unfolding |
my mind is a labyrinth of thoughts. tumblr helps store and reorganize the junk in my brain. but in other words, i'm just another humble slave of Allah that's far from perfect and God is my limit. ~ Nur Filzah Latiff |
there’s more to a woman than just her hair, the shape of her body, her bosoms and her “assets”.
we want to be taken seriously.
we want our voices to be heard.
we want our personality to illuminate from the inside to the external.
we want to be accepted for what we have to say and not what we have to sell through our looks or physicality or the way we dress.
that is what being a woman in Islam is all about.
we have risen above way beforehand and we acquire so much self-dignity.
~ Nur F. L.
Yuna - Mermaid (by Syamsul Anwar)
i feel so happy for her.
Allah is not the name of MY God in MY religion.
Allah is God.
Allah is just God in arabic.
and there is only ONE GOD.
there aren’t different Gods for different religions.
there’s only one God and one God to be worshipped.
don’t argue. i won’t spare any time and effort.
~ Nur F. L.
Why I Love Islam, And Love Jesus Too || Spoken Word || HD (by TheZaghloool)
meehh, home alone tonight. there was going to be an arabic test which had my blood rushing up to my head.
but whud up.. whud up..
How strange is man’s carelessness
He passed through life with pride and peace
I thought of life it became my home
Like some passengers homes
The comfort of people union in it is one
Its littleness and plenty are the same
Till when is my endurance?
As if I were underground and then blessed with two fellows
I want multiply of more and more
If I confined my self to what’s little, it would have been enough
How good parents are
As if I am displeased with my place by being close to them
Worries prepare me to the world
Searching for my dignity in disgrace
Denying me if the moist earth was piled up over me
Hide and deserted me
i feel that sometimes, we need to stop trying to explain to the people out there what Islam is all about and how we don’t condone of extremism in Islam and stop trying to prove to others that we’re not from a violent religion,
instead we should really fix ourselves first, strengthen our faith in Islam and establish our obligatory prayers. a lot of times, we try to do things that aren’t important enough and we don’t realise that we’re just wasting our time. if you learn to practice Islam truthfully and portray what Islam really is, then you have done your part. no need for length explanations.
seriously, just sort yourself out first and stop being such a smart alec.
if you still recognize me from my highschool, i have something to confide in you about.
as everyone can see, my appearance have changed drastically just recently.
but my personality and my attributes have also altered over the few years or should i say, the final years in high school.
during the first few years in high school, i wasn’t acting as my true self and i was totally a pseud. like any other teenager in high school, i was trying to climb up the social ladder and was trying really hard to fit in. i did so many dum-witted activities that were very detrimental for myself in the early years that i regret so much today at this very moment. i was consistently making my mum really crestfallen and i was doing things no mum would be proud of. today i realise that my mother is one of the most imperative elements to sustain a gleeful life. my mother is like my other half, but God is still everything.
over the years however, i started to be more attentive in my madrasah or my religious class. i started inquiring more about my faith and whether God will still accept me for who i am after all the sins that i’ve committed. i started praying because i know where i will end up soon. and i only have God to give thanks for making me who i am today. but throughout the final years in high school, everything seemed to take a toll on me. my faith fluctuated, i lost a lot of friends along the way,i quit dance because of no one else but God. i knew it was the right choice but there were some sacrifices to be made. sometimes i leave everything for God to take care of but sometimes, i blame myself for everything adverse that happened and even God. i wore my veil or headscarf variably and uncertainly. i have learned so much throughout the years during high school. today, i have somewhat identified with myself. today, my faith have also somewhat stabilized. today, God is a critical part of my life. i am not the person that i used to know during high school. i have changed extremely, almost everything has changed, i used be really insecure, used to hate life, used to listen to sappy love songs, used to have suicidal thoughts but today God has made me better. one thing i learn today that has affected me a lot is to love myself deeply. only then will you start to love others and enjoy life and start being thankful and grow. every little trials and tribulations that God gives made me the person i am today. i’ve just flourished so much.
you don’t even know how much i have changed.
religion wasn’t something i felt like i needed to resort to.
God just simply showed me the way, indeed He guides those who seeks it.
so please, if you do see me again, do remember this.
i’m sorry if i’ve done anything wrong. i’m sorry if you think i have done anything disgraceful in terms of religion. my faith does have its ups and downs. i’m really apologetic if you have ever seen me in such derogatory actions in pertaining to religion.
i’m only human and i know that should not be an excuse for me to continue to commit wrongdoings but i have those faulty days and just pray that God forgives me and pray that i keep increasing my faith in God.
pray for me and spread the LOVE, <3
It makes me sick. Physically ill. That this is the only life we are given. It’s gotten to the point where I’d almost rather be dead than alive.I love life, I love the exhileration of adventure and the laughter when you’re with loved ones. But I can’t keep doing it like this.. I know I’m still very…
me wanna hang out wif dem canzzz?
(via fuckyeahmiddleeast)
i’m not going to the mosque as often as i should be since poly started :((
i do not feel good at all.
i really adore the ambiance in the mosque and the familiar faces.
;D
Of Aliens and Priorities - Nouman Ali Khan (by NAKcollection)
there are so much more critical issues in the world and we whine over trivial matters..
the thing about covering myself up as instructed by Allah in the Quran is,
i dont only realise that i’m are abiding by His commandments, i am also always cautious of whatever i’m saying and doing because i feel like i’m representing the whole Muslim community because obviously when people from other cultures/faiths look at me, they are swift at recognizing me as a Muslim.
aside from that, covering myself up and being modest in my clothing makes me more humble and it consistently spurs me to reflect on why am i doing a lot of things and for who exactly. i feel more protected and more bonded with God but things aren’t always perfect.
sometimes, i’m carrying out deeds that aren’t so pleasing in the eyes of Allah and feel really ashamed and i should feel a hundred times even more abashed because i’m covering myself for Allah but am doing something disgraceful which contradicts the whole basis of my appearance and it triggers me to feel so remorseful. i loathe it, i really do.
but, there’s definitely more positive outcomes you get from covering yourself and being obedient to Allah.
there’s nothing negative about it actually. anything unfavourable or adverse genuinely originates from myself. Allah only flourishes His slaves with goodness.
~ Nur F.L.
Subhanallah
Every second I live
Muslims are blessed. Whether you see it or not. Whether you feel it or not. Whether you experience or not. Alhamdulillah!