A few words that went a long way

Okay Salaam everyone! I’m supposed to be working right now but sometimes you need a decent break (ignoring the fact that I’ve been on break for quite a while now). I’ll use this, though, to jot down some things I heard last week.

I went to this Islamic lecture, there were two absolutely amazing speakers there mashaAllah, didn’t let me even want to look away once through the whole seminar, I wanted to stay focused on all they said. They spoke on two different topics, unrelated to each other, but both of them had quite a strong impact – I speak for myself but I think the audience there would probably agree.

One of them talked about music for a while. His talk was about Jinns, but he wanted to tell us when jinns find us fragile enough to harm us, and music was one those weaknesses. He related his personal experiences with music and how he worked so hard on himself after realising that he shouldn’t listen to it. The way he explained it was rather interesting,

“So you’re listening to your favourite song, bobbing your head up and down to the hypnotic rhythm, right then imagine that a Shaytaan is right in front of you, nodding his head the same way as you, except he’s nodding his head with appreciation, he’s smiling at you and feeling good that he got you to pop on your headphones. And then, he’s waiting, just waiting for the opportune moment when you’re vulnerable enough and then he’ll dive into your weakened soul and wreak havoc.

Listening to music destroys the spiritual soul! You have to strengthen your Iman, your faith. Don’t let Shaytaan take advantage of you, he has been the enemy of not only you, but your father, your grandfather, your great grandfather, stretching up all the way to Adam (AS). You have been selected to be with Allah, then why opt for the weaker side?”

The way he portrayed that was slightly alarming. I’ve tried to stop listening to music (it’s been quite some time now, and that lecture only helped me alhamdullilah), and to be honest I feel at peace more than I used to. Music does snatch away a certain bliss, a certain happiness. It has more of an effect on us than we think. Especially how everyone listens to music! Men and women and girls and boys pray five times a day, fast regularly, read Quran, but still listen to music whenever they’re doing something that permits it. Like working on a project, or drawing, or if they’re bored. Music is so powerful it’s creepy. Honestly. Go search about it, not just Islam, even non Muslim people have accepted that music can be dangerous.

I wanted to write more about that lecture but I think this post is enough for itself. I might do another part highlighting something else that I heard. I wanted to highlight this because slowly people are forgetting how bad and unlawful music is. And that we need to keep our distance.

Take care of your Iman! (if you’re muslim :))

Stay by, mum.

I’ve seen too many families this year lose their mothers, and it breaks me apart. Looking at them spending their first eid like that, it is very heartbreaking. My mum is… well, she’s too good for words. And I can’t imagine life without her. I don’t want to. Go give your mum a hug, although she’s worth so much more. You only get one.

The hunt for your missing glasses,
Glasses you seem to lose everyday,
That ready smile and quick laugh,
That starts me off on my way.

Those times when you play around,
Those moments when you’re high,
And when I’m feeling too normal,
You take me to the sky.

When I came into this world, breathing hard,
I didn’t know what this place was,
But your voice, all pained and scarred,
Caressed me to peace.

The many times you saved me from that fall,
I crawled, I cried, I tried to walk,
But every time you made the right call,
And hugged me to life again.

Those school dilemmas, those stories,
Stupidity and silly worries!
But you turned them into glories,
And made me the queen.

But as I grow older, I see more,
I see the times you laugh to hide,
And breaks me to the core,
When you still laugh some more.

Now I don’t want to worry you,
I want to take you away,
Where the grass is green and the sky blue,
Where I can protect you.

I burn inside when I realise,
The times I’ve hurt you and you’ve forgiven,
I scream and shout within,
Because I always took you given.

Mummy, stay by forever,
I don’t know how you do it, but stay by,
You’re the reason I am who I am,
A place without you? I’d probably die.

Mummy, thanks for being who you are,
Thanks for being my best friend,
Thanks for being everything,
I’ll take care of you till the end.

And although I might not show it,
Now I know,
When you’re silently crying yet smiling,
And feeling low.

You’ve been there to sacrifice,
Every time I could turn to you,
Mother, for every need you suffice,
Now you can look to me.

I offer everything I have,
It was never mine, it’s yours,
For you, I’d push the world aside,
Mummy, for you are my oars.