Someone collapsed in Taraweh today, he was unconscious for a while. Alhumdulillah, he’s fine.
We don’t know when our time will come. Must not waste time.
joie-of-living Haha. Why would I lie? It is Amsterdam Central Station and the photo was taken by Adnan bhai and I edited it.
Day and night, like an incubus, the idea chokes me that my life has been wasted irretrievably. I’ve got no past, it’s been stupidly squandered on trivialities, and the present is horrible in its absurdity. Here, take my life and my love; what am I to do with them? My better feelings are fading away for no reason at all, like a sunbeam trapped at the bottom of a mine shaft, and I’m fading along with them.
The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You’re asked an unexpected question, you don’t even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.