Category Archives: Enjoy Your Life
Compiled by: Dr. Muhammad bin ‘Abd al-Rahman al-‘Ariﬁ | DARUSSALAM
Every day spend a few minutes thinking about this world in comparison to the next and imagine yourself being put into the hellfire.
This will change the way you live your life.””
Shaykh Haitham al-Haddad (via sidratulmuntaha)
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness. It does cost a cent to love and yet the blessings both materially and spiritually are so immense
The Noble Messenger of Allah (peace and blessings be upon him) said, “None of you will attain (perfect) faith until he loves for his brother what he loves for himself” (Hadith:Al-Bukhari and Muslim).
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all prepared their boats and left.
Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, “Richness, can you take me with you?” Richness answered, “No, I can’t. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.”
Love decided to ask Pride who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, “Pride, please help me!” “I can’t help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat.” Pride answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, “Sadness, let me go with you.” “Oh…. Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!”
Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!
Suddenly, there was a voice, “Come Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.
Love realized how much he owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, “Who helped me?”
“It was Time,” Knowledge answered. “Time?” asked Love. “But why did Time help me?”
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, “Because, only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is.”
The Noble Messenger of Allah (Sallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam) is reported to have said:
Allāh the Exalted and Almighty said: ‘My love has been made obligatory for those two persons who love each other on My count and spend time together for My sake, and see each other for My sake and give money to each other generously for My sake.’”(Hadith-Musnad Ahmad)
“Allah will say on the Day of Resurrection: ‘Where are those who love one another through My glory? Today I shall give them shade in My shade, it being a day when there is no shade but My shade.’” (Hadith: Bukhari and Muslim) Love is among the most exalted of human feelings.
When this love revolves around Almighty Allah Ta’ala and forms the basis for our interpersonal relationships, many problems can be weathered and great fruits can be harvested for both the individual and society as a whole.
May Allah imbue our souls with true love….ameen
Don’t let this life consume your precious time! ❤
The more you collect for this life, more likely they are to keep you busy.
With the result, you become so busy with them that they become your goal and you forget the struggle for the afterlife in this process.
You struggle all day and night to construct big house, and then most of your time goes in cleaning them daily obviously.
I see people (ladies party) who tie their wastes after the morning tea and then start cleaning their houses.
And since their houses are big, therefore half of their day goes in cleaning them and half in rest.
What is scary is that its their routine work, their daily schedule.
This has produced very negative results for example, between husband and wife relation and between mother and child relation.
Husband comes back to home from work with his sweat, but he is not welcomed because his wife was also a labour too during the day which results in confusion and weakening of relation.
Children come back home from school, they are not taken care from any angle.
Our life has become so much difficult that the person who has not a big house, he is not eligible for marriage. He has to do something to fulfil this “need” if he is thinking to get married.
Whether he will apply for Ribah loan, or he will donate his blood for money, whatever is possible for him he has to do something to construct a big house, at-least two or three storey building where he and her wife can reside with two kids as per the culture of the community they live in.
We must not forget that this life is a prison for a believer and Jannah for a non-believer, if we live in such a condition, where is the dedication for the Jannah of Allaah?
I’m not promoting poverty in any manner, don’t live in poverty, but you must have the thirst to enter the Jannah and what we are doing is quenching that thirst.
We should remember that for a Muslim, this life is like a traveller and like إمام ابن القيم (may Allaah’s mercy be upon him) has reminded us, he said, “How strange! You lose a little from you and you cry. And your whole life is wasting and you’re laughing.”
@Muslimah in Jannah
“He’s not romantic enough…” ❤
by our dear sister Saabira 🙂
I’ve heard this myself and I know a lot of wives would say this about their husbands. But what does being romantic mean?
Being showered with jewellery, perfumes and other gifts?
Chocolates and flowers? Scented candles? Walks along the beach?
Being serenaded? I think many sisters equate the concept of romance with all or most of the above hence the complaint “he’s not romantic enough”. Or, some of us may be OK with him not doing the above and not being “romantic” because we too are not “romantic”.
I think romance is necessary is a marriage.
But I would definitely not equate the above examples with romance, otherwise let’s face it, we’re doomed to a marriage full of misery and disappointment or at least ungratefulness to our husband because we simply do not recognise he is romantic in his own way.
For a lot of men it’s difficult to express mushy emotions and gestures typically “romantic” (like the examples above) will be even more difficult to do to express their feelings because it won’t come naturally to them. Now I love chocolate.
And candles. Flowers are OK but I’m not too fussed about them.
And hey, who doesn’t like gifts in general? But I don’t like them because I’m “romantic”, I just like them!
Some sisters don’t like chocolate (it’s true, weird sure but true) and would prefer fresh fruit.
Hence it would be a more romantic gesture if their husband bought them fresh blueberries instead.
My point is romance isn’t restricted to these material things.
To me romantic is thinking of your wife/husbands needs and desires, and striving to make them happy. It’s anything that shows you love them and care for them.
“Romantic” is a husband agreeing to move to another city because his wife wants to complete her degree in a good university there.
“Romantic” is a wife saying to her husband who is suffering from a bad fever “I’d rather this pain was in me rather than see you suffer”.
“Romantic” is a husband going home early after work instead of socialising with friends because he wants to spend time with his wife.
“Romantic” is a wife sending random txts messages saying “I Love You”.
“Romantic” is a husband getting a hot water bottle for his wife when she suffers from her monthly cramps.
It’s helping your husband/wife finish his/her work so you can spend quality time together once the work is done.
It is ANYTHING that shows that you love your spouse and care for him/her.
If we have this attitude rather than the one restricted to flowers and chocolate etc, we’d be be much more appreciative of our spouse and the romantic things they do which go unnoticed by us because we’re too hung up on the fact that “it’s been ages since he bought me Lindor” or “I can’t remember the last time he said sweet mushy things to me” or “He’s never bought me flowers!”