Be boring. Don't chase trends. Don't follow opinions. Do your own thing. Things that feels right in your heart. Wake up early. Go for walks without music. Read books that takes weeks to finish. Watch old films nobody talks about. Music that's rare. Build a private, unimpressive life that makes you deeply happy. A slow life that feels like your own. That's all that matters.
Almighty. Keep us steadfast, enduring the trials You send our way. Grant us a soft heart, always content with Your Decree. Grant us sincerity, success & protect us from harm. Aameen
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Maturity is when your side of the story doesn't even need to be told anymore. You heal in private. You detach in peace. And you stop giving second chances to people who failed the first one.
It's getting more difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Be very careful what you consume online. Many bots, many agendas, many people out there who would do anything for attention and follows. Hold on tightly to your faith, your values, your morals and don't be a victim.
There is a du'a the Prophet ﷺ made every single morning.
Not for wealth. Not for health. Not for protection from enemies.
He asked Allah for protection from one specific thing that most Muslims never think to ask about.
اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي أَعُوذُ بِكَ مِنَ الْهَمِّ وَالْحَزَنِ، وَالْعَجْزِ وَالْكَسَلِ، وَالْجُبْنِ وَالْبُخْلِ، وَغَلَبَةِ الدَّيْنِ وَقَهْرِ الرِّجَال
Allahumma inni a’udhu bika minal-hammi wal-hazan, wal-’ajzi wal-kasal, wal-jubni wal-bukhl, wa ghalabatid-dayni wa qahrir-rijal.
O Allah, I seek refuge in You from anxiety and grief, from weakness and laziness, from cowardice and miserliness, and from being overwhelmed by debt and overpowered by people. (Sahih al-Bukhari 2893)
The Prophet ﷺ asked for protection from kasal. (laziness).
Not just a tired body.
But a soul that loses the will to do what is good.
Don’t let kasal steal your salah, your Qur’an, or your purpose.
You had plans for today. You had things you were going to build.
But after last night - you woke up at 11. You scrolled for an hour. By the afternoon you had done nothing.
And you could not fully explain why.
The scholars called it futur - a spiritual slackening.
Sometimes the body isn’t tired.
The soul is.
What we feed our hearts affects how we worship.
“Indeed, Allah is Good and accepts only what is good.” (Sahih Muslim 1015)
The soul is like the body.
Feed the body poison, and it becomes sick.
Feed the soul with sin, and it weakens.
The Prophet ﷺ asked for protection from this every morning because he understood something the productivity world has not:
You cannot perform your way out of a heart problem.
You heal it by returning to Allah.
No morning routine. No gym session. No planner system.
Will replace what only a clean heart produces naturally.
The pain you’re experiencing is a blessing from the Almighty. Pain teaches you how to focus and concentrate on your acts of worship. Pain teaches you how to ask the Almighty with a pure heart. So don't complain about it.
Husband: Have you prayed Asr?
Wife: No
Husband: Why?
Wife: I got back from work tired a bit so I took me a nap.
Husband: Ok... Go pray Asr and Maghrib before its time for Isha.
The next day... the husband leaves town on a business trip... But a few hours after his flight was scheduled to arrive he didn't call or even text her like he usually does to let her know that he had arrived safely..!!
The wife calls to check up on her husband but he doesn't pick up.. She calls again; the phone rings but no reply what so ever.
She was starting to get worried after many attempts of calling her beloved husband and no reply at all... She thinks to herself something must have went wrong he never does that. He always calls as soon as he lands.
A few hours pass by... and suddenly the phone rings and its the husband. Wife all worried says: have you arrived safely??
Husband: Yes, Alhamdulillah.
Wife: When?
Husband: About 4 hours ago.
Wife in an angered tone: 4 hours ago? And you don't call?
Husband: I was tired so decided to take a nap.
Wife: A few minutes wouldn't have hurt you if you were to call me and let me know you'v arrived... Plus haven't you heard the phone ringing over and over again as I was calling you..??
