I did the bravest thing in a long time today, alhamdulillah.
Came up and talked to this lovely sister whom I look up to. Even though I don’t know her personally but I have been following her writings on Instagram and her blog. (Pictures aren’t an accurate representations of people’s lives but their writings do a give a great glimpse on their thoughts, worldview, priorities, character etc.)
I love how she’s just so beautifully honest and wise in her writings on life, love, pain, self-improvement and many more. In one way or another, I can totally relate. Her everyday endeavors are inspirational too. May Allah swt bless and increase you in goodness and taqwa, dear kak. Hope to see you again soon insyaAllah 😘 (Do find her on ig: @thetudungtraveller! )
Mood: making my voice heard in my own way
An instagram story of words, yet it’s me voicing my thoughts, projecting them out to the world
It’s a big deal to me, really
When I find myself engaging in comparison going down the downward spiral of “and then there’s me”
Stop, don’t do this to yourself. You need to control these negative thoughts, don’t let them get to you.
You’re better than this, stronger than this.
Yes I’m still figuring it out, to each and everyone their own battles
You either know because people share or you don’t because people keep it away from the public eye
And same goes with you too darling
Realising that where I am and where I want to be is a gap
Doesn’t mean I’m not making progress
Going back to the instagram story
Yes I have my own thoughts and opinions too
And they matter
I’m free to share them as long as it’s within the limits
I am enough.
which means: Allah has decreed it and what He willed has happened
A phrase I first heard, spoken by an ustaz who was the moderator for the talk with Mufti Ustaz Fatris & Habib Ali Zaenal Abidin few weeks ago. He was referring to how it’s not easy to bring the both of them together yet the Qadr of Allah made it easy.
And so I was reminded of the phrase few days ago when I had a bout of mild food poisoning. Terrible, definitely. I couldn’t make it for kak Huda’s walimah and intuitively I sort of knew I couldn’t make it for the KL trip the next morning. True enough.
I had been looking forward to it all week, plans to go to the book fair and buy lotsa books, buy dresses and hijabs, explore the place, the food, basically a wind-down before I start prepping for my exams.
And I’ll end with this.
For my ever-loving mum who cares for me in every inch possible
Despite her exhaustion
Decided to change her half-day work to today so she could cook for me
For my dad and little brother who cares too in their own ways
For a caring friend as well
Count your blessings
If you think you’ve had it real rough
Know that it could’ve been worse
None of it will go to waste
An expiation of sins insyaAllah
Just be patient
A lesson too
To teach you.