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:love: Beautiful advice by Yasmin Mogahed:

''When we first experience this world (dunya), we become so impressed by its’ glitter. So we love it. Then once the glitter falls away, we become disappointed, so we hate it. Eventually we grow up further and begin to see, and interact with, dunya for what it really is: Something we need not hate--nor love. Just something we need to *use*. Allah describes dunya as a 'mata'a'. Among other meanings, 'mata'a' is a resource, a tool. A tool is what you make of it. It can help you--or it can kill you. Dunya is simply the bridge you must cross to take you back Home. Who gets attached to a bridge? Don't miss the point by either loving or hating it. The focus isn't the bridge. The focus is what's on the other side!''

#Note to self before others: The Dunya is insignificant - don’t be deluded by it. :cautious:
 
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A touching story of a mother and her son

Assalamoalaikum!!!

I happened to read this story and wud like to share this with u all...really touching!

My mother had only one eye, I hated her as I was ashamed of her. She was a cook in the school cafeteria where I studied. One day, when I was still in a primary class, She came to visit me to see for herself that I was all right. I was very upset, how dare she do this to me? After that incident I ignored her & looked on her Only with hateful eyes….The next day, a fellow-student told me, “Oohhh, your mother has only one eye!” At that moment, I wanted to crawl under the floor and that my mother would be out of my life completely. The next day I went to meet her & to tell her: “because of you I am the joke at school, Why don’t you die and go away!? But, she did not respond….I wasn’t thinking and did not know what I was saying, I was very angry. I could not imagine how she would react to my remarks, and, I left town. I studied relentlessly and obtained a scholarship to continue my studies abroad. In fact, I completed my studies, got married, bought a house and set up my family. I lived a happy and a peaceful life. One day, my mother comes to visit me. It has been many years since she had disappeared, She had never met her grand-children. She remained at the doorstep while my children were making fun of her, I shouted at her: ” How dare you come all the way here and frighten my kids?! With a calm voice she responded: “I apologize; I am at the wrong address.” And she disappeared. One day, I received an invitation from my hometown school to attend a reunion under the “close family ties ” topic I lied to my wife and made her believe that I was traveling for business. After the reunion I stopped by the house where I grew up, The neighbors informed me that my mother had passed away. I did not shed even one drop of tear!!! The neighbor handed me a letter that my mother had left for me

“My Dear son, I always thought of you.” I regret having visited you abroad and frightened your kids…I was very pleased when I heard that you would come to attend the reunion…The only thing was that I could not get up from my bed to come and see you….I am broken-hearted that I brought shame to you on numerous occasions…Did you know that when you were a baby you had an accident and lost your one eye?… and, as any other mother would, I would not let you grow up with only one eye….So. I gave you my eye……..I was very proud and happy to know that my son would be able to see the world with my eye… with all my love…

…Your mother….
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Inspiring story.
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