Ramadan
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Inshallah you'll find lots of inspiration and spiritual reminders to get you through the holy month and make the most out of all that it brings
Nuh عليه السلام: The Father of Post-Flood Humanity
Traditional historical accounts trace humanity after the flood to the sons of Prophet Nuh عليه السلام:
• Sam (Shem): Arabs, Hebrews, Assyrians and other Semitic peoples
• Ham: Egyptians, Nubians and parts of Africa
• Yafith (Japheth): Europeans, Turks and many peoples of Central & East Asia
Over time, climate, migration and intermixing produced different appearances, skin tones and features.
Why are some women strange? She matches and then says ' i dont come on here often', i said ok so how else can we communicate better'. Then she blocks and unmatches! What a weirdo! She was over 37 and this behaviour is disgusting.
Make it a habit to say thank you, Alhamdulillah, all the time. Allah is pleased with those who do this.
Sincerity is expensive, don't expect it from cheap people. 💫
Dikhawat ki duniya mein agar koi sachha aur loyal mil jaye, toh samajho naseeb khul gaya. Looking for someone who values real conversations over social media trends,
No we do not wanna see your selfies, stop posting them in groups 😭
Dad and Mom’s house.
You never need an invitation. You never have to call before you come.
It doesn’t matter how you look, how tired you are, or what kind of day you’ve had.
That house is always waiting…
A door that opens the moment you touch it,
an aroma that takes you back to childhood in a single breath,
and two loving eyes searching for you as soon as they hear footsteps.
It’s the only place you enter as if you never left.
Where a plate is served before you ask,
and if you don’t eat enough, they lovingly complain.
Where your silence is understood,
and your words are treasured.
A place where time seems to stand still—
where Mom still looks at you with that same tenderness,
and Dad tries to hide the emotion in his eyes… but fails.
And one day, quietly, that home will no longer exist.
Not because it’s sold,
but because the two hearts that made it a home
will no longer be there to open the door.
That’s why, if you still can…
go, hug them, sit with them, eat with them, listen to their stories, laugh with them.
Because Dad and Mom’s house is not forever.
I no longer have that house…
and there are days when I would give anything
to open that door again
and see my parents waiting for me—
just like they always did.
If you still have that blessing,
cherish it.
Go home.
Today.
You wanna judge a man? Analyse him by the company of friends he keeps 😉!