Husband: Yes, I heard it..
Wife: And you don't pick up..?? What are my calls not important enough for you..??
Husband: You're calls are important to me, but yesterday you didn't seem to mind not answering the calls of Athan.. Allah's call...
Wife with watery eyes and after a short silence says: Yes, you have a point.. I'm sorry..
Husband: Why are you apologizing to me? You should seek Allah's forgiveness and don't repeat the same mistake twice. All what I want out of this world is that Allah unites us both in a palace in Jannah where in it we can start our eternal life together. Ever since that day the wife never delayed any of her prayers.
“The one who truly loves you is the one who pushes you forward on your path to Allah and gets in your way and stops you from going backwards in life.” ❤️
In Riyadh, a man saw a dream: a person told him, Call this number and arrange Umrah for so-and-so. The number was crystal clear.
He woke up, remembered every detail, but dismissed it as a mere illusion and forgot about it.
The next night, the exact same dream returned.
On the third night, it came again.
This time, he went to the imam of his local mosque and narrated the dreams. The imam advised: "If you see it once more, note the number carefully, contact the person, and fulfill this command."
The third night, the dream repeated.
The next morning, he dialed the number. After a brief introduction, he said:
"Brother, I have been commanded in a dream three times to take you for Umrah. I wish to fulfill this good deed."
The man on the other end burst into loud laughter.
"Umrah?! I haven’t even prayed my obligatory prayers in years! I’m a drinker. You want to take *me* for Umrah?"
The dreamer insisted with sincerity and humility. He offered to bear every single expense. After much persuasion, the man finally agreed on one condition: "I’ll go, but you must bring me back to Riyadh and cover all costs."
When they finally met, the dreamer was taken aback. The man looked rough clearly a heavy drinker who rarely prayed. His appearance screamed negligence in faith.
Yet they traveled together to Makkah.
They performed ghusl, entered Ihram, and reached the Haram. They made Tawaf of the Ka’bah, prayed two rak’ahs at Maqam Ibrahim, performed Sa’i between Safa and Marwah, shaved their heads, and completed Umrah.
As they were about to leave the Haram, the man said:
"Before we leave, I want to pray two rak’ahs of nafl. Who knows if my Umrah was even accepted?"
The dreamer had no objection. "Pray with full devotion," he said.
The man began praying. When he went into sujood (prostration), he stayed there longer and longer.
After some time, his companion called him. No response. He touched him and realized his soul had departed in that very sujood.
The dreamer wept with envy.
"What a beautiful death! Husn-e-Khatimah. How I wish my end could be like this!"
The man was given ghusl with Zamzam water, dressed in Ihram, and his funeral prayer was led in the Haram. Hundreds of thousands of Muslims prayed for him.
Later, his body was taken back to Riyadh as promised and buried there.
A few days later, the dreamer called the deceased man’s widow to offer condolences. He asked:
"Tell me, what good deed did your husband do that earned him such an honorable death dying in sujood inside the Haram?"
The widow replied with painful honesty:
My husband was not a good man. He had abandoned prayer and fasting long ago. He was addicted to alcohol the bottle was often by his bedside. But there was one habit…
In our neighborhood lived a very poor widow with small children. Every night when my husband went to the market to buy food for our family, he would also buy food for her and her orphans. He would quietly place it at her door and call out, 'I’ve left food for you please take it.'
That widow would pick up the food and always pray for him:
(O Allah, grant him a good end!)
Allah accepted her prayer.
Dear readers, never forget the hadith of the Prophet PBUH:
"Acts of kindness protect a person from an evil death."
A small, consistent good deed done quietly even by a flawed man became the reason for his magnificent end.
May Allah grant us all husn-e-khatimah a beautiful ending.
This is a true incident from Saudi Arabia, recorded in books of genuine spiritual events.
A powerful reminder that no good deed is ever wasted in the sight of Allah.