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Perhaps the best thing about the stab of cold, is feeling the warmth that follows it.

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Monster

Reaching forward I readied myself for the piercing of thorns,
thunderous fury and tender flesh asunder,
Yet when I neared the thing, I felt embrace my fingertips the sensitive caress of pain, turmoil;
no monster, just a heart slain upon the altar of sorrow.

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Frankincense

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Musty rubble,

burning as dusky flavors of love,

and the ebbing of subtle passions –

of memories long buried,

and a maternal hug faraway. ~

(If you’ve ever breathed in a waft of this heavenly scent burning, you know how one can be buried in the depths of it’s intricacies. Such a subtle smell that reminds you of earthy things and good times…purely heartwarming it is.✨)

Ninja Stars

He sat on the big chair with his legs folded and tucked underneath him, little hands adeptly working with bits of ripped paper. His brow furrowed as he concentrated on formulating the words and letters I was testing him on. Barely looking up, his eyes trained on the page in front of him, he continued to tenderly care for his little craft beneath the edge of the desk he leaned against. Upon finishing the page, I leaned over to peek at his work and seeing my interest he said eagerly, eyes shining,  “It’s going to be a ninja star.”

He went back to his seat eventually, and at the end of the class when I had just finished testing the last student, I felt something brush against my elbow.

I found that my little friend had slid the completed star across the table, with his name fondly scrawled across it.  ~

This boy has always been labeled as a disruptive, hyper and rebellious student in the class, with teachers always responding to his little hiccups as reasons to punish him, and unfortunately to shout. After working with him for this while, bending down and looking into his little face after mishaps, and episodes of stubbornness…I think today, I may have won this little guy’s heart❤️Processed with MOLDIV

Sunshine Blogger Award

Many thanks to @ChasingSakina for nominating this blog for the ‘Sunshine Blogger Award’ ! I appreciate it, Jazakillahu Khairan ❤   Please do go check out her wonderful writing 🙂

The Rules:

 • Thank the person/persons who nominated you in a blog post and link back to their blog.

 • Answer the 11 questions sent by the person who nominated you.

 • Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write them 11 new questions.

 • List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo on your post and/or on your blog.

 

 

1) What are some of your goals for this month?

Getting closer to the Creator, thinking this much more and talking that much less, meeting new people outside of my normal sphere, studying, and beginning to work on a very special project 🙂

2) What inspires you?

Passionate people. One of the most moving things is to witness a person love something so much that it drives them to work like never before to fulfill it. They carry a sparkle in their eyes, fervor in their actions and purpose in their speech. Their passion affects anyone who graces them with their company…its a nice thing to have rub off on you 🙂

3) Who was the last person you hugged?

My mom 🙂

4) What are some of your favourite quotes?

The answer of this question is ever changing! And because of this I’ll just give one of my recent favorites…but it does come with a wonderfully long story 🙂

In the story of Musa (a), when the Pharaoh had announced his intention of killing the Prophet, to his advisers, and they were mutually plotting his death, a man of the Pharaoh’s courts and family stood up in a timeless moment of bravery, exposing his own hidden faith and challenging the tyrant with these words : ” Are you going to kill a man just because he says: “Allah is my Lord!”  He proceeded to stun the array of royalty subservient to the Pharaoh, in an account recorded in the Quran in Surah Al Ghafir.

Generations later, when he was Khalifah, Ali (r) asked: “Who is the bravest of men?” . They said : ” You are.” He replied, ” I have never dueled anyone and lost, but the bravest man is Abu Bakr.” Then he recounted a story that took place when the Muslims were being persecuted by the Quraish, and the Prophet Muhammad (saw) had been attacked by a man in the heat of his anger. No one dared or had the courage to defend him against his aggressor. The man viciously threatened the blessed Prophet and he seemed on the brinks of a painful death, when through the onlooking crowds pushed a lone figure. He approached the man who held the Prophet and painfully asked, in front of the stunned crowd, quoting the Ayah of the Quran : “Are you going to kill a man just because he says: “Allah is my Lord!”  ? {Surah Ghafir, Ayah 28} 

 Then Ali asked: “Who is better Abu Bakr or the believer of the family of Pharaoh? ” The people remained quite. He said: “Why don’t you answer? In the name of Allah, one moment in the life of Abu Bakr is greater than the entire earth full of the likes of the believer of the family of Pharaoh! The believer of the family of Pharaoh was a man who concealed his faith while Abu Bakr was a man who proclaimed his faith.”

I love this quote or perhaps more so, the entire story, because it displays the virtue of being the one who speaks up against injustice, even if you are just that, one. Indeed, both men faced massive opposition in the path of combating injustice, and the choice of silence was always easier. They risked their all for the prevalence of justice, a principle that if we had even a bit of, would go a long way in making this world a better place 🙂

5) What colour comes to mind when you think of peace and why? 

