Assalamualaykuum!
Hope you are well and good in sha Allah!
So for those readers who know me by my Wattpad (@ummtameem786) or Instagram (@Qalamunoor) know that I am an academic, and study, well, academic stuff particularly psychology, the sciences and maths. And because of this I'm infamously predicted to venture into medicine, medicine or bin cleaning. It's that simple.
However being young and indecisive (not saying all young people are indecisive that is), I'd decided to take up photography in my spare time. But instead of snapping pictures of people, I resided on snapping pictures of stuff and spend hours upon hours editing these images into what looked like graphic design pieces.
So I decided to take a logical step towards learning graphic design. Not knowing how complex it actually was, I promised myself that by the end of next year, I should be able to become a decent graphic designer (2016). However after having purchased some graphic design books, and material I never really understood how much drawing that graphic design encompassed and how so many key terms and technical jargon embellished the pages and software; not a very inspiring start. Having also the stress of academic studies, there seems to not be an overlap between the content of such subject areas that means I either complete my academic studies or graphic design at a given time. Not forgetting the stress to start my own nonprofit organisation (that I shall share details soon about) and youth club, and Islamic Studies...life is everything but boring.
But nonetheless, the target is set and the deadline in on. Hopefully in sha Allah (If God Wills), I shall try posting up some of my work, for your amusement, but hopefully it won't be too bad....I hope.
Sunday 27 December 2015
3. You don't understand!
Assalamualaykuum
Hope you are all well in sha Allah.
When we are suffering some sort of pain or difficulty in our life, we believe ourselves to be the only ones in that type of pain; that others that have perhaps have gone through similar atrocities are not as worse off as you; that somehow the feelings are beyond explainable and even if someone understood how you felt, they can do nothing about it, unless they alleviated the pain or difficulty from the roots.
The basic principle is
"It's not how you think it is, you won't understand"
And it's true. our sufferings differentiate, and we do feel like no one understands us.
But that doesn't mean we are alone.
There is a huge difference between someone being able to sympathise and understand and someone being their for you.
But if something can create themselves to possess both these attributes....i mean what could be better than that.
And that is Allah swt.
He understand. He knows. He alleviates.
When things get unbearably difficult for me, to the extent that no human can help, salvation only lies in Allah.
It just makes sense to say. To know that there is a being that is watching the entire situation and even has the power to alter it when He chooses, wouldn't it be wise to ask Him swt for help?
For protection.
For love.
For help.
For sabr.
This message is to all of us including me...
Hope you are all well in sha Allah.
When we are suffering some sort of pain or difficulty in our life, we believe ourselves to be the only ones in that type of pain; that others that have perhaps have gone through similar atrocities are not as worse off as you; that somehow the feelings are beyond explainable and even if someone understood how you felt, they can do nothing about it, unless they alleviated the pain or difficulty from the roots.
The basic principle is
"It's not how you think it is, you won't understand"
And it's true. our sufferings differentiate, and we do feel like no one understands us.
But that doesn't mean we are alone.
There is a huge difference between someone being able to sympathise and understand and someone being their for you.
But if something can create themselves to possess both these attributes....i mean what could be better than that.
And that is Allah swt.
He understand. He knows. He alleviates.
When things get unbearably difficult for me, to the extent that no human can help, salvation only lies in Allah.
It just makes sense to say. To know that there is a being that is watching the entire situation and even has the power to alter it when He chooses, wouldn't it be wise to ask Him swt for help?
For protection.
For love.
For help.
For sabr.
This message is to all of us including me...
Thursday 24 December 2015
2. Juggling...meh! #rulenumberonetosuccess
I hate juggling, and I don't think any day I'll be able to master it.
It's like driving; you either can or can't and any path in the middle is driven for utter failure.
But when you're being chased by a 20 foot giraffe or a mob of angry people who you haven't completed the work for them, you've just gotta know how to drive...
and juggle.
To be honest, excuses are turning lame. I mean we all know the dog ate the homework, the internet broke down, you weren't in the city, we get it. You haven't done what you were supposed to do, and more likely than not, you're probably never going to get it done anyway.
