This world is an ocean, with waves quivering in anger and destruction, always ready to put us down, we are the boats, so tedious and lean, stumbling from one wave to another, trying to just find that stable zone/phase of the ocean where no force, no restriction is against us but this ocean was design to break us, to break the paper boats that we are, so we can sink in the water of mercy and find the One we have left far under the seas of our hearts; our lord. This world will never go against what it was designed for, we need to acknowledge that world is the smile with ulcer, always hurting once you have laughed. But with Allah your smile is always that starts from the heart and ends on the lips. This place is forever an ache and an everlasting zone, comforting stable state, we all are looking for, doesn’t exist. But the designer of the both worlds call out to us 5 times a day how do we respond? And how much? The Supreme lord awaits us to just ask one, just one time of His mercy and blessing and all our filth is cleaned and we are blessed with more than what we desire. That Allah has the everlasting happiness and success. Flee towards Him, lets flee towards Him before we hit the shore which has nothing but sand to offer.
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