Life

Woe to those who are heedless of their prayers.
"Woe to those who pray who are heedless of their prayers"—this verse is taken from verses 4 and 5 of Surah Al-Ma'un of the Quran. There is a profound warning hidden in these words that very strongly highlights the importance and sense of responsibility of prayer in Muslim life. In Islam, prayer is the most important act of worship after faith. It is a means of establishing a direct relationship between the servant and Allah and is the central guideline for all actions and moral behavior in daily life. But the responsibility does not end with just praying, but how it is prayed, with what intention it is prayed, and how much impact that prayer has on life—all these are measurable to Allah.
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Writers
The Day That Made Everything Differently
It didn’t happen in a grand moment. There were no fireworks, no final words from a wise stranger, no movie-worthy epiphany. It happened on a quiet afternoon, the kind that almost passes unnoticed. But somehow, that day changed everything. It didn’t just change how I saw the world. It changed how I saw myself. That day began like any other. I was sitting alone in my small room, the curtain half drawn, letting in a grey slice of sky. I remember feeling tired in a way that went beyond sleep—a deep, soul-level exhaustion. I had spent months pretending to be okay. Smiling when I was breaking inside. Answering, "I'm fine," when I wasn’t even close. It’s strange how long you can carry pain before you even realize it has a name. For months, I had been spiraling through anxiety, tangled in burnout, and slowly losing my sense of purpose. Life felt like a loop: wake up, fake energy, go through the motions, collapse at night, repeat. But on this particular day, something cracked open. Not loudly, but quietly, like a whisper you almost miss. I was scrolling through my phone, desperately trying to feel something. I stumbled upon a video—just a short clip of a girl talking about how she had finally started healing. She wasn’t doing anything dramatic. She just spoke with a softness in her voice that made me stop and listen. She said, "I stopped trying to fix myself and started trying to understand myself." Those words hit me like a tidal wave. I paused the video and sat still. For the first time in a long while, I let silence come in. I didn’t scroll past the feeling. I didn’t try to bury it. I just sat there, breathing, heart pounding, tears filling my eyes. Because the truth was, I had been so focused on surviving, I forgot how to live. I had been so obsessed with being strong that I never gave myself permission to be human. And for the first time, I saw my pain not as a problem to solve, but as a message. A quiet, persistent cry from a part of me I had long ignored. That was the moment everything began to shift. I started asking questions I had been too afraid to ask: What if being lost wasn’t failure, but the beginning of being found? What if my sadness wasn’t weakness, but evidence of how deeply I feel? What if I stopped pretending and started being? That day didn’t fix my life. It didn’t magically erase the scars or give me all the answers. But it gave me something far more valuable—it gave me permission. Permission to rest. Permission to cry. Permission to hope again. In the weeks that followed, I started doing things differently. I wrote in a journal, not to be wise or poetic, but just to say the truth. I sat with my feelings instead of rushing to escape them. I told a friend, "I’m not okay," and for the first time, I meant it. And slowly, I started healing. Healing isn’t always loud. Sometimes, it looks like getting out of bed when you didn’t think you could. Sometimes, it’s choosing to take a deep breath instead of yelling. Sometimes, it’s just looking in the mirror and saying, "I’m still here." That one quiet day was the turning point. Not because it gave me everything, but because it showed me that I already had something worth holding on to: myself. It’s hard to explain how much one moment of honesty can change a life. But it did. I started seeing my broken pieces not as flaws, but as maps—each scar telling a story, each crack letting the light in. I began to believe that maybe, just maybe, I didn’t need to be perfect to be worthy of love, of peace, of a good life. We often wait for big moments to change us. But sometimes, it’s the quiet ones—the days when nothing seemed special, but something shifted inside. So, if you’re feeling lost right now, I want to tell you this: your turning point might not come with noise or drama. It might come in silence, in tears you didn’t plan to cry, in a sentence that suddenly makes your heart ache. And that’s okay. Because change doesn't always arrive with thunder. Sometimes, it comes as a whisper. And if you’re willing to listen, it can lead you back to yourself. That was the day that changed me forever. And I didn’t become someone else. I just became someone real.
By Sun-Jinwoabout a year ago in Writers
The path back to God
The verse that we will open the door to deep thought with this time is an extraordinarily subtle message of the Quran, which resonates with wonder and devotion in the world of human thought. The verse highlights an aspect of Allah's creation and control that not only increases the depth of human knowledge, but also opens the door to his heart—illuminates the path to return to the Creator. Today's verse is:
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Writers
The Confession Booth
The last time Daniel entered a church was the day of his mother’s funeral. That was twelve years ago. He hadn’t planned to come back — certainly not today. But something about that voicemail had dragged him here. No words. Just a long pause, and the sound of slow, uneven breathing.
By Nomiabout a year ago in Writers
Whispers of Wisdom
I used to believe that life’s greatest lessons came crashing in like thunder — bold, sudden, and unforgettable. But I was wrong. It wasn’t in the grand speeches or the dramatic turning points that I found clarity. It was in the ordinary. The quiet. The seemingly forgettable moments. It was in the whispers.
By Muhammad Atifabout a year ago in Writers
Seeing it Her Way
"Here!" shouted Klaus. Robert kicked the ball to him. Klaus grabbed it and threw it down to the ground between the two piles of jackets that formed the makeshift goal post.
By Gill Jamesabout a year ago in Writers
Infrared-Seeing Contact Lenses Turn Humans into Night Visionaries
Seeing Contact Lenses Turn Humans into Night Visionaries What if you could see in the dark—without goggles, flashlights, or even turning on a lamp? Sounds like a superpower, right? Well, science is making that dream a reality. Thanks to the latest advances in nanotechnology and materials science, infrared-seeing contact lenses are now being developed to let humans see beyond the visible spectrum, right into the infrared.
By rokib ahmedabout a year ago in Writers
Lionel Messi: The story of a legend who won by losing
🔹 A story of difficult beginnings Messi was born on June 24, 1987, in the city of Rosario, Argentina. As a child, he was diagnosed with a rare disease called 'growth hormone deficiency, due to which his body was not growing at a normal rate.
By Leo Samiabout a year ago in Writers
Who Was Mukul Dev? Veteran Actor Passes Away at 54
The Indian film and television industry is mourning the loss of veteran actor Mukul Dev, who passed away at the age of 54. A familiar face in Hindi cinema and regional films, Mukul left an enduring mark on audiences with his versatile performances and charismatic screen presence. His sudden demise has left his fans, friends, and fellow actors in shock and grief.
By Brian Henabout a year ago in Writers
Allah Almighty says, "I deal with My servant according to his thoughts."
The Messenger of Allah (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) said: "Allah Almighty says, I deal with My servant according to his thoughts."
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Writers
Billy Joel’s Health Revelation: What His Candid Disclosure Means for Music and Mental Wellness
In a recent and revealing interview covered by The New York Times, Billy Joel — a name etched into the soul of American music — opened up about his private struggle with a brain disorder that’s been quietly impacting his life. Known for his lyrical brilliance and piano mastery, Joel’s admission is more than just a celebrity health update — it’s a powerful reminder of the silent battles many people, especially aging artists, face behind closed curtains.
By Ashley Scottabout a year ago in Writers
A Journey Through Love and Loss. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
We met in the quiet season between who we were and who we thought we’d become. At first, everything felt effortless — like the world had finally placed the right two people in the same room at the right time. You smiled, and my whole life shifted.
By Firozabout a year ago in Writers