Food for thought

Undoubtedly, it's human nature to desire to be liked/loved and esp. liked/loved back if not, by every single person we meet then by majority of those we do or the very least whom we seem to like/love. But what we need to realize is that just like how we can't like every single person we meet for whatever reasons we have; likewise, not everyone can like us back, which is totally understandable and in no way deplorable. Just because we like/love someone or hold someone in high regards doesn't mean they are compelled to like/love us back for there is no compulsion in the matters of heart.  Many a times we ourselves are blind to those people namely our parents, siblings, secret admirer, close friend etc. who like us immensely and hold us in such high regards that every single word we utter leaves a lasting impact on them. Furthermore, their world revolves around us and every wish of ours becomes a command for them. But at times, despite being aware of such people in our lives, ...

Lets suppose, there are three 20 years old guys namely Ali, Baber and Fahad who have never prayed regularly before, now decide to do so because they believe its better late than never. Irrespective of their reasons for praying, all three of them are determined and enthusiastic about praying. But each one of them decides a different approach to praying. Ali decides that he will try to pray all the obligatory rakat of the prayers, Baber decides to pray all the rakats of every prayer whilst Fahad decides to go easy on himself and take it slow and so decides to pray as many rakats of whichever namaz he can offer easily. All three of them begin together and do considerably well especially in the start, but as time passes, all of them find it difficult to follow through with their approaches, because it's hard to adapt to a new habit and predominately fight temptations. This is analogous to certain hijabis, some are like Ali who take it in all settings but sometimes keep it loose, some a...

I am one of those women who don't mind telling people their real age because I don't believe this age of mine is some dark secret that ought to remain hidden for some distorted reason. On the contrary, I believe in celebrating my real age rather than cherishing those moments when people assume me to be younger because age isn't just another unimportant number to me. It's so much more for it's a reminder of the fact that I survived so many years of my life whilst other weren't as lucky. A reality that I am proud of and grateful for because in all those years that I survived, I discovered different meanings of life. However, the most important or rather the primal meaning of life, is "survival of the fittest". As trite as it may sound, it really is the biggest reality of life, which I discovered through one of Allama Iqbal's poetry (shayari) during my adolescence. The couplet of Iqbal from Bal e Jibreel was: Taken from iqbalurdu.blogspot.com " T...