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The Hourglass

How I longed to live in those moments that passed. Though stationary I sat, inside I was going fast. For I was an hourglass of trickling sand, Whose final hour ended when I fell from your hand. There were rough days of constant turning And all the while I was earnestly yearning. That for a little bit longer, things should be the same, But soon enough, I was upside down again. Some days it all went so pleasantly slow, Like sand sifting gently from my head to my toes....

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Shift in Gear

Death. We hear the word so frequently that it’s become almost meaningless. We see it on the news when we read about suicides, murders, and accidents. We see it in movies and even throw it around as a joke. But how often does the prospect of death truly cross our minds? We walk around thinking we’re invincible. We play, laugh, and plan for our future as if we’re guaranteed a future. We speak about tomorrow and what we’re going to accomplish, but we fail to realize that tomorrow might never...

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The Taste of Death

What if your day had arrived? Imagine if your entire life was a lie. Assess yourself as your sins flash by; You’re wasting your youth and you don’t know why. Tears flow, but there’s no time left to cry - You’ve got one last breath, one last sigh. The Angel of Death has come too soon; He snatches your soul with a startling boom. In an instant, you know that you are doomed. “Kullu nafsin dhaa iqatul maut. Thumma ilayna tur ja’oon.” He warned you, He warned you; did...

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Finding My Calling

Life is a journey. It continues through the passing of time. I stepped into a city of gray. I walked through its streets with no guide. People passed by with expressionless faces. Cars honked each other as they stalled in the hum of traffic. The wind masked the monotonic footsteps within the metropolitan area. And the sun hid lazily behind the towering skyscrapers. Whether I walked in a circle or forward, I did not know. I felt the speedy rush hour pace during the day and saw the never...

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The Birth of Death

I had just dropped my sisters off at madrassah – the mosque school – and was heading home. The sun was finally calling it a day, decorating the sky with a glorious mix of orange and pink. It was raining lightly, my windscreen wipers wiping tiny specks of water away as I drove on. I watched as young children walked towards the madrassah, dressed in small abayas and thobes, carrying their bags and clutching Qur’ans tightly to their chests. For them it was another evening to understand God’s message....

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Living Life to the Fullest

Last week, my sister and I went out for a walk and began to discuss our experiences at school. I loved speaking to her since I could talk to her about just about anything, and knew she wouldn’t tell anybody else about our conversations. This time, I told her about a previous teacher of mine whom I recently found out was diagnosed with cancer. I explained just how amazing of a woman this teacher was, Masha’Allah, and told my sister about all of the things that she had already...

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Drowning in Sin

Her fingers stretched toward the disturbed surface of water. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Then, she plunged. She plunged into a world where people did not care about their Lord, a world where shades of black engulfed her, where a searing pain cut off her feeble air supply. The only certainty was uncertainty, the only relief defeat. Her limbs flailed helplessly, her mouth moved in soundless cries for help. Bubbles sprouted from her mouth, carrying away the praise of Allah she so desperately needed to...

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How YOU(th) can be a STAR!

When you look up at the night sky these days, in your own city, what do you see? For me, all I see are a bunch of gloomy clouds. MashaAllah it’s a beautiful picture, but tell me, do you see any STARs? It seems that nowadays, all of our STARs have left us. They’re somewhere hidden and overshadowed by the flashing lights of this dunya. However, think back to the Prophet (SAW)’s time. He was in a desert, with no electric lights that were blinding. No need for them...

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The Outlook of Young Imam An-Nawawi

When Imam Nawawi was young, he used to be pursued by the children of his town as they continually asked him to join them in their games. They used to sneer, jeer, and try every conceivable method to get him to join, but he used to break away from them crying while saying, “Allah did not create me to play” 1 This was Imam An-Nawawi’s outlook on life from a very young age. Yes, in our times, we would consider it to be bizarre and unusual if a kid...

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Divine GPS: Istikharah

Shaykh Hossam (who taught at the Islamic University of Madinah for over 10 years, has received many Ijaazaat, and is a senior scholar) has been teaching myself and others a beautiful Dua’ for a number of nights now, and I wanted to share it with you in this post. It is called the Du’aa’ of Istikhaarah, which the Prophet taught to his Companions. It is narrated in Saheeh al-Bukhari that Jabir (may Allah be pleased with him) said, The Prophet used to sit and teach us the (Supplication of) Istikharah...