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I owe my freedom to…

This morning I had a conversation that really made me sit and think about life, my purpose, blessings, experiences and then also who made it all possible;

  • God
  • My parents
  • Circle of friends and family

Having celebrated freedom day yesterday, I feel this post is fitting.

I have no shame telling people my story; not because I want or expect pity or even to bad mouth anybody, but to create hope in knowing that with prayer and the right people you allow in, you can overcome any and all adversities.

I fell pregnant, married the love of my life at the time, sh%t went south, was abused, lost my son at birth, lost my gran a few months after, got cheated on, got a divorce, lost my other gran and all in the space of a year and few.

GOD

When I returned home, I returned dignityless, broke as broke could be and with buckets full of emotion and questions and hurts and pain. I questioned God, everyone who knows me knows I love children and that my love is unconditional… why would he take those two things away from me. I was okay with being abused and unhappy, I was okay with making God and my parents unhappy; as long as I was with him and had my son, I was okay. Can you begin to imagine our absurd that is?

Truth is, lots of women feel and think that way.

Having nothing else to do, I started finding God, researched religions, I needed to know about this power that could do such, at his will. And trust, it was the best decision of my life.

I am born Muslim, but today I sit here saying that I choose to be Muslim. Upon reading and researching, I began to pray, at early hours of the morning. I would cry and ask God to pacify my heart because the pain was unbearable. I hid it well, maybe because of pride or even embarrassment? But I hid it well.

My perspective changed and I read about how babies who pass away will intercede for their mums on judgement day, I learnt that those who are favoured by God, are tested… I mean look at all the prophets and what they endured? I learned how women are valued in Islam and how we should be treated, and so I started expecting nothing less.

I became stronger and started seeing my blessings, my courage-meter started rising and rebuilding and reforming myself was what I began to do. Perhaps losing all that I lost, forced me to get closer to God; he is a jealous God after all. Perhaps it strengthened me to leave the toxic environment that I and him (my ex hubby) created. Perhaps Mika’il was an angel sent to save me from myself, so that I could find my purpose and fulfill it….

PARENTS

The beings we often take for granted. I come from an average background. Whilst we weren’t as poor as others I know, there were days we went with the bare minimum and everything we owned was worked for; sweat and tears literally.

Part of high school fees were sponsored and I remember taking lemon creams for a cake sale (in a private school with rich brats) because that’s all my dad could afford, they obviously pushed it aside because it weren’t as good for them as their novelty cakes.I couldn’t care less about them but felt more loved than anything, because MY DAD took his last and bought that for me.

My parents gave my siblings and I the best they had @ 100%… selfless, imperfect beings that were going through their own adversities but put our needs first. They made sure that we grew up with sound education and religion knowledge especially because they couldn’t teach us themselves… they only knew so much.

I look at them both today; Mum studied and is now a senior manager for one of SAs leading retailers and my dad, so religious inclined its unbelievable. My mum worked as a casual worker for EIGHT years before she became permanent. Yet she persevered. My dad was all things naughty, he drank, drugged, was affiliated with one of the most popular gangs in Durban but when my sister was born, he began his journey. Leaving school in grade 8, he now works independently as a tiler, being his own boss and growing in character and knowledge day by day.

With these two as an example… how could I quit? Sure we had and still have problems, but all families do. My parents are real-life examples of how perseverance, hard work and prayer can pull you out of any situation. And so I aspire to be just like them.

⭕️ OF FRIENDS AND FAMILY

My mum always told us to choose our friends wisely, back then it made no sense. Today, as 28 year old…it makes perfect sense. Science says that you become like the five closest people to you. Religion says that you should be wary of the company you keep… surely Mum, science and God cannot be wrong. You see, humans feed off each other in a non-parasitic way. We feed off energies. If you’re around negative, non-spiritual, uninspired folk…you will soon become just like them. On the flip side, if you affiliate yourself with people who are positive,warriors, those who know God and practice their faith each day and those who aspire to do many great things… it’s only a matter of time before you become just like that too.

I have had amazing people in and around my circle over the years. Ive had the best religious examples around me and I’ve had the most goal-driven people in my space. There was no way they were going to allow me to cave permanently.

They encouraged me when giving up was the easiest thing to do after days, weeks and months with internal battles and battling the trauma and adversities I been battling for so long. I was encouraged to pray and get closer to my creator, I was encouraged to re-wire my brain to look at the positives in every situation. I was pushed to set goals and boundaries for myself.

