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.
There is nothing as disrespectful to the self as Zina. Not just because Allah forbade it, but because it strips you of dignity from within.
Allah says:
“Do not come near zina, for it is an abomination and an evil way.” (Qur’an 17:32)
Zina is an erosion of the soul.
A betrayal of the honor Allah clothed you with.
The Prophet said:
“When a man commits zina, faith departs from him and hovers above his head like a cloud. When he stops, faith returns.” (Abu Dawud)
Faith flees when you indulge.
Why? Because your body, your soul, and your mind are trusts (amānah) from Allah. To cheapen them for fleeting pleasure is to say: “My worth is less than my desire.”
That is the ultimate disrespect to your self.
We should extend more grace to our parents. They were human, just like us, carrying their own struggles, wounds, and limitations... most of which we will never know or understand.
We ask Allah to forgive them, to have mercy on them, and to accept the efforts they made with what they knew at the time.
Where we have to get honest with ourselves (without blaming anyone) is acknowledging that just because something was "normalised" in our childhood, doesn’t mean it was healthy. Just because it’s what we “know” doesn’t mean it’s the way it should be.
When Allah wants good for His slave, He will make him forget his acts of obedience and remove it from his heart and tongue.
And when he is trialed with a sin, it will always be on his mind and He will make him forget his acts of obedience and all of his concern will be directed towards his sin. So his sin will always be on his mind in all circumstances. And this is the epitome of mercy.
As some of the Salaf have said: Indeed an individual will commit a sin that will cause him to go to Paradise while one will perform a righteous deed that will cause him to go to the Hell fire.
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?