Appeal for information regarding my fathers death. He was driving sometime early hours of 13 May from orchard to Hougang. He stopped the car at this exit and had 2 young-ish passengers
If anyone has any info please dm me or message 96637863
(Date on video not accurate)
@Alghurabaaaaaa These types of men are jobless or they have mental health issues, they never have something good to write here, don't share anything here, go to Masjid and discuss these with the Imaam and other brothers, they will have different opinions
I’ve had a very bad experience with marriage seeking, and it’s still ongoing. But I’d never project what I’ve experienced onto all women.
Bad experiences should teach wisdom and caution not bitterness and generalisation.
If you’re a Muslim and this appears on your timeline, kindly retweet it so it can reach those who may not have completed their ṣalāh today. May this act serve as a reminder and stand as a witness for us on the Day of Qiyaamah.
An Arabic proverb says; “Keep your house clean like you're expecting guests.Keep your heart clean like you're expecting death.” This hits deep, a reminder we often forget.
Haraam relationships may seem great, but won't get you anywhere. Most end in despair, hatred or dislike for the person you claimed you'd die for at some point. Rather, fill your heart up with your Maker. He will open up your doors.
He started working crazy overtime… like every day for 3 months.
I’m at home thinking I’m being supportive, cooking, cleaning, holding everything down like “okay he’s just trying to pay his car off.”
His sister slips one day like, “I’m proud of him, he paid that car off by January just like he said he would.”
It’s April.
So now I’m in my head like… oh so whats really tea cause you got me out here acting like a loyal housewife for a mystery mission ?!😭Of course I’m now side-eyeing everything. Late nights, quiet phone calls, doors closing… I’m like yeah, somebody about to get their feelings hurt TODAY.
I was ready to humble a whole situation.
Let me tell y’all this mf came downstairs just smiling. HA ! I’m bout to push all 32 back buddy.
Before I can even start, he goes,
“Pack your bags. I’m taking you to Mexico for your birthday.”
Y’all… I just cried.
There I was assuming and was being loved on purpose the whole time.I had told him months before I wanted that trip, then life hit and I settled for less. He didn’t. He worked 3 months straight, sacrificed everything, just to give me 5 days of joy I almost talked myself out of.
This man didn’t just hear me… he remembered me. Months later. In silence. In effort. In sacrifice.
Life ended up pulling us into different directions but whew…
to be loved intentionally, in a way that really sees you?
That man was the blueprint. 🤍
Women are afraid men will:
A. Drug them
B. Beat them
C. Rape them
D. Kill them
E. All of the above
Men are afraid women will:
A. Laugh at them
B. Reject them
C. Use them for a free meal
It is said that the young man in the photo, named Ahmed Abdullah, was a pharmacist working in a pharmacy. Every month, an elderly poor woman would come to him for her medicine. She would then approach him at the cash register... Whenever she saw him, her face would light up with joy. For years, she had been buying this medicine, and this young man would only take 200 Egyptian pounds from her. She would pay and leave.
Then, the young man passed away... The elderly woman returned to the same pharmacy, requested her medicine, and went to the cash register to pay 200 pounds. But he was not there.
Before she could ask about him, the new cashier said: “What is this, madam?”She replied: “This is 200 pounds for the medicine.”He responded: “But this medicine costs 2,000 pounds, madam.”
Surprised, she said: “But for more than three years, I have been getting it for 200 pounds from the young man who was here... Where is he?”
The new cashier replied: “He passed away, madam. May God have mercy on him.” Upon reviewing the records, it was discovered that this young man had been covering 1,800 pounds of the cost every month from his own salary at the pharmacy.
When the pharmacy owner learned of this, he decided to continue selling the medicine to the woman at the same price as an ongoing charity (sadaqah jariyah) for the sake of the young man’s pure soul. The least we can do to honor this exemplary young man is to let his photo travel the world without stopping, so that everyone may pray for mercy upon him. He deserves recognition.
What this taught me:
You don’t find Allah when everything is fine.
You find Him when everything falls apart.
Maybe what you’re going through right now isn’t punishment.
Maybe it’s an invitation.
Remember that moment when the IDF was attacking Palestinian worshippers inside the Al Aqsa Mosque during the Ramadan prayers?
Of course you don’t, because the Western mainstream media has done a damn good job making sure you stay in the dark....