He was a religion brother. Super friendly. Almost every time he'd pass by, he would have a chocolate bar or something and would offer it to me, for no reason other than to be nice.
He had such an--
If I would drop a friend to class, he'd pretending to calculate the fuel expenses, wear and tear of the short trip, time costs, etc, then give a ridiculously large--
You know the type, right? The old shaikh in the masjid that makes the lame pun, but you feel obligated to laugh along to not make him feel bad. Yeah, that.
I used to shower him with praise.
"You know, every time you praise me, I just sit in my room for a good chunk of time, reminding myself that I don't deserve this praise, while asking Allah for forgiveness."
It upsets me, because I know my worth. I only seem to have knowledge because most people don't know what knowledge even is...
So, next time you guys push it with the praise, I'm blocking.