Inna lillahi wa inallah-e-raji’oon

How many of us have lost someone dear to us?

I lost a cousin a year ago in January. I barely knew him. He came to visit and stayed for a few months. It doesn’t take much for me to get attached to someone. He was a great person. So friendly. He got along with everyone here so well, alhamdulillah. He teased me and I fired back. We got along alright. Looking back, I wish I would have spent more time with him. Get to know him. I promise I’ll never make that mistake again.

He passed away in a car accident, a day after his birthday. It was heartbreaking. Nothing like that had ever happened in our family before. It hit hard. He was so young. He had so much out there for him.

But now he’s in amazing hands and I trust Allah.

I lost another person this Thursday, February 16, around ten. Right after maghrib time. She passed away on a Friday, alhamdulillah. I wouldn’t expect any less. She had a beautiful soul. She was well recognized around here. She taught in a masjid. She started in 2000 and had last day was 2016, December. She battled a difficult battle for months before he passed away. Taken by the angels and placed in the merciful hands of the most forgiving, Allah. She, too, was young. Still had a little son to tend to.

Allah’s watching over him.

This man, I didn’t know too well. No, he didn’t pass away. He’s paralyzed. Only 16. Ya Allah, when I heard this, I couldn’t believe this. Someone I had knew is paralyzed? How, Allah? He’s only 16. He had a life planned. He had so much going for him, ya Allah. But Allah knows best.

All of this is just shocking and never fails to leave me heart broken and confused.

“Why do people celebrate their birthday when they’re only one year closer to their death?”

Inna lillahi wa inallah-e-raji’oon

I hope you can remember there people in your duas, In Shaa Allah.

And may we all die peacefully when Allah is pleased with us. Ameen.


What do you know about refugees?

It’s definitely the trending topic within the last few days.

But these people, refugees fleeing their homes to make a better life for their children and themselves, aren’t a trend we talk about for a week and forget. While we move on with our lives, they continue to search the sky for bombs and seek shelter in broken buildings.

It’s amazing seeing so many people, Muslims and non-Muslims, come together and show us what America is really about.

All that protesting? That’s the beautiful sight of democracy. We have the freedom to disagree and voice our opinion. Sometimes, it may seem that all the screaming at the top of our lungs and fighting for what is right just isn’t doing anything for us but this protest showed otherwise. American’s were heard and they were listened to.

It goes to show the great amount of power we have. We just don’t know it. Coming together, pushing aside out differences and fighting for what we believe is right saved many people.

Don’t ever forget how much your voice matters.

#NoBanNoWall #LoveTrumpsHate



Are we being controlled by the media?

What do you think when you hear ‘Terrorist’?

What do you think when you hear ‘Refugees’?

What do you think when you hear ‘Illegal Immigrants’?

We spend a large portion of your lives using social media, reading articles, finding out what goes on around the wold through Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, etc.

How much of what we read is true?

I think that’s one of the toughest questions.

We read what we want to read, just like we believe what we want to believe.

To change someone perspective on something is easier said than done.

It’s easy for us to believe something right when we see it than to do research about it.

Now a days, all we have to do is open up Google and look through the sites listed but that still seems too difficult for many people.

Dig a little deeper next time you read something online.

Life as a Canadian Muslim

As a Muslim woman living in one of the biggest countries in the world, I can say I am one of the most fortunet.

In this time and day, it’s difficult for many practicing Muslim woman to leave the house with a veil that hides their face, an abya that covers their body, and a hijab that covers their hair without being met with an ignorant person on the streets.

I am one of the fortunet women to be able to roam the streets freely.

I didn’t make this blog to gloat.

I made it to try and make a difference In Sha Allah.

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