It was a boring weekend. College work this and college work that. Id had enough. So, I thought: 'why not make a story.' Ull have to read between the lines to get to understand my feelings in the story, they are deep.
All u need to know is: I love Saudi Arabia to the MAX!!!
Ill post the story in bit by bit.....
ENJOY!!
Allah ma3akum.
psstt...its not the best, but....who cares!
Mashallah sis, your story is soo beautiful.
I like the way that you use many adjectives to make it sound so heartwarming and sensational. Makes a person feel like they are the character. Something in that story really hit me...
My chin begins to tremble. My eyes fill with tears, my heart begins to drum 10 times its usual. My mouth feels dry and I feel a sensational feeling wrap over me, once again!
I look around and I see many people; different sizes and different shapes. The all look happy, but I am happier than they. Something deep down tells me, they already know.
I look back at the Ka’abah and notice something that I have seen before. It’s the Hajreh Aswad, people are kissing it. I want to kiss it too.
As I begin to move closer, people look at me and move away. The beautiful fragrance grows stronger as my pace quickens.
I touch the Aswad and kiss it. I feel the tears of joy well down my face once again. This time, they feel warm and painful, but I don’t care….I’m happy!
I ask the same; ‘Ya Allah! Why did it take so long?’
Only, I add;
‘Now that my test of patience is over, help me to help others grow patience within them. Help me, Ya Allah to become your loved one. Ya Allah! I want to make you happy. Ya Allah! I have made it to you with your help, help me to help others get here too. Throw off the veil of ignorance from their hearts. Ya Allah! Make me from the Righteous and the Good doers. I love you, Ya Allah! I love you!’
My tears run faster and faster, my words grow stronger and stronger, but I begin to feel weak as I plead for help.
I sit down on the marble, reciting ‘La illah Illa Allah Muhammadar RasoolAllah,’ and slowly begin to feel the strength that was inside me…drain away.
salaam
sis that was beautiful...it teared me up. cant wait to hear the next part.
and yes, you are getting better, so please dont put yourself down.
wassalaam
salaam
sis that was beautiful...it teared me up. cant wait to hear the next part.
and yes, you are getting better, so please dont put yourself down.
wassalaam
salaam
BAD NEWS!!!
Sis Ameeratul Layl has said that the next part of the story may not be published for tomorrow. this is solely due to the amount of coursework and revision on her plate. she may not also reply to the kind words of you all, but she wants you to know that:
i appreciate the kind words. time is precious and if i dont get a grip of it now...it'll be my fault and i'll never want to admit it...yes, it'll haunt me to the max.
wow Mashallah thats some amazing writing and very inspirational and beautiful, keep it up
I don't know if this is question is too personal for you but how old are you? if you don't mind saying
you don't have to say if you don't want to but thats some talent, keep it up Mashallah
“If you punish, then punish with the like of that wherewith you were afflicted. But if you endure patiently, indeed it is better for the patient. Endure you patiently. Your patience is not except through the help of Allah." (al-Nahl 16:126-127)
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