I was listening to the story of how two enemies of Islam came to become companions of the holy Prophet Muhammad (saw). Amr ibn Al Aas and Khalid ibn Waleed*, two staunch enemies of Islam who were actively against the message of Islam.
Without going into the whole story, their conversion to Islam came about after they had actively tried to reject the truth. Khalid, on one hand, was a very intelligent man who knew that the message of Islam must be true, but couldn’t bring himself to accept it. He was after all a highly respected man in the city of Makkah. Amr, equally prominent in the Makkan community could not bring himself to submit to the message of the Prophet.
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My mum just had one of her prayers answered after almost 10 years of asking Allah (swt). In fact, I think she gave up actively asking several years ago, and just chucked it to qadar.
When her prayer got answered, it was unexpected and it came at the most perfect of all times. A time when she will appreciate it the most as a mercy from Allah. A time that she will enjoy it the most if Allah wills.
Continue reading How Long are You Willing to Wait?
The beauty of social media for me is how much I’ve learned and unlearned from my interactions with people. And how these interactions have helped me form a better perception about a lot of things.
But then, I look around and I see how social media is destroying our faith, especially as Muslims.
It is not about the amount of time that we spend on each social media website or the company that we keep, but about the subtle ways that social media makes you rebel against Allah.
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One of my favorite people got married today. It was a beautiful day.
On our way to the venue, we passed by my second hometown. The place where my paternal grandfather is currently a king. I was nostalgic and homesick.
I haven’t seen any of my three surviving grandparents in five years.
This realization hit me as we drove past the place that is currently our family house.
I haven’t been that house in eighteen years.
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I’ve had the privilege of losing people close to me unexpectedly.
They may not be my loved ones per se but they are people who my loved ones had loved fiercely.
And I say privileged, not because the deaths were not tragic or sad, but because each time it happened, I’ve been fortunate to learn a lesson or two about life.
And unlike the way we feel after someone’s death- helpless, sad but still moving on, these lessons haven’t gone away from me.
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