed before his departure [from this life].

For he never knows when his hour of death will strike or know when his soul will be called back!”

~ Captured Thoughts | Page 80

"Throw it all in the trash"...said my mum as I stood in the midst of our living room holding a carton full of stuff I had taken out of our storecases of books, stationary and gifts received over the time.

This happens almost every 6 months when I deep cleanse the home and try to declutter. Whenever the new stuff out-spaces the old, I collect it and put it in a carton and then no one sees it ever again except me. I did that again this time, and when my mum asked me to throw it, I....simply couldn't. Like always. I kept it aside for a while and then sneakily took it to my closet, and secured it there.

This is me. I've always found it impossible to let go of stuff that has memories attached to it. Like a post card my middle school best friend made for my birthday with our pictures on it, like the funny song lyrics we used to write on chits during classes and laugh our hearts out on the last bench in highschool. Like the poems and sweet comments my classmates have written for me in my diary and slambooks.. like the first ring I bought for myself, Like the tulip sketches my nephews have made for me, like the first "painting" my niece made when she was just 15 months old (which is just a brush ran across a page in haphazard manner lol)

I keep it so close to me that whenever I get to open my closet, I know I have treasure hidden in it, that can take me back to the time whenever I had felt over the world. When I know, everything was perfect. Even for a day or an brief hour. But harm is when I do it with words spoken to me. Smiles given to me. I cannot throw them away from my mind either no matter how much my mind is occupied with other things. Like when one of my colleagues had literally lifted me up and didn't separate me from her embrace for a long time because she missed me during a week's leave. How my students and I would go around the campus for no apparent reason but just so we could goof around the places in the name of work. Like, when an elderly woman had smiled at me n kept her hand on my head because I helped her with something as simple as lifting her bag while we were coming down from a bus. Like, when someone had said "come back?" After I was absent for so many weeks...

Like when someone said "Forever, In Sha Allah" when I asked them if they can tolerate me.

Even if I know those words mean nothing now, but in that moment, they meant the world. And it pains me that I cannot go back in that moment and things stay as it is. I choose to live a lifetime in that one moment. Because I know, one day, everything has to be dumped into a carton and everyone will call it trash. But for me, it'll always matter. Because I suck at letting go. So, I have made a room inside the deepest chamber of my heart, just like my closet. Where all the words spoken to me, that I hold dear sparkle like glittering butterflies. But in a dungeon. Soon they'll die. And I have no choice except to make a grave out of it...that I'll avoid visiting often. But, whenever I'll need an escape...I know I'll find myself sitting near that grave, touching it ever so tenderly...because...I suck at letting go.

~ mashriqiyyah

25th June 2023

A woman with fire in her soul is meant for a man who's powerful enough to withstand the burning of his ego.

~ mashriqiyyah

Meri Zindagi To Firaaq Hai, Wo Azal Se Dil Main Makee’n Sahi...

“I saw ath-Thawrī in a dream, so I said to him: ‘Give me sincere advice’.

So he said: ''Minimize your acquaintance with people''

[The Garden of the Sages by Ibn Ḥibbān 1/81]

Yeh Jo kehte hain ki Muhabbat karte hain, kyun bhul jatay hain ke Muhabbat ki pehli shart Ehteraam hai?

~ mashriqiyyah

Thinking and mentioning the people is a disease for the soul. Busy yourself with Allah and His Book for that is the cure.

~ mashriqiyyah

The more Quran enters your heart and your mind...the lesser you tend to listen to these 'lofi' 'slowed-reverb' versions of Quran and also the recitations of 'qaris' who tend to excessively melodize and nasheedify the Tilawah that they miss out on the haqq of Tajweed. SubhanAllah. We listen to the Quran so we can ponder over the Words of Allah and understand it's meaning the way it's meant to. Yes, Quran recitation is soothing to the ears and calming too. But why there's that humming and echo without any need for it? Many YouTube qari's we're seeing today recite the Quran without proper Tajweed, use autotune n try making the Tilawah aesthetic!! Very few reciters actually emphasize Tarteel. May Allah make us amongst those who fulfill the Haqq of reciting Quran.

~ mashriqiyyah

Feels more alive while reading books than sitting among people*