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ölseydim bu kadar acımızdı belki. sabah bisiklette dikkat etmeme gerek yokmuş, yanlışlıkla tren rayların üstüne düşsem kim bilir kalbime bir zarar gelmezdi. keşke şeytandandır biliyorum allah'ım da içimden hıçkıra hıçkıra ağlamaktan fazlası gelmiyor. meğer ne kadar eksikmişim, sığınacak dalım yokmuş benim, yetim doğmuşum.
a beautiful night of reading pre-islamic history suddently interruptedi by the name muhammad hamidullah. and now i find myself praying for a man upon reading his biography
if it led me to sujood then it wasn’t a waste. God bless the lost loves and lost friendships, may everyone i’ve known, even for a moment, be protected and guided always. i forgive you and hope i am forgiven. i’ll remember you making this heavy earth just a little bit lighter. i hope you remember me the same way.
with all these viral videos of west-african kids reciting the quran I got flashbacks to the time I wanted to marry a somali because I assumed my children would born hufadh
i hate being turkish sm sometimes. found a decent man after all and I end up torn in fight over GOLD. gold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my worth is being tied to gold like I'm a pre-Bretton Woods currency
Ibn Jawzi (رحمه الله) said:
"Understand that life has occasions. One time it is poverty, and another time it is wealth. Once it is honour, and another it is humiliation. Happy is he who remains grounded in each situation."
• [Sayd Al- Khatir p. 282]
i was scrolling through my blog and last year i was worrying about ever being able to get a job and hoping my grandma would depart from this earth as soon as possible... whereas this year? i dislike every gathering with my colleagues and took grandma to the hospital to make sure her health is okay. subhanallah sometimes we do not realise the things we insist on are fleeting and might change if the circumstances were different. alhamdulillah still i survived to see my prayers become a reality
i'm considering a third master's degree. i would not call myself the best student out there, and i despised every minute memorizing and preparing for exams, but do i miss being a student? the insufferable guilt i face every hour spent unproductive? the collective punishment called 'studying' we ought to face every winter and summer? the dreading every deadline accompanied by a huge sigh of relief once it's over? yes. no doubt about it.
feels weird to go about normal life while the world is burning
— munajaat al-murideen, whispered prayer of the devoted
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
in fleabag episode 4 when the bank manager says “i want to take clean cups out of the dishwasher and put them in the cupboard at home, and the next morning, i want to watch my wife drink from them. and i want to make her feel good.” phoebe waller-bridge why would u write that.
in another universe, my mom married a man that truly loved her, and i do not exist.
I love my fiance to bits I truly do but the entire wedding planning, traditions and culture differences make me nauseous. I'm afraid one day I'll just call it off because I'm annoyed about how long it takes to get everyone on board
next thing u know im wasting my time on canva
I love my fiance to bits I truly do but the entire wedding planning, traditions and culture differences make me nauseous. I'm afraid one day I'll just call it off because I'm annoyed about how long it takes to get everyone on board
Six years and 2 master degrees later I don't remember the last time i uttered such a heartfelt alhamdulillah that my eyes started filling by happiness. I guess the small victories this year culminated in relief I didn't know i anticipated so much. Alhamdulillah a thousand times, I feel like the burden has finally been lifted. Life is worth living after all I suppose.
