Salam All!!!!! This is an article that i wrote a few days ago and once complete, i was unsure as to whether i should publish it. Nevertheless, here it is and i hope that you enjoy reading it.
I want you to get up and go and stand in front of the mirror and look at your reflection. Now tell me, what do you see? I can tell you what you see. You see a face glowing with pride. You see two eyes twinkling away. You see a small twitch in your smile and, you see beauty that reflects your personality, your individuality and your deen.
Do you at times ever feel as if you are invisible? I’ll give you a common example. Your about to go out for a meal with family and you decide that you want to look your best. You get up extra early so that you can finish your revision a few hours early, giving you that extra time to get ready. You have your best clothes laid out on the bed and you’re ready to prep your face. You go for a bolder shade of eye shadow and add an extra coat of eye liner. Your confidence has increased and you’re ready to go.
The night has come to an end and you head straight for your room. You grab your face cleansing wipes and pocket sized mirror and throw yourself on your bed and You begin to remove the make-up from your face, all the while trying to avoid that pit-stomach feeling. Not one person complimented you on your eye make-up. Not one person had told you that they liked the way that you had layered up your hijab and no-one failed to notice that new dress that you had brought just the other day..... No one had told you those three words that you so desperately wanted to hear but, you don’t need to hear it from anyone else because i am going to tell you myself. You are beautiful. Yes, you are. You look beautiful when you wake up in the morning with your hair looking like Amy Winehouse. You look beautiful when you walk around the house in your PJs, all the while complaining that your older sister has eaten the last piece of toast. You look beautiful when you have spent the whole night trying to complete that essay that is due the next day and, you look beautiful when you are having a panic attack about the teenage spots that have just erupted all over your face.
You may feel that all of the things mentioned above cover up your outer beauty but what you must never forget is that your inner beauty can never be covered up. It is merely hidden away for that special someone and if he really loves you, then he wouldn’t care about those dark eye bags or that pimple in the middle of your forehead. You know why? Because he’ll know that no matter what happens, your inner beauty will always be there and to him, that is all that should matter.
This brings me onto my next point; what is love? I looked up the word in a dictionary and this is what it said: ‘A strong positive emotion of regard and affection’ Love is when you close your eyes and your still able to see that special one staring straight at you. Love is when you feel as if you can stand on the moon and announce to the world that you are in love. Love is when nothing else seems to matter. Love is when you can’t help but secretly smile to yourself as you think about special someone. Love is when you find yourself humming his name. Love is a word that is so commonly used. Love is a word that has lost its true meaning.
As i open my eyes, i find myself being greeted by the harsh reality of life. I can’t help but question as to whether love really exists, or whether love is just merely a figure of my/our imagination. But then i think back to Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) and his relationship with his wives. That is what you call love. Love isn’t lying to your parents and then sneaking out of the house to go and meet your ‘boyfriend’. Love isn’t posting M rated images of you and your ‘boyfriend’ on facebook, all the whole hoping that a friend would comment on how cute the two of you look. Love isn’t having sexual contact with a guy outside marriage. This is not love. That is desperation.
Why do we so easily forget who we are? Why do we so easily forget our creator? Why do we so easily forget the importance of prayer? Why do we so easily forget the fact that we are Muslim and only suddenly remember when an outsider mocks our religion? This is a disgrace to the human race.
We all dream of meeting the almost perfect spouse but going through a trial and error process with a number of guys before hand is not the way. Islam has banned dating for a reason. Islam has banned sexual contact with the opposite gender for a reason and there is defiantly a reason as to why women are ‘asked’ to cover up! So damn sake! For those girls who go onto cloud 9 every time their boyfriend comments on how beautiful they look, wake up and get a grip of your life! They are only after one thing and one thing only and you and me both know that it is not your personality!
I have this friend and i have known her for a very long time. I’m not sure as to whether she’ll appreciate me sharing this but oh well. Every morning when she wakes up and every night before she goes to sleep, she prays. She prays that one day, she would meet that guy that she has for so long been dreaming about. She looks at other girls and she can’t help but feel sad. In her eyes, those girls seem so perfect. They have the looks they have the personality, they receive the attention. When she looks at herself, she sees a girl that likes to shadow herself away in the dark. She sees a girl that likes to burrow her head in her dreams because at least there, she can dream about being loved. She can dream about being shyly smiling to herself every time she hears him whispering in her ear and, she can dream about being happy, knowing that she has fulfilled half her deen.
The one thing that i really hate is when girls call their boyfriends ‘my man’ or ‘my hubby’. I mean what the heck? It’s bad enough having a boyfriend, let alone referring to him as being your....... ‘man’?! Are you married to him? No!
Another word that i hate is ‘Fit’. I can’t stand the word. It has no meaning what so ever. Every five seconds, ‘omg he is so fit’ or ‘Did you see his fitness’? Pardon me for being old fashioned but what is wrong with saying Good looking or handsome? For my afcc girlies, don’t forget what U.Samina taught us. Ahem. ‘Zina of ze eyes. Zina of ze hands!’
Seeing that i am near enough on the discussion of marriage... The point that I’d like to make is that no girl should let their husband walk all over them. Yes i know that a woman should respect her husband and all but i don’t know about you, but cleaning, ironing and cooking 24/7 is not respect. I tell you what respect are. Getting a frying pan and hitting him over the head with it because if he expects you to be a chef, raise 5 kids and look good all day, then I’m sorry to say but the action of the frying pan is most defiantly needed.
Nowadays, men are so bone idle its unbelievable. Be honest now. Amrana, does your husband ever help you with the house hold chores? And I’m talking on a regular basis – not once in a blue moon. If he does, then give him a pat on the back. If he doesn’t, then i suggest you give that frying pan idea a go but shhhhh, you didn’t hear it from me.
I got to say that this article has by far been one of my longest yet. My fingers are aching from all the typing but i pray that this article brings a smile to your face. I pray that all your duas are accepted and stay safe. Until next time, Asalamu Alaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuhu.
1 comments:
love it lima
:)
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