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Towards perfection of imaan

In the name of Allah,
Most Gracious, Most Merciful,
Praise be to Allah,
the Cherisher and Sustainer of the Worlds,
and Peace and Prayer be upon the Final Prophet and Messenger. Abdullah Yusuf Ali, The Holy Quran


I may not be the best person alive, and my stories were not really touching hearts. My struggles were probably not as bad as the other person next to me and even if I were to talk, people might not listen to me because I have low self esteem and I tend to tremble a lot.

But one thing I do know is that, I write not because I want people to know my struggles or for people to pity me for my never ending list of flaws.

I write because I want people to understand how amazing the existence of Islam is in their lives and how it changed mine.

Again, I am not the best person alive and I can barely call myself a daie, but each and every one of my writings have an equal message, and that is,

"When you read this,  I hope you can look past my looks, my flaws and my hideous past, and read through my writings so that it can settle in your hearts.  
I write so that you know Islam, for me, is worth putting aside my family who were against it, is worth risking my own sustenance to live, and I hope you will feel about Islam the way I feel about Islam, and never again will you take Islam for granted, if you know how much I am willing to sacrifice for it, and how many tears and pain that I have taken right through the heart, just to keep this label on me. 
Because in the end, it's worth it. 
It's really worth it..."



On the authority of Anas bin Malik, the servant of the messenger of Allah, that the prophet said: 
"None of you [truely] believes until he wishes for his brother what he wishes for himself." related by Bukhari and Muslim 
-Hadith 13, Hadith 40 An-Nawawi-  






"Sometimes we can't just say "Allah has a better plan for us." 
We have to believe He does."

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