Life and its lessons 33

Life and its lessons 33
Rooftop view

Life and its lessons 33 πŸ˜‡πŸ’š

Allahu Akbar - Allahu Akbar 🀲

The other day while at work my mind was full of calculating things πŸ˜• – do this, what if, why did I, only when, why did they, worrying ………. And the duhur Adhan began – Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar. Living in a Muslim country, the adhan is normality in my life, but this time Allah made me hear and feel it in a different way making all the thoughts fade 🀲. Allah is the Greatest, greater than my worries, my concerns and my troubles – I felt a calm ☺️, a reminder that his world is not mine, not permanent, a phase that I am meant to pass. My lesson, the adhan is not only a call for prayer πŸ”‰, but also a reminder of who Allah is, a restart for life multiple times of the day and a reminder to only task myself on what I can do, to focus on what matters, worry less about things not in my control and work on my Dunya and Akhira.

Rooftops πŸ—οΈπŸ™οΈ

Rooftops come with a unique view especially at night πŸŒƒ, they come with the right breeze, cozy spaces, photo opportunities πŸ“·and a chance to stare at the sky πŸŒ™listening and reflecting. Just thinking about rooftops made me admire more of the building it stands on. If the building didn’t have the base structure, strong foundation and floors stretching tall, we wouldn’t get the top views. This analogy makes me wonder how I keep wanting to enjoy the benefits and perks of what a rooftop brings without being ready to endure, sacrifice and construct the building that holds it 😞. Do I want to continue to live on the lies that other rooftops bring, rent and pay for their services, or am I ready to build, structure and shape my own building πŸ’ͺ for my rooftop. My lesson, this mirrors situations in my life, a workplace that does not fully fit me, To do lists that remain undone, a business plan that remains a plan, sleep and pleasure over effort and dreams without action. My wish of a beautiful rooftop would only come if I am ready to start and patiently sweat πŸ˜“, sacrifice and work on the building.

Hits differently

Growing older ⏳ and closer to the grave makes you see life differently. You find stories of randomness boring πŸ˜’, you have more reflective moments πŸͺž, you associate with smaller groups of people πŸ«‚, you think and worry about your tomorrow and your legacy. You move from what others think to what I think. Death hits differently - β€œInna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un - Indeed, to Allah we belong, and to Him we shall return” is no more a sentence than a deeper meaning – I wonder of all the dreams, plans, fears and responsibilities the person had before their death 😒 and a constant reminder of my death - what have I built towards the day when people will send condolences to my family πŸ€”. My lesson, I don’t know how long I have to live, but I know what and how I should be living while I am alive πŸ•Œ.

Note to self πŸ““βœοΈ

Hurt today πŸ₯΅ and build yourself for tomorrow πŸ˜„.

Inspiration πŸ’“

Notes from the gym coach - Growth starts where comfort ends. The workout that feels impossible today will become the one you barely think about tomorrow. Every rep, every set, every drop of sweat is building a stronger version of you. Don’t stop. Keep proving yourself wrong.

Until next time Insha’Allah – Cya πŸ‘Š
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