A few weeks ago, a fellow sister DMed me on Instagram asking how to cope with the loss of a loved one. It’s been a few years for me but it still hits me hard. Here’s a post where I spill my heart for you in hopes that it may help somebody out there who is grieving the loss of a dear loved one.
Through the Prophets sent to mankind from the beginning of time, God has specified HOW to worship Him, the One and Only Lord. Islam is a simple way of life. It’s our love for the dunya (the material world) that complicates it for us. In order to justify where we may fall short on understanding the deen (faith), we choose to remain how we are and hold onto the mantra that only God can judge us when in reality we are not ready to stand before Him and be held accountable for our deeds.
The FIRST feminist in the world was arguably Prophet Muhammad Peace Be Upon Him, so girl what are you on about?
Thankfully, there’s a guy named Siddique in the room who works here – I’m betting on the fact that he’s probably Muslim – brown guy, desi name, fits the bill. So, as the meeting draws to an end, I run to get a hold of him to ask…
I think to myself, is this it? What last words will I leave that can encompass everything I need to say to every single individual in my life?
My maid of honor won’t be at my wedding. But, she has the greatest excuse of all…she’s no longer in this world.
I called, but you didn’t pick up. I texted but Viber says you were seen a long time ago. Five months and 17 days to be exact…
Two words that succinctly describe us after we graduate college -“What now?”
And yet, here I felt hesitant to raise my hands up in du’a although I was surrounded by Muslim friends in a Halal restaurant.
I never really paused to think about the fact that these weren’t just stones and names we were passing by but rather thousands of actual, once living people now beneath the ground.
And all of this was caused by her mother in law, a woman I thought I knew. What is this, the 15th century? What the heck is wrong with this world? I thought to myself.
And I didn’t realize how this implicit, unattainable standard of beauty was affecting me. As I’d get ready in the morning and put my scarf on, I’d feel uneasy looking at myself in the mirror.
The long winter nights just seemed to drag on; the storm outside raging, never-ending. I laid on the couch in my dark living room. I couldn’t remember the last time I had gone out or even heard from a friend. Perhaps it was seasonal affective disorder – just the winter blues that were distressing me.…… Continue reading Social Media is just a Façade
Although trust is key and love is necessary, there are two things that are crucial to maintaining a healthy and happy relationship. Now I’m not married nor a couples counselor but at this age, one starts to think about these things (right?) Your spouse is the one person that is supposed to remain with you…… Continue reading 2 Things That Destroy Relationships
You know that thing mothers do when they’re in another room, yell your name, you reply, and then there’s silence in response as a gesture for you to get up and go to them? Isn’t it so annoying?
