As I sit here today reflecting on life, I find myself returning to one thought: beneath everything we acquire and become, we begin as equals. This may be a concept some disagree with because much of the world measures people through material success, education, profession, appearance, family background, influence, and social position. Yet I have always wondered: if these things determine our worth, why do we enter this world possessing none of them? We arrive without wealth, qualifications, status or even a piece of clothing belonging to us. We are completely dependent on another human being for survival. At the end of life, there is another stripping away. The possessions remain behind, positions are filled by others, and eventually even the body through which we experienced life returns to the earth. Somewhere between our arrival and departure, however, we create an entire system of labels and begin using them to decide who matters more. From my perspective, Allah created us wi...
This morning, I found myself sitting in silence, listening to my morning fortune tune. As the music played, I closed my eyes and felt as though I had been transported into the heart of a forest. I could hear birds singing in the distance, the gentle dripping of water, and the rhythmic sound of waves meeting the shore. It was one of those rare moments when the outside world disappeared, and all that remained was stillness. In that stillness, a thought entered my mind so quietly that it almost whispered. I came into this world with nothing. And one day, I will leave this world with nothing. For a few moments, I simply sat with those words. They carried a strange sense of peace, yet they also challenged something deep inside me. If I own nothing in the beginning and nothing in the end, then why do I spend so much of my life wanting? Why do I sometimes feel hurt when people do not give me the attention I hoped for? Why do I become attached to relationships, achievements, recognition, or ev...