Soaring like an angel
Her eyes stare
Like a messenger on a wrong track
Her path swings
Speedily her venom strikes
Beyond her bars
Into the territory that knows her not
Vum! She is with the sky
Her abode of comfort
The children of the ground
Are now in pain and sorrow
Her young are missing
Like a mysterious light
With speed, she disappeared
You're a thief and a destroyer
The fate of the race without prayer
Give us our daily bread she preys
On the blood of the flesh without skin
That we may feed our bodies for more feathers
To the glory of the sky life we further
Food we must eat for survival
For the fittest strangles the large meat
To narrow the wide arrow of men
On us, just behind us
Though we all are doomed
On a day that knows our name
But before then, food is for the stomach, and life is for the living.
1/ We’ve normalized overconsumption, not of food, but of stimulation.
Podcasts while walking. Music while cooking. Netflix while eating. Reels in the bathroom. Every quiet moment is now content time. And then we wonder why we’re anxious, foggy, and tired.
2/ We’ve forgotten what it's like to just be. No noise. No screen. No external voice shaping your internal world.
Stillness now feels like boredom. Silence feels like something’s wrong.
But maybe silence is the sound of your soul calling you back.
3/ We’re not just filling time. We’re fleeing from it. And in doing so, we’re also running from:
– our thoughts
– our grief
– our exhaustion
– our restlessness
So we keep layering more noise, hoping distraction will drown discomfort. But it only delays healing.
It is reported that Ya’lā b. ‘Ubayd said, “We entered upon Ibn Sūqah, who said: ‘O nephew, let me relate to you something that will hopefully benefit you; for it benefited me. ‘Atā b. Abī Rabāh once said to us:'”
Those before you used to consider idle talk to be anything other than the Book of Allāh, or the enjoining of good, or the forbidding of evil, or speaking for the sake of your basic living needs. Do you deny that there are recording angels appointed over you?
Sitting on your right and your left? Never is a word said except there is an observer prepared to record? Are you not afraid (ashamed) that your record of words and deeds be spread open only to discover that there is nothing of the hereafter in it?
1. The Qur’an is not just a book you recite to feel blessed. It’s a trust. A guide. A mercy. Sent down not just to beautify your tongue but to shape your heart. To challenge your ego. To pull you from illusion back to Allah.
2. Many today treat the Qur’an like background noise.
Recited, posted, admired, but rarely internalized. But Allah didn’t reveal His words for display. He revealed them for transformation. “This is the Book, in which there is no doubt, a guidance for those who are mindful of Allah.” (Qur’an 2:2)
3. The Qur’an is not just preserved in its words. Its meanings must be preserved too. Today’s distortion often comes not by ink but by ego. By speaking without knowledge. By bending the meanings to fit ideologies, not truth. This is a heavy trust, not a personal project.
1/ Shaytan doesn’t drag you into sin. He whispers. He doesn’t scream. He suggests. He doesn’t push. He invites. Gently, strategically, patiently.
2/ He doesn’t say: “Disobey Allah.” He says: “Don’t you want something more?” And then he decorates sin, making it look… good.
Justified. Harmless.
3/Let us look at the life of Prophet Adam. Shaytan didn’t say, "Disobey Allah."
Instead he whispered, "‘O Adam, shall I show you the Tree of Immortality and a kingdom that never decays?’” (Qur’an 20:120)
4/ Shaytan sold him a dream: Immortality. Power. Two ancient desires. And if you look around. We’re still chasing the same things today.
1 Every time you long for wealth, someone is begging Allah for health. Every time you wish for more, someone is wishing for just enough. Life is a constant reminder: blessings and trials are distributed with divine wisdom.
2 "And if you tried to count Allah’s favors, you could never enumerate them. Truly, Allah is Forgiving and Merciful." (Qur'an 16:18) We often count our problems. But we rarely count our blessings.
3 When you drive a fancy car, somewhere, someone dies in a car crash.
When a mansion rises from the earth, somewhere, a grave is dug beneath it. Every joy we celebrate coexists with another’s grief. Such is the balance of dunya (this world).
You asked Allah for patience, for courage, for success...
But what if the hardship you’re facing is the answer?
A thread on how Allah responds, not always by changing your life, but by changing you.
1/ Out of the trillions of souls never brought into existence, Allah chose you, to live, to strive, to experience, to grow. That alone is a sign of profound purpose. "And I did not create the jinn and mankind except to worship Me." (Qur'an 51:56)
2/ When you ask Allah for patience (sabr), He may not simply hand you calmness. He sends you moments that stretch you, test you so you become patient. "Indeed, Allah is with the patient." (Qur'an 2:153)