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I thought the whole point of blocking someone or being blocked, is that neither side can see or comment on anything anymore. So please explain to me how this person is still able to comment and spread lies all over the posts?!!!!
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Can we please move beyond the endless men vs women debate and start appreciating one another a little more?
Both men and women have their own struggles, responsibilities, strengths, and sacrifices. Neither side has it easy and neither side is the enemy. We were never meant to compete with each other or constantly look for reasons to blame one another.
Sometimes I feel like we've forgotten what we're actually looking for.
Somewhere along the way we've reduced each other to checklists and expectations. Men and women alike are often valued for what they can offer rather than who they are as people. In the process, we forget that behind all of those expectations are human beings with fears, hopes, insecurities, dreams, and struggles just like our own.
We talk so much about rights, standards, preferences, and what we deserve, but not enough about partnership.
A true partner is not someone who makes life perfect. A true partner is someone who makes life's imperfections easier to bear.
Don't you want the kind of marriage where simply looking at your spouse brings a sense of peace to your heart?
The kind where no matter how difficult life becomes, you can look at them and think, "Alhamdulillah, I'm not carrying this burden alone. This person is with me."
A person whose presence makes the world feel a little lighter. Someone you can laugh with, cry with, grow old with, and face life's challenges together.
Isn't that what most of us are truly searching for?
Not perfection.
Not a checklist.
Not someone to compete with.
Just peace, love, mercy, companionship, and a partner who feels like home.
As Allah says:
"And one of His signs is that He created for you spouses from among yourselves so that you may find tranquility in them; and He has placed between you affection and mercy. Surely in this are signs for people who reflect."
Surah Ar-Rum (30:21)
Maybe we've spent so much time asking what we deserve from one another that we've forgotten to ask what kind of peace, mercy, and comfort we can be for one another.
Perhaps that's where true partnership begins.
🌹 And to my future wife, whoever and wherever you may be...
I hope life is treating you kindly until we meet. 🤲
I don't promise perfection because I'm far from perfect myself. But I do promise loyalty, patience, effort, and a shoulder to lean on when life gets difficult. ❤️
I promise to celebrate your happiest days and stand beside you on your hardest ones. 🌸 To listen when you need to be heard, to make you laugh when you need a smile, and to remind you that you never have to face life's battles alone. 🤝
I pray that when we finally meet, we become a source of peace, comfort, and mercy for one another. 🏡✨
May Allah guide us to each other when the time is right. 🤲❤️
Yours sincerely,
A man still believing in love ❤️
Ya Allah...., I noticed sentence by sentence he still wanted to attack me, mock me, bully me, Does this man not know who he is talking to? Hmm.
Demeaning my finances, demeaning my economic ability to support my mother, my son and my siblings.
When is a person said to be poor, what is the standard of poverty? Is it just because the widowed woman can't afford a plane ticket to the UK that woman is totally labeled poor all her life.
But what I know is that the widowed woman with 1 child is able to provide breath for her mother and son.
Or actually this man feels his trick is successful (wanting to know whether this widowed woman with 1 child is materialistic or not) (so he pretends to repeat the sentence of not being able to help buy a plane ticket to the UK because he is a single dad).
(I don't like this test & trick, because I will be humiliated in the end). What I know is that I am capable if I intend to, Alhamdulillah....Allah remembers me....the woman who came seems wild and cheap.
yes I posted with the sentence: "do widows have to pay for plane tickets to the UK?" (and of course there is my hidden agenda, in that post) (sure enough it was proven tonight the man indirectly admitted that his trick seemed to work) (the man concluded that the widow was angry when she didn't get help with plane tickets) (clearly the widow is materialistic, that's probably what the man was thinking).
My best prayer at the end of the chat..... hopefully the man blocks me from all directions. May Allah make it easy for his fingers to be able to block me. It's clear that I repeated the LDR sentence so that I can still work and have a monthly salary in this country. And I even repeated it again in the chat this afternoon.
From the start, this man showed his discomfort with all the widow's shortcomings. She couldn't speak English and couldn't cook. She was embarrassed to be introduced to the family. Guys, we can feel this. Because we were the ones talking directly. However, this man was confused about how to back down. Because his self-esteem would be reduced (because at the beginning, checking this widow's post gave the impression of being a good and perfect woman).
I've already started praising and suddenly I want to back off, embarrassed and afraid of being labeled a man whose words can't be trusted.
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Sometimes i imagine
I wake up and my first thought isn't uncertainty. It's peace. There's someone who doesn't make me guess. Someone who doesn't disappear and reappear like a season.
Someone whose affection isn't a mystery to solve.
He's tall enough for me to steal his hoodies. 😭 He's attractive, yes—but in that dangerous way where the more you know him, the more handsome he becomes.
He's honest. His words and actions match.
When he says, "I'll call you tonight," he calls. When he says, "I've got you," you believe him. Not because he's perfect.
Because he's consistent. And the sweetest part? I don't have to shrink my love. I don't have to act less excited.
I don't have to pretend i care less than i do. I can be completely, gloriously chalant. 😭🤍
I send the long paragraph.
He reads it.
I share the random thought.
He laughs.
I tell him my fears.
He stays.
And one evening, while I'm making chai or folding clothes or doing something ridiculously ordinary, i suddenly realize: "I haven't been hurting for a long time."
Not because the past wasn't real. But because life kept moving and eventually brought me somewhere softer.
And when you think of past , I don't feel the ache anymore.
I smile.I remember the warmth.
Just gratitude.
Then I turn my head and the man standing beside you asks:
"What are you smiling about?"
And i would say "oh Nothin just you"
And i secretly thank Allah.. for the beautiful blessing he blessed me with.
🤍
Is he work proceeding with if he asks me if I’m a churail with feet pointed backwards?