No two things have been combined together better than knowledge and patience.
—Prophet Muhammad al-Mustafa [sawa] (via antieverythingism)
- Me: Mama what kind of husband should I bring you home?
- Mama: A man with beautiful eyes
- Me: What kind of eyes? Green eyes? Blue eyes?
- Mama: A man with eyes that cry for Allah Azawajal
I swear my dear son, no one in the entire world is as precious as you are. Look at that mirror. Take a good look at yourself. Who else is there above and beyond you? Now give yourself a kiss and with sweet whispers fill your ears to the brim. Watch for all that beauty reflecting from you and sing a love song to your existence. You can never overdo praising your own soul. You can never over-pamper your heart. You are both the father and the son, the sugar and the sugar cane. Who else but you? Please tell me who else can ever take your place? Now give yourself a smile. What is the worth of a diamond if it doesn’t shine? How can I ever put a price on the diamond that you are? - Rumi
The worst one was when I was in the mosque and I had a niqab on and some guy thought I was his WIFE and was like come on I parked the car a few roads away so we have to walk
I walked for a minute and then realised I wasn’t married
Stop reblogging my shame