Another chapter closed.


convocation 2014 - yorku

convocation 2014 – yorku

 

Recently another chapter in my life closed. But did it really close? maybe not who knows. four years of struggles flew by. It felt like a long time but maybe it was really just a blink of an eye. My lord increase me in knowledge (surah taha) I don’t know what lies ahead. This life, trees, water, and this earth you have spread. I am weak and if I knew of the upcoming tests in life maybe I would have definitely fled.  But where will I go and flee to who? When I know that one day no matter what we all come back to you. If you ask me if I am scared then yes I am. Its shocking where life takes you and when this life will bring for you an exam.

It is all an exam and its a matter of who passes and fail. Gives me shivers when I think of it and that on the last day there will be no bail. What we do now is where one day we will stand. Maybe some of us have already know where we want to go while others ignored and left that unplanned. On that day there will be none of us to demand. The ones that left it unplanned… will wish they have listened to their One and Only God’s command. So did this chapter in my life really close? Maybe not and it will go on for the rest of my life I suppose… I guess I am exhausted from the past events that took place. or maybe I am getting tired of this all around me race. Race to win this world with so many things around us that we can chase. The degree, job, money, this and that please stop and give me some breathing space.

This worldly life diverts you until you visit the graveyards (surah takathur). Thats when reality hits and you see where are the ones that have passed. I am weak I admit, I sin and sometimes I get off guard. But as long as on the day I meet my end I have a good identity card. So I guess this chapter hasn’t really closed. Perhaps I have a long way to go. or maybe I will meet my end today or tomorrow who knows.

The struggle continues I suppose?

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Feeding the soul


raise your words not voice; it is rain that grows flowers not thunder - Rumi

raise your words not voice; it is rain that grows flowers not thunder – Rumi

 

Oh Ramadan come forth, the hearts are ill. I look at my good deeds and I am ashamed to find it Nil. Let yourself be a blessing for us and let our hearts be refilled. We are starving our ego in hope to feed our souls. Seeking forgiveness and patience to make ourselves as a whole. Let us walk towards Him knowing the One who is in all control. Let us forgive what has happened and make peace with the past. Let us wake up and realize that this world won’t last. Let us take full advantage of these upcoming days. The Creator of All let us praise. Please slow down and don’t pass so quickly with just one gaze. Let us see and learn how to walk on the straight path and finally get out of this world’s maze.

Understanding A Mother


sometimes what you think… someone else puts it into words.
it is through those words you make yourself be heard.

The Revert Miyabhai

بسم الله

Sometimes she annoys me so much.dear mom

When she fusses over my successes and my failures. Clearly affected more than I am

When she doesn’t understand that I won’t starve if I delay having lunch or don’t have it at all

Why does she have to let go of things she doesn’t need to, sacrifice where its not needed, hold on tight when its not required

When she shares that big piece of pastry I bought so lovingly just for her. Like she does for me, just to see her face light up having her favorite treat. She doesn’t understand what it means to me.

She doesn’t understand that I care for her. I want her to rest and she doesn’t need to slog in the kitchen to make that special dish for us.

She is a lot more than that, than anything. But she doesn’t understand

She doesn’t need…

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Muslim Bloggers On The Block


Alhumdullilah ala kulli haal 🙂

so grateful yet still ungrateful in life I stand.
Yet God still keeps guiding us by holding our hands !

The Revert Miyabhai

In the name of Allah, The Most Appreciative

When I started out here I had no idea about the amazing blogs by muslims that were around on wordpress. The one thing that I am tremendously thankful for through my blogging is discovering them. MashaAllah!! May Allah bless each one of them!

So recently *blushes* 🙂 I was awarded the “muslim blogger” award by two very inspiring ladies – sister Aisha and sister Sumaira and coming from them its an honor for me and also since its my first award (yayy ^_^) Alhamdulilah!

JazakAllah khair to sister Aisha who started this award for the opportunity to show appreciation!

Here are the rules for accepting this award:wpid-muslimbloggerawarda

● Display the Award anywhere on your Blog.

● Announce your win anywhere within a blog post and link back to the Blogger who awarded you, to thank them.

● Optional: Include an English translation of one of your favorite surahs or…

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