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Hubby in a Nutshell

Over the last few days I’ve been contemplating on whether to write about a personality that has recently entered my life; my husband. Those who are married may just understand where I am coming from.

It has been 2 1/2 months since I tied the knot with Asif, and just over a year since I met him for the first time, and yet I feel as if he has been there forever! Friends and family told me marriage is special; the Holy Prophet (SAW) declared it as completing half your faith; and now, having taken this step, I can see why.

Marriage is a wonderful feeling, but comes with many challenges for the girl; moving homes, adjusting to a new family life, and having the opposite gender play an active role in her day to day life. It comes with obstacles; the girl is no longer thinking just about herself anymore. She must consider her husband, her extended family, and her duties as a married woman.

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26 July 2015
Reflections

The ‘Now’

What is so wrong about living in the ‘Now’? Over the last few days, since the beginning of Mahe Mubarak Ramadhan, I’ve heard several different opinions on how the fasts are going. Some people say they are long and tiring, while others say Alhamdulillah they are going well. I’ve personally noticed, if I don’t keep my eyes constantly on the clock (counting to Iftaar time), and keep myself preoccupied, be it with work, the recitation of Qur’an, spending time with family, or just taking a nap (which is Thawaab in this month!), then I am a more content person. Maybe that is why the older generation in our community can complete these fasts with such ease, because they have been taught contentment from a young age, which is an asset we have failed to understand in today’s day and age!

In reality, 18 hours does seem like a long time to go about without food and water. However, this wonderful month comes to us with its own strength, giving each individual who is willing to give it a chance, energy in abundance. I, for one, can attest to that!

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1 July 2015
Reflections

Our Sacrifice

During the days of Muharram, when I go the local center at night, I wish, time and time again, that I was in Kerbala. When the nawhas are being recited, I close my eyes, and imagine what it would’ve been like on the day of Ashura. In the land, that, today, is filled with visitors from all over the world, to pay tribute to the Imam who sacrificed everything he had to give us the gift of Islam that we have today.

I imagine a brave warrior holding a flag, and riding to fetch water for his niece, knowing he may not make it back.

I imagine a glowing aura standing in the middle of a desert, stating his last will and going forth to fight bravely, knowing that not too long after, his blood will be mingled with the sands of the holy land.

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4 November 2009
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