That's the cycle of lame excuses; there's just no escape.
And I understand, excuses are just the best way around literally everything. I do it too. I could probably put my hands up to have not handed in my psychology essay on time and even more seriously, in some cases, not prayed on time.
You see, excuses stem beyond a materialistic virtue; excuses become a problem when they suppress us from our spiritual virtue and ourselves...that is, towards our connection with Allah.
There's always something that we use to justify our distance from Allah with; the level of homework, the stress, having put a human closer to our heart than Allah. And when we do that, we make excuses.
These excuses aren't to your boss or co-worker, these excuses are to the one you created you. The one who knows you better than you know yourself, the One who gifted you with the very mind that you use to create excuses towards Him swt. Doesn't He swt not know?
That is our flaw; what we have convinced ourselves to think is that just as we make excuses in this world, we'll somehow or another gather excuses to make in the other world, for all the missed prayers, for all the distance, negligence, but our excuses are null.
The reason why I wanted to mention this and what this has got to do with my journey is that for anyone of us to exceed in life, and make changes, to be the best we can be of ourselves and to truly enhance our talent, we need to stop making excuses, push to limits and not let anything to distance you from what you wish to achieve.
And the biggest excuse we make is our excuse with God (Allah) and without His help, we are hopeless. Without His guidance, our dreams are million miles away.
The first step to a successful journey is succeeding towards a journey to Allah
Maarz xx
It's like driving; you either can or can't and any path in the middle is driven for utter failure.
But when you're being chased by a 20 foot giraffe or a mob of angry people who you haven't completed the work for them, you've just gotta know how to drive...
and juggle.
To be honest, excuses are turning lame. I mean we all know the dog ate the homework, the internet broke down, you weren't in the city, we get it. You haven't done what you were supposed to do, and more likely than not, you're probably never going to get it done anyway.
That's the cycle of lame excuses; there's just no escape.
And I understand, excuses are just the best way around literally everything. I do it too. I could probably put my hands up to have not handed in my psychology essay on time and even more seriously, in some cases, not prayed on time.
You see, excuses stem beyond a materialistic virtue; excuses become a problem when they suppress us from our spiritual virtue and ourselves...that is, towards our connection with Allah.
There's always something that we use to justify our distance from Allah with; the level of homework, the stress, having put a human closer to our heart than Allah. And when we do that, we make excuses.
These excuses aren't to your boss or co-worker, these excuses are to the one you created you. The one who knows you better than you know yourself, the One who gifted you with the very mind that you use to create excuses towards Him swt. Doesn't He swt not know?
That is our flaw; what we have convinced ourselves to think is that just as we make excuses in this world, we'll somehow or another gather excuses to make in the other world, for all the missed prayers, for all the distance, negligence, but our excuses are null.
The reason why I wanted to mention this and what this has got to do with my journey is that for anyone of us to exceed in life, and make changes, to be the best we can be of ourselves and to truly enhance our talent, we need to stop making excuses, push to limits and not let anything to distance you from what you wish to achieve.
And the biggest excuse we make is our excuse with God (Allah) and without His help, we are hopeless. Without His guidance, our dreams are million miles away.
The first step to a successful journey is succeeding towards a journey to Allah
Maarz xx
Wednesday 23 December 2015
1. Welcome to my journey! x
The world is compared to all sorts of things, oysters, stars, the true example of corruption, a temporary entity...you name it.
But this world is only 1% of the story.
1% of all the achievements you'll ever make, 1% of all the failures you'll ever be responsible for. 1% of the time you have.
This world is only a world for us as long as we exist upon it, and for the time we do, the bottom line is, we've got to make the most of it.
It's not easy to forget of all the responsibilities, all the expectations, and culture and stereotypes and prejudice; it chokes you to inevitable failure.
And it's these things that account for our lack of achievement, and if you feel suffocated by the very things that kill me, you're not alone.
Because it kills everyone, and it will until we do something about it.
And I think I've got a plan.
I don't know what it is.
I don't know where it'll take me...but, all trust is with Allah (God).
Welcome to my journey,
Maarz x
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