Ambivert

Being kept around and being fully chosen are two very different things.  One feels like waiting in the background of someone’s life, the other feels like being the reason they show up. Being kept is convenience, answered when it’s easy, remembered when it’s lonely. But being chosen is intention, consistent, certain, and proud. You won’t have to question where you stand, when someone truly chooses you. There is no confusion in genuine care. So don’t settle for almost, for sometimes, for “when it suits them.” You deserve someone who doesn’t just keep you, but claims you with clarity, with effort, with their whole heart. Because love should never feel like you’re waiting to be picked.

What slipped away was only a chapter, not the story meant for you. For every goodbye you held in tears, a better hello is already on its way. Do not grieve what faded into yesterday, for tomorrow carries gentler light. What’s written ahead of you is kinder than what stayed behind. The past may echo with what you lost, but the future whispers with what you’ll gain. And in those quiet whispers, there is a promise of something better. Every ending you cried over was mercy you didn’t yet understand. For what is coming toward you is softer, sweeter, and meant to stay. You didn’t lose it, you were being led somewhere better. Because what’s written for you ahead outshines everything left behind.

Leave behind what’s meant to fade, Trust the plans Allah has already made. For every tear that stained your night, He’s written ease, He’s written light. Don’t chain your heart to what is gone, Your Lord has better to pass upon. In every loss, a mercy lies, In every fall, your soul can rise. What’s written left was never yours, What’s coming next holds open doors. Have sabr today, let your قلب believe, For what’s ahead will never deceive. The past is gone, don’t let it stay, It steals your peace, it clouds your way. Turn to your Rabb with hope so true, What’s yet to come is خير for you. You lost something? Then let it be, Your Lord replaces beautifully. For every ache your heart once knew, A better plan is made for you. Let go, move on, don’t look behind, True peace is in a trusting mind. For when you trust His perfect decree, Your future blooms in serenity.🌙

It is a curse to have a heart that feels too much and a mind that overthinks. It feels true when you’re exhausted by your own emotions and thoughts. When you replay conversations, imagine worst-case scenarios, feel pain too deeply, and care more than others seem to. A heart that feels deeply is capable of rare empathy, loyalty, and love. A mind that overthinks is also a mind that analyzes, reflects, and seeks meaning. The problem isn’t that you feel too much or think too much. The problem is when those two turn against you instead of working for you. When, feelings become self-blame.  Thinking becomes fear.  Reflection becomes rumination. Sensitivity + intelligence can feel like a curse in a loud, careless world. But in the right balance, they’re strengths most people don’t have. Maybe it’s not a curse. Maybe it’s power without boundaries yet. ~Ambivertsyed

Imagine moonlight whispering secrets to a flower bowed by dew. That's the tenderness in Allah's words to women in the Quran:  " Do not be sad ."  These aren't just words; they are luminous embraces meant to soothe the soul. See how gently He speaks:  "So that her eyes may find coolness and she would not grieve." (Al-Qasas)  It's like a soft hand wiping away tears.  Again,  " That their eyes may find comfort and they may not grieve." (Al-Ahzab)  A promise of solace. Even in moments of great trial,  "Do not grieve," (Maryam) a whisper of hope.  And again, a double blessing: "Do not fear and do not grieve." (Al-Qasas) Why this repeated tenderness? Because Allah, in His infinite wisdom, understands that a woman's sorrow resonates deeply. It's not a fleeting shadow, but a storm that can shake her very core, dimming her light, weakening her strength, and stealing her peace. He sees the delicate architecture of her hear...

On the night of 27th Rajab, year 621, the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) took a journey across the heavens that would come to be known as Isra and Miraj ('The Night Journey'). This was a physical journey (not a metaphorical), with important spiritual elements. Travelling on the back of white beast, horse-like, called Burak (which can mean 'lightning' or 'bright'), the Prophet (pbuh) visited first "the further mosque". "Exalted is He who took His Servant by night from al-Masjid al-Haram to al-Masjid al- Aqsa, whose surroundings We have blessed, to show him of Our signs. Indeed, He is the Hearing, the Seeing." Quran, 17:1 Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) himself described this extraordinary experience in the following words: "Then Jibreel (Gabriel) brought a horse (Burak) to me, which resembled lightning in swiftness and lustre, was of clear white colour, medium in size, smaller than a mule and taller than a (donkey), quick in movement that it put its fee...

The year of letting go, of understanding loss, grace of the word 'no' and also being able to say 'you are not kind'. The year of humanity/humility, when the whole world couldn't get out of bed. Everyone I've met this year, says the same thing 'you are so easy to be around', how do you do that?' the year I broke open and dug out all the rot with own hands. The year I learnt small talk and how to smile at strangers, the year I understood that I am my best when I reach out, the year of sugar, everywhere softness, sweetness. honey.  The year of being alone, and learning how much I like it, the year of hugging people I don't know, because I want to know them, the year I made peace and love, right here. I hope you learn to prioritize the people who bring you peace. The people who mirror the same length of love as you give others. The people who stand by your side - not in every moment but rather in the moments that matter the most. The people who matt...

𝙃𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙃𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝. ~𝗠𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗺

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