Today I sit here, looking back at yesterday; freedom day, and pondering over who was responsible for my freedom and they are:

  • God
  • My folks
  • My circle

Through my adversities I was reminded how highly blessed and favored I was and still am.

It’s 2018, 4-5 years after everything has happened and whilst it was not and still isn’t an easy road. I am way better off from where I started. I have achieved the littlest of things that made the hugest difference and I continue soaring and fighting on like the warrior God made me to be.

I am not where I want to be, I’m not Gods most loyal servant, I’m far from perfect. I’m miles away from financial freedom. But I am free. I am still. I am persevering and My faith is unshakable.

Love and light always; from just an ordinary girl

*all pictures are sourced from google*

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Issa Fri-Yay! Juma Mubarak 💋

As Friday has dawned upon us, let’s give thanks for the working week that has passed. #thankyouGod

May all the challenges, trials and tribulations of the passed week, build us up; firmer and stronger for the week to come.

May all the missed opportunities become our greatest achievements and may love, light and positivity remain the goal for each passing day.

Happy Friday errrrbody and very blessed Juma mubarak to all my Muslim sisters and brothers.

love and light always, from just an ordinary girl 💕

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Eid mubarak: ’17 edition 

A very warm Eid Mubarak to all of our Muslim friends and family around the world.

May the Almighty accept all of your efforts and attempts in the holy month of Ramadan that has just passed and may all the little changes made become permanent insha’allah (if he wills) aaameen.
May we get awarded the opportunity to see this month again, by the permission and the will of the almighty. 

Whilst this will be the first year without my sister and my nieces, we will try to make the most of it inshallah. 

All the way in China ❤️

Hoping that your day is filled with love, light, happiness, peace and joy.

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#QOTD #37

Be that flower that gives it’s fragrance to even the hand that crushes it 

~ Islamic proverb 

We’ve all been hurt or betrayed at some point in our lives and in many cases, it’s often by those we love the most. I chose this quote because it brings through the essence of forgiveness so beautifully. 

Forgiveness is not a feeling. It’s a choice we make everyday, choosing peace and making a conscious effort to let go of painful burdens and anger. 

It’s a choice we make to clear our hearts of all things ill to make place for all things good; love and light. 

We often read or hear folk say that forgiveness is more for us than it is for the person or people we’re forgiving and I call truth! 

Here’s why:

Choosing to forgive someone is not an act of weakness, if anything, it is courage and strength personified! 

We don’t forgive a person because they necessarily deserve it but rather because we deserve the peace. Let that sink in for a second.

… We know how hurtful situations can literally drain a person; mentally , physically and emotionally! But in saying that, they often force us to realize just how strong we are and I reckon peace is something we definitely deserve after such ordeals.

We should never forget that even when we’re crushed, we still have purpose, like the crushed flower that can still provide fragrance; something pleasant, something refreshing, something…delightful!
When somebody does something hurtful or bad to us, it’s a reflection of them and not of us. It’s essential for us to understand and remember this.


So I say, Be that flower, bloom beautifully, be crushed and let the world smell your scent. Then, make your come back and grow again.

Life is a journey, filled with ups and downs…let’s embrace it all and let’s choose to forgive along the way. Life is way too short to be festering feelings of anger, hurt, pain and suffering.

Make that choice (: 

All images courtesy of google and Pinterest.

✌🏼 |♥️|😃🌈 from just an ordinary girl 

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I’m not a terrorist but you might be one. 


So I was recently browsing through facebook and I came accross a beautiful post on the Manchester United fan page. It basically was wishing all their Muslim supporters a Ramadan mubarak. 

I thought it was such a beautiful thing for them to do especially in this time that their city is facing … that was until I read the comments. 

It was absolutely appalling at the extent of hate some people have for my faith, Islam. And please don’t ask me ” can you blame them” coz here’s my response to that. 

I am Muslim, it does not mean that I am a terrorist or that I condone terrorist acts. Sheesh! When did we ever depend on media to think for us? Yet these days, media says jump and we’re all screaming “how high”

Logic people… The Muslim population makes for almost 25% of the worlds population. Get that? A QUATER of earths population… one in every four people if we had to narrow it down.

