K-A-K
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Salam all. I am well aware of the fact that all of you are questioned about this and I know that it troubles some. But what other option do i have. I don`t know what to do at all. I had no idea that life would take such a turn and I`d be standing here one day. But well, here i am.. requesting you guys to help me with the issues that i have.
To begin with, I was born into a Muslim family.. a family that tries to stick to the rules of Islam. i mean prayer, hijab, zakaat, family ties etc. They do all of this very well MashAllah. I do not deny that at all for i know they do it with the purity of their hearts. im sure many of you have such families and the only thing that they lack is teaching the children the true islam and how it blends in with the meaning of life. ive never been told that. from childhood till today i have been told that There is 1 God, Muhammd saww the last prophet. we have to pray 5 times a day and fast in ramadan. etc. all that i know and i have tried to do it. without really weighing the meaning of doing all this. without understanding what it means to do all that. back in my home country and this present secular state, i studied in the mostttt modern, westernized schools and university. we all know in places such as these studies mean everything. life isn`t a priority. and that is how i have spent all my life. i prayed whenever God made me pray. in my youth (im 20 now) i prayed regularly in ramadan or when my dad passed away 10 years ago. or when other relatives passed away. or whenever i had an inclination to pray. by 16 years of age, i had entered the crucial educational age and started praying regularly. probably because i wanted help from Allah. that i got. AlhamduLillah. till now by Allah`s will i have guarded my salaahs to the best of my ability. but i feel empty. i dont think i prayed for Him. i did not even know the meaning of arabic. or i prayed because of habit. or the frenzy feeling of not missing out on what you do.. talk about it...
i feel so empty and i hate myself. half a year ago. i fell ill. and i had no idea why. doctors didnt know. but as an intuition i knew Allah SWT wanted something from me. i dont know why i felt that but i did feel it. i somehow started giving time to arabic meaning with my relative uncle, who mashAllah is very learned. and i really thought about what i recited in the salaahs. and then i alone put in the best of my effort. i read and read. i prayed and prayed. and i felt happy from inside. i really did. life meant a lot to me now. but this was the climax. the breakthrough. i now had questions about life. i was at crossroads now with the views that i had been taught and the views that people had. i go to a univ here in a secular country. i see all the bad stuff but AlhamduLillah i do not engage in them. but they trouble me. i had weird courses.. all secular type. that were totally against the importance of Divine. and i learnt about crazy stuff. and it troubled me... why people would do this. And you all know Quran is very powerful. it truly disturbs a person about life if we do not give it time. and i was so excited about reading and knowing that i lost the hold. i lost it. i take it to be my fault. im not ready to play the blame game. it was my fault. i could not align the two types of knowledges. and i got lost. and im so afraid.
i had so many questions about other religions and AstaghfirUllah mine too. nobody had an answer about anything. and i now feel that i have given up on my religion. i pray. i fasted. i do everything i can. but i still have questions from life. its not right. or have i become an apostate. or a munaafiq. my family has no idea about my present state.. and therefore i feel like a munaafiq. even in this stage i havent said one bad thing about islam or life. i keep it to my self. its my burden and im carrying it. rather i share whatever good i learn with my younger siblings and cousins so that they can know what life and islam is in their youth, as opposed to me. i dont want them to go through what i am going through.
i am so torn from inside. i cant study at all. all day long i think about Allah. His Message. Which one of it is right. Is He trulyyyyy there, im sorry im writing this but i have noone here. i am blaphseming i know, but i need to know. i WANT HIM to be there. because then ill have a purpose in life. i want islam. i have no issues with hijab and abaaya. or praying 5 times or even the tahajjud. or fasting. i have no problems. and i want Allah to be there. and jannah and jahanum. i want to know what life means and that we`re here not because of some crazy explosion and random mutations.
i`ve been going through this since so many months and it only increases. my heart is so full. i cry , i pray. its as if there is some pressure on my heart.... my chest.. i feel it except when i pray to Him that He removes it. otherwise, the pressure remains. i never wanted this to happen and it has and i have no power to undo it. i think I have angered Him for he gave me chance by giving me Islam before and i didnt value it. i was too busy concentrating on this life and sidetracking salah , etc. and i feel that im a hypocrite and He hates them the most... but then i think if He has hidden my faults .. should i keep quiet about it too and pray that He guides me...! i dont know.
I have no issues with being His slave. that i am. i didnt exist at all and now i do. i had no right to exist. and yet i do... but the world troubles me. free will troubles me. nobody has ever explained this to me. why have people stopped believing in Him and have taken the other way around of social darwinism. why. is life all about this.
i want to feel Allah SWT. in my heart. the peace. has anyone ever felt that when they embraced Islam.. or not... do they feel the peace that He has to offer. I want to feel it. and will He accept me now even though I disrespected His trust. Trust me, i have been making effort. I cant fill in the void of all the years but i can still struggle. I have spent all this troubled time reading The Quran, books about islam, hadith, life, God, etc. i know its not enough... but i want to have the hope that He will help me. I fear that i really have angered Him. I had no right to question but i honestly could not control my nafs. I am Insaan afterall... i know its not an excuse,and i take the blame. I dont blame the shaytaan for it.. it was my nafs, my worldly needs that misled me. my lack of faith and indulgence in this life. i know it. but i fear that He may reject me. though i havent stopped praying to Him.
I have planned that i will study Arabic and understand the Quran inshAllah. because no language has really done justice. AlhamduLillah i have good writing skills and i want to write for Him .. about Life and how we should approach it. i want others to know it before its too late... too much of my time has already run out. i wonder if i die now, who would i be. a muslim... a hypocrite... or nothing.
i dont think it is a coincidence that all of a sudden i want to think about life. i mean before this, i was happily spending life.. i had everything.. i prayed but i dont think it was a prayer that He would have cared about since alongside i was doing wrong things like watching random tv stuff and not exactly conforming with the hijab and its associated restrictions. in short i was doing whatever i had been told was right to do. i steered my life to whatever place it went to. and now i guess, I have landed here. I want to believe in God. and not because my family believes in it. My family hasn`t exactly explained a lot about life... it was by Allah`s Mercy that i landed in a muslim home.
i sincerely want Allah to be here. and i want to feel Him. i want Him to guide me and give me answers. i know i have stupid questions but i have a finite mind and i cant think beyond a certain limit. the world and its pains trouble me. i hear about stuff and i get depressed. and then i sometimes cry and wonder if it troubles Him. afterall we are His creations and He loves them more than parents too.. He originated us... :S i am such a sadistic person. i never was one. i was so different and now i am like this. i want this to be over for the best. and i want my hypocrisy to go away.
i am extremely sorry that i shred such a long post. but trust me, i have missed out on so much. ive had a long journey... and it still is going on...