Monthly Archives: May 2012

My Heart Finds Ease


The biggest blessing about living in an Arab country has got to be being able to hear the athan… wallahi as much as i try to express my love for just hearing the athan from my window, hearing the iqama, and sometimes on a good day hearing the whole prayer being lead on loudspeaker .. i just cannot put words to my love for it. 

 أرحنا بها يا بلال

Relax us with [the prayer] O Bilal”

A lot of people ask me where is nicer ‘Canada’ or ‘Jordan’ .. each place has its up and downs, but putting just the ease my heart gets hearing the athan on a scale to my love and patriotism to the ‘West’ its basically equal if not more. 

Till now my eyes tear when i hear the athan, because not only do i hear the athan from the mosque beside my house, but i hear the athan of the mosque a couple blocks down, and the one further and the one farther than that. 

There is something ‘magical’ i guess you can say just by hearing the athan. I mean Salah of course in general, is a break out time of our busy lives, but the athan its self, the tranquility it fills your heart with, is just .. astounding. 

Whenever the Prophet sal Allaahu alayhi wa sallam felt sad he would go and pray. And he sal Allaahu alayhi wa sallam would say to Bilal, “Relax us with [the prayer] O Bilal.” Its a serenity. The calling of prayer in itself is a beautiful way to approach salah. 

For me, not only is it ‘athan’ but i feel like it sums up my life, in a few minutes…

I testify in the greatness of Allah, and i testify that Mohammad is his prophet and messenger. Salah, the first thing i will be judged for on the day of Judgment, i ran to it, i leave everything to go to it, i love it. Falaah (success) is what us simple humans aim for. All i want, all i need is to be successful. All i do, all i run after is success in this life and the hereafter. 

Alhamdulilah ❤ 🙂


Whom do I cry too?


Life’s hard. It isn’t supposed to be a piece of cake, and thats where i find the beauty of it. The ups and downs, the smiles the frowns, that is what keeps life more worthwhile. But sometimes it can get really hard…

Sometimes you feel like you’ve lost all control on what you thought you had going on right. You think you’ve got ‘control’ on your life, you’ve got it all planned out, but things go wrong, and thats well… life.

If it was easy, if we were perfect, if disasters and bad days didn’t happen, it would not be life… Thats how we grow, how we learn, how we love. Life. Oh life.

But there are days worse than others… days where all you want to do is sit in bed and cry, you feel like everything is crumbling in front of your eyes. The years, the sweat, the tears, the joy, all gone to waste. Everything … just bam… gone.

You want to scream, you wanna cry, but you don’t know to whom. You don’t want to hurt the ones close to you, you don’t want to cry to people whom look up to you, you can’t cry to yourself because that hurts your self esteem, you don’t wanna feel like you’ve lost it.

Sometimes, we forget the bigger purpose in life. We forget that our relationship with Allah is what matters, our realtionship with our Creator is what needs mending… He’s the One we need to cry to… without shame and without any hard feelings.

Just sometimes, you gutta cry to Allah. Realize that it is all in His hands, subhanahu wa ta’ala… Its such a beautiful thing actually… cry to the One whose got it all planned out for you, the One who knows you best, the One whom you can cry and cry and not feel bad for doing.

قَالَ إِنَّمَا أَشْكُو بَثِّي وَحُزْنِي إِلَى اللّهِ وَأَعْلَمُ مِنَ اللّهِ مَا لاَ تَعْلَمُونَ

I only complain of my grief and sorrow to Allah (Yusuf: 86)

 Ayub, alayhi asalaam, didn’t cry to Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala ‘angry’ or ‘mad’ at what is happening to him. Nope. On the contrary, he cried because no one can solve his problems, no one can help him, no one can ease his pain except Allah.

When you cry to Allah jala wa ‘alaa, you cry for answers, you cry for utter peace in your heart, you cry because in the end of the day no one can help you with your problems, except Allah.

So cry. Do it. Man up, and cry. But cry to Allah, not angry at what is written for you, but cry because that is the only guidance you need.

Cry, it will make you feel better 🙂