That laughter did not just echo in the air...

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There was a time I spoke of my dreams the way a child speaks of the stars softly, innocently, with affection in my voice.  I shared them not as a burden, not as a demand, but simply as a piece of my heart. And somewhere along the way, my dreams were misunderstood, and the very thing I had trusted with affection  was turned into something to laugh at. That laughter did not just echo in the air, it echoed inside my chest. And something fragile within me shattered quietly. My intention had been pure. My words had been gentle. But still, they were misunderstood. So slowly I learned to hold my heart back, to keep my dreams folded within my silence. Today, while standing in prayer, I spoke of those same dreams again but this time only to Allah. And suddenly I understood something. Those dreams were never meant to be carried by the world. Where my sincerity was misunderstood, Allah understood it before I even spoke. Where my heart once felt small, He made it feel seen. For I always k...
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Shab e Baraat Mubarak...🤲

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SHAB E BARA'AT MUBARAK
TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY...🥀

LAYLAT AL-BARA'AH ADAB

READ SURAH YASEEN
Prophet Muhammad said the heart of Holy Qur’an is Surah Yaseen, and Yaseen is the name of Prophet, which means the heart of Qu'ran is Prophet! Also, the heart of Yaseen is al-Fatihah, so when you recite Surah Yaseen on Laylat al-Bara'ah, you will be blessed. Allah manifests His Beauty, Light and Knowledge on everyone who observes this night.
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After Maghrib or Isha prayer, we read Surah Yasin three times, and after each time read a special dua with the following intentions:
1st reading is for long life.
2nd reading is for protection from calamities.
3rd reading is for not needing/relying on anyone but Allah.

SALAT AL-KHAYR
Afterwards, at home or in congregation, perform Salat al-Khayr, 100 rakats prayed in sets of two rakats. In each rakat, recite one Surat al-Fatiha and ten Surat al-Ikhlas (total 1000 Surat al-Ikhlas). Some people keep track of rakats on a misbaha (tasbih, rosary beads).
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FASTING THE DAY OF BARA'AH
Due to its tremendous baraka, Prophet Muhammad highly recommended fasting 15th Shabaan (mustahabb) and a vast majority of Predecessors of the Ummah did. ❤️

NOTE Some are observing Laylat al-Bara'ah on Tuesday night and fasting Wednesday, others will complete the adab on Wednesday night and fast Thursday. ❤️❤️❤️

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