Blue! The sky and the sea are the two elements between we are placed, and their default is always so serene and calming. The vast expanses fill the onlooker with an indescribable feeling of contentment, which is what I think of as peaceful.

6) What are three of your favourite books or TV shows?

I love anything classical 😛 King Arthur, Little Women, Robin Hood…I must confess though, the list goes far beyond these three. They were just the most significant ones that came to thought at the moment 😛

7) What are you grateful for right now?

As I write this, I can look out my window into a full mooned, yet dark sky…and I wonder about those who don’t see its radiance through a pane, rather who will sleep with nothing to cover them tonight. Exposed. Scared. I’m grateful at for the enormous blessing of safety and comfort and the privilege of not knowing real fear.

8) What adds meaning to your life?

Thought. Without it you wouldn’t be able to acknowledge life’s beauties and understand its challenges. Thought adds meaning to everything.

9) What are your pet-peeves?

This is going to be interesting! I simply abhor it when I can hear people chewing or doing anything vaguely gross with regards to their digestive tract. And on a completely different note, I don’t like small talk. It drives me crazy when both parties know that what they’re engaging in is completely superficial and all in the name of formalities. It would be a lot more human if we just said what we meant just a bit more, lol 🙂

10) What do your admire about your parents?

I admire their willingness to sacrifice so many unimaginable things for the sake of a lifestyle and cause they believe in. They’ve had certain priorities set for their children that they were willing to pursue in anyway, shape or form. Even if it meant literally moving to a different place because of it. Jazahumullahu Ahsan al Jaza’a

11) What do you love about the area that you live?

The community spirit is very strong! People are always very supportive and caring for their fellow neighbors and community members. There is always a network in place to take care of people if they fall sick, who are elderly, or just generally if you need help. You always feel cared for and part of a bigger family of kindred spirits 🙂

P.S. I loved answering these questions! ~

 

My nominees are :  thari – The Rock in the River

   Misfit Narrator  – Misfit Narrator

    Suma Fiore – Suma Fiore

      ollieforreal – Note to My Sanity

    Jannah as my Goal  – Jannah As My Goal

(I am having trouble nominating eleven blogs, but if you’ve virtually interacted with me recently, I nominate you!) 

Here are my questions for the nominees!

  1. Who are you? If you have introduce yourself without the expectations and confines of people, (egs. careers, positions, jobs) what would you want a person to know you as?

2.  Describe a couple of small instances in life that make you genuinely happy 🙂

3.  What would you attempt if you knew you couldn’t fail? Would it be the same without            the challenge?

4.  What makes the people you look up to special?

5. If you had the opportunity to address the entire world for 1 minute what would you                say?

6. What is some integral part of your daily routine that without it, feels incomplete?

7.  What is a special memory you have of your childhood?

8.  What is something you love to do?

9.  What is the best thing you’ve read in the past month?

10. If you could meet anyone from the past, who would it be and why?

11. Where would you like to travel to and why?

 

And a final note to anyone who has kindly nominated me for things in the past, I apologize for not getting around to doing so!

Process

The flattery we bestow upon on another is given as though we regard one another as specimens of achieved perfection, epitomes. Fruits at an eternal peak of ripeness, flowers infinitely fixated in blooming glory…we forget whatever manifestation of good we behold is a process, not a product. A process of battle between petty whims and higher aspirations, between self and soul. A process that never fully abolishes the notion of evil inclinations, rather allows the will to oft preside over it with good. That’s what we see.

In your pursuit of appeasing someones lower self with flattery, perhaps in genuine honesty or not, remember not to undermine the struggles they have endured with their own self to achieve this stability…you suffer them a blow, the wound of which allows many an inkling of arrogance to seep through. You wouldn’t want your words to be the inflation of an ego tamed, and an abstinence broken. ~

A scholar once remarked, upon hearing a Hadith of the Prophet (may Allah’s peace and blessings be upon him) regarding the dislike of praising a person to their face :

“….praise and commendation of a person (to their face) is disliked, for very rarely is the one who praises safe from a lie which he says whilst praising him, and very rarely is the one who is praised saved from the amazement which enters him.”

From Superman, With Love

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Tacked to the ramp with a couple nails, a handwritten message, a quote, flaps in the bone chilling wind next to the four shiny superhero capes that flank it. A message of love and unity anonymously left at a mosque, and fondly signed ‘Superman’. It reads :

“Dreams save us,

Dreams lift us up and transform us.

Until my dream of a world where dignity, honor and justice becomes the reality we all share, 

I’ll never stop fighting, ever.”

– Superman

 

Thank you to whoever left this, and reminded us of the quote. The world needs more ordinary superheroes like you ❤