A Tale of MushuThaLohari

[viinnttaaggee]

it takes years to learn the difference between who to let go and who to be patient with. the same way it takes years to know what you deserve and what you don’t. so hang on there, growth and experience come with time.

[yesterdaysprint]

[the-chosen-half-of-one]

Bookstore clerk: Can I help you with anything?

Me: *sitting on the floor and stroking the covers of my favourite books* No, just checking on my children

[mushuthalohari]

تَهادُوا الحُبَّ غَيباً بالدُّعَاءْ

[mushuthalohari]

God never closes one door without opening another, and He never takes anything away without giving something better in return. Allah says: "And when My servants ask you concerning Me, then surely I am very near; I answer the prayer of the suppliant when he calls on Me, so they should answer My call and believe in Me that they may walk in the right way." [Surah Baqarah (2:186)]

[ph6amy]

اللهم اجعلني ممن لا يفعل إلا خير ولا يقول إلا خير ولا يُذكر إلا بالخير

(via ph6amy)

[love-personal]

[pathtowardsallah]

Ya Rabb, Ya Karim, whoever wishes good for me in the secrecy of the night or in the openness of daylight, grant them double of what they’ve wished for me. And whoever wishes harm to touch me, pardon them and stretch distance and forgiveness between us.

Ameen (via lipstick-bullet)

[chettiofficial]

I love the feeling of a book in my hands. My fingertips run over the cover, sensing the magic of the adventures that lie within it. The possibilities: Expansion of my mind,soothing of my soul. Knowledge is power.

Chetti (via chettiofficial)

[bandar-khader]

‏اللهم أينما كان الرضا اجعله دائماً في قلبي

(via bandar-khader)

[houseofgreysanatomy]

A little coffee. A little sunlight. Your troubles will get smaller.

Richard Webber (via allofthegreysanatomygifs)

[6i]

everybody loves a woman’s independence until it threatens their ego.

[fuzzysparrow]

It’s not hoarding if it’s books

[inkskinned]

“i still love you but last night instead of scanning through our text messages a little rabbit looking for the flaw in her den; i went to sleep and forgot about them i still love you but my hair smells like a new brand of conditioner and i cut it so i feel light, i feel whole and your hands wouldn’t recognize it, have never run their course through the new styles i’ve been trying because i don’t care if you like it down anymore i still love you; some part of me fears that i’ll always love you, a small seashell amount, a shard of glass hidden in my bedsheets i still love you but i am learning how to love myself as wide as beaches, to check under the covers for sharp things and when i find them, to put them somewhere i won’t see i still love you but i am better at loving me.”

— r.i.d

[thinkofitasablessing]

[hebdomania]

[manchannel]

Salto & Sigsgaard. 

[mushuthalohari]

Turn not your cheek away from people in scorn and pride, and walk not on earth haughtily; for God does not love anyone who acts proudly and boastfully. Be modest in your bearing and lower your voice; for the ugliest sound is the donkey’s braying.’ (Luqman 31: 18-19)