Searching for Strength

Her mind wanders frantically,
And she is lost in a state so turbulent with no concern of place nor time...

She walks amongst the people of the world,
Yet she feels no connection with them. So alone she seems... So fragile.

Surrounded by an empty hollowness,
She releases a long and seemingly endless sigh.

Clouds above her gather and darken in the sky
She is witness to the heavens above her cry...
And no longer is there any distinction between the tears of the sky
and the tears falling from her eyes.

The smile on her face conceals a hurt she cannot decipher nor define
It is strength she so desperately seeks but cannot seem to find.

Her eyes are in pain from little rest... yet even when they sleep, very little does her mind.

Reality continues to slap her and it hurts more and more every time,
So she keeps walking through the dark tunnel...
waiting to see the light.

When will her heart beat again? When will things be the same?
When will things make sense? When will the pain go away?

Her blue skies are now gone,
and still her heart is in pain.
Her mind is still wandering,
And she is still searching...

For the strength
to get her through every day and night.

It belongs to Him

Muhammad bin Ka‘b relates that there was a great ‘alim (learned person) and ‘abid (worshipper) in the Banu Israil (Children of Israil). He loved his wife very much. Co-incidentally, she passed away. This person was so grieved by this that he locked his door and abstained from meeting and conversing with people. A woman from the Banu Israil heard about this so she went to him. She informed those who were guarding the entrance to his house that she wants to ask him a mas'ala (question) and that it can only be asked directly to him. Saying this, she sat down stubbornly by the door. The person was informed of this and eventually permitted her to enter.

She said: "I want to ask you a mas'ala."

He replied: "Go ahead."

She said: "I have a neighbor from whom I borrowed some jewellery. I am wearing it for quite some time now. Thereafter she sent a person asking for her jewellery. The question I want to ask you is that do I have to give it back to her?"

The ‘âlim replied: "Yes, you have to give it back to her." The woman replied: "That jewellery was with me for a very long time. How can I give it?"

The ‘âlim replied: "In such a case, you should give it even more happily because it was out of her kindness that she allowed you to use it for such a long time." When he said this, the woman replied:

"May Allah have mercy on you? Why, then, are you so sad? Allah had loaned you something and when He wished, He took it back. (Because) it belongs to Him."


"When in your life an emotional injury takes place, (such as losing someone close to heart...) the body begins a process as natural as the healing of a physical wound. Let the process happen. Trust that nature will do the healing. Know that the pain will pass, and, when it passes, you will be stronger, happier, more sensitive and aware."

When the heart weeps for what it has lost, the soul smiles for what it has found

When we feel that we are going through a lot of pain in life, then let us look at the pains of the Prophet (saw) in his life as that would (inshaAllah) help us in finding strength and consolation.