Shatteredinks-blog - Faani

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One of the salaf said: “Rajab is like the wind and Sha'ban is like cloud-cover while Ramadan is like the rain. Thus, whoever does not sow in Rajab and does not water in Sha'ban, how does he expect to harvest in Ramadan!” اللهم بلغنا رمضان

الْبِرُّ حُسْنُ الْخُلُقِ وَالإِثْمُ مَا حَاكَ فِي صَدْرِكَ وَكَرِهْتَ أَنْ يَطَّلِعَ عَلَيْهِ النَّاسُ ‏‏

Righteousness is good character, and sin is what waivers in your heart and you hate for people to find out about it.

Source: Ṣaḥīḥ Muslim 2553, Grade: Sahih

Zainab Cobbold (Lady Evelyn Murray) was a Scottish Muslim diarist, traveller and noblewoman who was known for her conversion to Islam in the Victorian era.

Cobbold spent much of her childhood in Algiers and Cairo in the company of Muslim nannies. She considered herself a Muslim from a young age despite not officially professing her faith until later.

— excerpt from Pilgrimage to Mecca by Zainab 'Evelyn' Cobbold

Her story is interesting because it provides a peek into the lives of Victorian-era Muslims of Britian, such as herself and other historic pioneers such as Abdullah Quillam, Lord Headley and Marmaduke Pickthall, among others.

ʿAlī b. Abū Ṭālib (رضي الله عنه)said:

“I will be patient even until my patience tires of my patience.”

Timeless seeds of Advice/Chapter 49

i am listening to 5 year olds in gaza beg for ceasefires and talk about the warplanes and drones and carry language no one should carry but especially no one so small. they should be sitting in classrooms reading fables, solving silly word problems but the world decided they were born guilty, from a guilty womb, from guilty blood. and people on the other side of a wall and the other side of the world cheered on their death. i want no part in that world, i reject every politician, every news anchor, every celebrity. i reject their movies, their music, their UN work, their empty calls for peace. i want no part in this machine of death. i want no part and can no longer desire anything from life except for the people of palestine, sudan, congo, yemen, and a hundred other places to never have the murderous reach of western imperialism near them ever again.

Henry Miller in a letter to Anaïs Nin, A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin Henry Miller, 1932-1953

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦,

"𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶-𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥'𝘴".

𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺.