Excuse #1:Allah is al-Ghafoor ar-Raheem. He will forgive me.
Excuse #2: I know I have to pray, but I am too tired/lazy.
Excuse #3: I am SO busy at work, I don’t have time to pray.
Excuse #4: I pray; I just delay it until it is convenient for me or I pray it Qadaa.
Excuse #5: I pray the 4 prayers. I only miss Fajr because I have to do Ghusl.
Excuse #6: My position/boss/studies/does not allow me.
Excuse #7: If I pray, I will be fired from my job!
Excuse #8: I want to pray but my children are so young I can’t leave them and pray
Excuse #9: I can’t pray at my job/school/public place. I am too embarrassed /they will think I am a TERRORIST!
Excuse #10: If I pray, people will think that I show off. So I don’t pray.
Excuse #11: I have made/am making so many mistakes in my life, it is no use for me to pray. Allaah will never forgive me.
Excuse #12: I don’t pray, but I have a good heart.
Excuse #13: But, I pray every Jumuah. Isn’t that enough?
Excuse #14: My spouse/parents don’t pray. Why should I??
Excuse #15: I will pray when I am older/after Hajj/ Ramadhan.
There can be no excuses as far as Salah is concerned. We have to pray all the five prayers and all of them on time.
“O you who believe! Fear Allah, and be with those who are true (in words and deeds).” [ al-Tawbah:119]
“Guard strictly the (five obligatory) prayers, especially the middle Salaat (˜Asr). And stand before Allaah with obedience.” [Surah al-Baqarah 2:238]
No matter where you are, what ever you do, Never Forget your Salah.
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Well, don’t for a second think I’m interested in anyone but you.
Tobias (to Tris in Allegiant)
I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures.
Gail Caldwell, Let’s Take the Long Way Home: A Memoir of Friendship (via larmoyante)
Virginia Woolf’s suicide letter to her husband Leonard (March 28, 1941)
I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that — everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer.
I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.
I’m right here I’m your star crossed lover
I lie here like a starless lover
I’ll die here as your phantom lover
I never learn, I never learn
Lykke Li, “I Never Learn” (via larmoyante)