Kafka once said, "There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.”


P.S. I would not be able to describe what I feel better than Kafka. So let it be here.

Before we drift off to sleep, what’s the best way to end the day? Reciting Suratul Mulk, of course!

Let it protect us, comfort us, and illuminate our hearts.

Rest well, everyone. Tomorrow is going to be another beautiful day, in shaa Allah! 🌙✨

You won't find the same person twice, not even in the same person. Don't be a stranger to a person, who has seen you as a homeland.

Mahmoud Darwish

P.S. yeah, and look at me, still struggling to find a sense of belonging.

I gave them more love than I gave to myself, I was so loyal to them that I betrayed myself.

I was almost drifting off to sleep, but then it hit me—it's Thursday night, the blessed night leading into Friday. How could I miss this moment?

Ya Allah, accept our prayers on this sacred night. Hear the whispers of our hearts, and please grant me this dream I’ve been holding onto.

Ya Allah, make this dream of mine come true, for You are the One who makes the impossible possible 🤲🏻

Again, in uncertainty. I can't seem to decide—yes or no? They call it a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but my heart is heavy with doubt. The unease lingers, and I feel lost in this moment.

P.S. Ya Allah, guide me to the right path and bless me with what holds the most khayr for me.

P.S.1. If you can, please keep me in your prayers. Pray that I make the decision that aligns with what is best for me, in this life and the next.

Lately, I’ve realized that in the pursuit of everything we want, we can lose our peace. Maybe some things aren’t meant to be forced. What is destined will come without exhausting us. If something stirs unease in my heart, I’ve learned that letting go is the bravest choice. It’s always scary to let go of what we hold onto, but sometimes the best thing we can do is to free ourselves from that weight.

P.S. Sometimes letting go opens the door to a new beginning.

When a perfume bottle breaks, the smell becomes strong, but it's the last time you'll smell it.

if the hurt comes, so will the happiness…


in other words,
Fa inna ma'al usri yusra.

“Ehtimol, u tufayli senga rizq berilyotgandir.”

Once, someone said to me, “You’ll be nothing without me.” Those words stayed with me, and they opened my eyes. I realized that some people fail to understand that every rizq (provision) comes solely from Allah. Everything happens only because He wills it, not because of any person.

This is why in Islam we are reminded: “Let not your left hand know what your right hand gives.” When we help others, it should be done quietly and sincerely, for Allah’s sake alone, without expecting gratitude or recognition. True kindness lies in giving for His pleasure, not for control or pride.

If you can’t help someone, at least don’t harm them. Sometimes, the best way to support others is through silence and kindness, trusting that Allah sees all.

The difference between you and me is simple: while you sought to hurt me, I chose not revenge but dua. SubhanAllah, Allah expanded my heart, filled it with sakinah, and taught me that peace lies not in retaliation but in letting go.

P.S. Ya Allah, do not let us be among those who hurt others, nor among those who are hurt.