If we all really were terrorists, I’m sure the world population would seize to exist by now because if we killed 3 or four others with us then boom. Population is gone. Kapoot….

…last time I checked, the world was very much a place filled with the human kind and moreso over populated in some places.
When you hear these horrid stories about kids going missing , being raped and gruesomely murdered ( You know the ones we come across daily when listening to the news or browsing social media, the ones we been going in frenzys for on social media, the gruesome murders in Capetown, PE, JHB and KZN), yes, those ones. Majority of the perpetrators of these horrid acts, belong to religions other than Islam.

Does this then make it Ok for us to call out christians , hindu’s and other faiths and refer to them as terrorists? Because I can assure you kidnapping , raping and murdering are all acts of terrorism.
Ofcause not right? Because only Muslims are terrorists…yes?Or, the logical thinkers would agree that we can’t do that because we cannot judge or blame a religion for the doings of one man. 

Here’s my 2c piece: Wake up and stop being sheep.

If you really want to judge, I will encourage you to learn about the faith and then challenge the facts. In fact, Anything that you want to pass judgement on, you should ALWAYS learn the facts first. Mainstream media wants you to believe what they want you to believe. 

As a 20 something year old Muslim female in South Africa, it is appalling to see how grown adults are so easily influenced. The so many freedoms that we have available, narrow down very quickly thanks to society and their double standards. It’s sad to say,  but we don’t have societies looking to build us ( the teens and young adults) up, if anything , if you don’t look like them, act like them, or follow their religion… you’re pretty much doomed. They will strive to break you. 


Sad times indeed but I still choose to mainly focus on the positives of our current situation. 

Whilst majority of the people are just messed up, I firmly believe that there are tons of good people out there. It is those very people that give me hope. And I will be the first to say that they don’t all come from my faith. I know some amazing Christian, Hindus, Tamils and even Jews. All of a kind nature, looking to help with no condition.
So yes, I am Muslim and no,  I’m no terrorist. You may just as well be a terrorists if you terrorise followers of  the Islamic faith based on acts that individuals play out… so whilst you pointing a finger, know there’s four pointing back at ya. 


Feelings, very indepth feelings of just an ordinary Muslim girl

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Being muslim

… oh but what an honour!

Being Muslim does not mean perfection, we sin too…But it does mean progress; making sure we’re better than we were yesterday and always striving on the path of our creator.

Being Muslim doesn’t mean we compromise our religion to fit our lifestyle, no! It means adjusting our  lifestyle to honour and follow our religion.

Being Muslim does not mean dictatorship, it’s all about leading by example. Yes, by our actions we want people to inquire who and what we are.

Being Muslim does not mean that we don’t follow or that we are against Jesus (Peace and blessing be upon him) , being muslim means we love Jesus PBUH but as a prophet and not the son of God or God himself.

Being Muslim does not mean war, it means standing up for what’s right. 

Being Muslim does not mean that we worship GodS. We worship God and God alone, we bare witness that there is no God besides himself and that Muhammed PBUH  is in indeed his messenger. 

Being Muslim doesn’t mean fashion, scarves, make up or physical beauty, it means simplicity, modesty and beauty of the heart. 

Being Muslim does not mean we oppress women, instead , we hold them in such high regard that we demand respect for them (us) we dress and behave in a certain way so that men will not look at us as though we’re a piece of something to eat. God is indeed great. 

Being Muslim does not mean that we look down upon others, if anything it demands us to uplift each other, the poor, the sick, the rich and irrespective of colour, race, creed or religion. Charity is one of the 5 pillars that make up the faith of Islam.

So the next time you switch on the Telly and are being brainwashed to believe the opposite or the bad, ask a Muslim friend or research the religion and you will see the Devine purpose and intention of this faith

May peace and blessings be upon you always. 

A post from just an ordinary muslim girl.

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#DearFutureHusband #DFH #11

Dear future husband,

It’s the day of Jumu’ah today. Juma Mubarak 💋

I can’t wait to wake up and read our morning prayer together, read some Quran together and then make dua together. 

I look forward to the day where I iron your Kurtta and take out a matching kufia for you; getting you ready for the auspicious day. 

I look forward to you coming home and telling me what the Khutba at mosque was all about whilst we having supper.

Dear future husband, I need you to lead our home in prayer.

With loads of love and gratitude 

Your future wife