Gems from a timeless book. Ramblings of my mind.
Ever read the Quran and felt that the ayahs are placed in a random manner? One ayah doesn’t seem connected to the next. It is not random because the Quran is called القُران الحكيم and its speaker is the most Wise. When a wise speaker speaks, it is not just a random haphazard flow... Continue Reading →
Did you ever in your life think, why did this happen to me? I was a good person, never did anything wrong to anyone, why do I suffer? Why did this person come into my life when they had to leave in the end? What was the point of all my loss, pain and suffering?... Continue Reading →
We all love the idea of forever. “... and they lived happily ever after” has always been the comforting happy ending to every story. I love the quranic version of forever. In this ayah of surah kahf there is a departure from the normal “ خالِدِينَ فِيهِ اَبَداً ” which is an ayah often repeated... Continue Reading →
يَا أَيُّهَا النَّاسُ اعْبُدُوا رَبَّكُمُ الَّذِي خَلَقَكُمْ وَالَّذِينَ مِنْ قَبْلِكُمْ لَعَلَّكُمْ تَتَّقُونَ {2:21} This is an excerpt from the explanation of the word نَاس in this ayah. I found its implications profound and beautiful. “Three things about the word نَاس 1. Some companions were of the view that the word نَاس which is the plural... Continue Reading →
One thing I love about this country is how each season is marked and obvious. The scene around you is completely different in the summer and in the winter. In the course of a few months I saw the transformation from white coated, barren lands with dry, shriveled up remains of trees, into vast... Continue Reading →
In the Quran Allah talks about "walking" a lot, and uses different words for the different degrees of walking according to the context. He talks about casual strolling, walking, rushing, running, racing, and then running for your life desperately for survival. Each has varying degrees of intensity. A stroll is casual, a walk is more... Continue Reading →
I am overwhelmed today by a thought. I have an innate part of me that has always, since I remember, searched for love in its purest form. One of the many aspects of that love is, hearing this line, "I'll always be there for you." The key word here is always. I am selfish, my... Continue Reading →
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