My sister told me that she took my mother to the hospital because she was having signs of a stroke and she couldn’t breathe. She’s waiting for the update from the doctors. But, please, PLEASE, make du’a for my mom. Inshaa’Allah everything is ok. Inshaa’Allah!
May Allah reward you all!!
Someone tel bollywood directors that Muslims don’t say “adaab” to each other with that weird hand gesture and we don’t bust out in qawwali every times there’s a full moon pls
Depression is hard to understand, because it is not a consistent state. Depression is rather like a virus, but like a virus, it has its manageable days and its acute, life-threatening flare-ups. You can be in a depression and still laugh at a friend’s joke or have a good night at dinner or manage low-level functioning. You grocery shop and stop to pet a puppy on the corner, talk to friends in a café, maybe write something you don’t hate. When this happens, you might examine your day for clues like reading tea leaves in a cup: Was it the egg for breakfast that made the difference? The three-mile run? You think, well, maybe this thing has moved on now. And you make no sudden moves for fear of attracting its abusive attention again.
why do we need to watch the sky to enjoy the stars when the ultimate star is me