Rediscovering Ramadaan#13

“Indeed, this religion is strong and well-established so enter into it deeply yet do so
gently. And do not cause the worship of your Lord to become hateful to you. For the
one who traverses it harshly will neither reach (his goal) nor will it spare anyone. So do actions like a person who thinks he will never die, and be cautious like a person
who fears he will die tomorrow.”
[Sunan al-Bayhaqi al-Kubra 3/19] *

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Rediscovering Ramadaan#11

One of my biggest pet peeve is how many Muslims view Islaam as something they are a passive audience to, and see it as a one-way interaction with those who display outward piety and knowledge.

To absolve themselves of their guilt of being commitment phobic with Allaah, hierarchies have been enforced where those who practice the deen -which shouldn’t be a thing since all Muslims are required to practice the obligatory baseline –  are deemed holy, which bears eerie resemblance to the Christian construct of priesthood.

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Rediscovering Ramadaan#10

Knowledge necessitates sacrifice

واتل عليهم نبأ الذي آتيناه آياتنا فانسلخ منها فأتبعه الشيطان فكان من الغاوين

“And recite (O Muhammad pbuh) to them the story of him to whom We gave Our Ayât , but he threw them away, so Shaitân (Satan) followed him up, and he became of those who went astray.”
( Al-Acraaf 7:175)

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Rediscovering Ramadaan#9

The rumbles of your hungry stomach
Your parched tongue
The headache that is ominously spreading around your head like a dark rain cloud
The tempations firing off in your weary head, albeit slower than usual

While others can see your physical body, only Allaah can see your soul.
The soul often gets lost in the dictatorship of the ego, the desperate need for approval, immediate gratifications.
And thus is lost the connection with Allaah.
The body might very well be busy in rukuuc and sujuud and Qur’aan recitation and Cumra, but if the soul is silent?
Whatever isn’t done for the sake of Allaah, never lasts. Because after everything perishes, only Allaah will remain, the King of Kings.

Ramadaan is a time of solitude, stillness. A time to recalibrate the soul. To start anew.

It’s a reminder that just like no one can feel your hunger, no one can feel your pain or your yearnings or your hopes or your joy.
Only Allaah truly knows you in the things that matter. He sees who you are behind your mask.

Which is why hypocrisy is worse than blatant kufr. Even minor hypocrisy like doing things like praying taraweeh or paying sadaqa so that you can get a good standing with the people, or hold back from something you wanted to do because you’re afraid of what people would say.
(This is how Fudayl ibn Ciyaad defined ikhlaas btw)
You are more concerned with what people will think than what Allaah knows of you. That is the antithesis of Tawheed.

And yet, Allaah never tires of calling us back from our self-destruction to our self-actualization.

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Rediscovering Ramadaan#8

Ibn al-Qayyim (al-Fawaaid, pg. 182):

      وَمَنْ أَعْرَضَ عَنْ ذِكْرِي فَإِنَّ لَهُ مَعِيشَةً ضَنكاً

“But whosoever turns away from My Reminder (i.e. neither believes in this Qur’ân nor acts on its orders, etc.) verily, for him is a life of hardship.”

(Ta-Ha 20:124)

Linguistically, ad-dank means: Restriction and distress. So everything that is restricted and narrow is said to be dank (ضنك)

It can also be put as ‘ a crammed house’ or ‘ a dreary life’.

Thus, this dreariness is in proportion to how much the nafs  (ego) and physical body is given free reign to indulge in desires, pleasures and comfort.

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Rediscovering Ramadaan#7

I’m a barely-there Muslim. I try hard to not do ANYTHING if it doesn’t come from my heart -even in trivial matters like sending someone a message or writing on a topic. This goes for my deen and because I don’t have much in my heart, my practices rarely exceed the waajibaat ( obligatory rituals). 
After 8 or so years of hard-core practicing rooted in perfectionism and chronic cynicism of myself – I crashed and burned. I was on the verge of disbelief. It’s a miracle, nothing short of a miracle that I have love still for Allaah. Alxamdulillaah.

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Rediscovering Ramadaan#5

When misogyny rears one of its many heads

Ya hear that? The sound that went ‘pop’ in your head, the neurons coming to a screeching halt, your breath held in a nanosecond longer when you read ‘misogyny’?

I’m not going to bash anyone. Don’t worry.

I bash everyone 😠😈

Just kidding 😝

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