I once read something a while ago and in my most desperate moments I remember it and it gives me nothing but ease. It was:
"Allah will never make you fall.
He'd either catch you or make you fly."

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Ikki inson. Ikki xil tanlov. Ikki turlicha hayot yo‘li...
Biri kelajagini qurish uchun uyini tark etdi.
U muvaffaqiyatga erishdi, mustaqil bo‘ldi, hatto moliyaviy erkinlikka ham erishdi. Bir vaqtlar orzu qilgan maqsadlarini ro‘yobga chiqardi.
Lekin...
Har bir yutug‘i ortida oilasi va yaqinlari bilan qayta yashab bo‘lmaydigan eng qimmatli lahzalarni boy berdi.
Boshqa biri esa oilasi yonida qolishni afzal ko‘rdi.
Yaqinlari bilan, o‘zining hotirjam uyida.
U har bir xotirani, muhim voqealarni va og‘ir kunlarni ota-onasi, aka-ukalari, opa-singillari bilan birga o‘tkazdi.
Uning hayoti mehrga, sevgiga va baxtga to‘la edi.
Lekin...
Ba'zida u o‘zidan so‘rardi:
"Agar boshqa yo‘lni tanlaganimda, nimalarga erishishim mumkin edi?"
Oradan 15 yil o‘tdi.
Ular yana uchrashishdi.
Biri o‘yladi:
"Muvaffaqiyat ortidan quvib, juda ko‘p narsalarni yo‘qotmadimmi?"
Boshqasi esa:
"Uyda qolib, juda ko‘p imkoniyatlarni qo‘ldan boy bermadimmi?"
Va shu payt ikkalasi ham bir haqiqatni tushunishdi:
Har bir tanlov senga nimanidir beradi...
Va shu bilan birga nimanidir olib ketadi.
Sen istayotgan har bir hayot ma'lum qurbonliklarni talab qiladi.
Tanlamagan hayoting esa uzoqdan doimo osonroq va yaxshiroq ko‘rinadi.

Haqiqiy hotirjamlik esa tanlagan yo‘lingni so‘roqlashni to‘xtatib, u senga bergan ne'matlarni qadrlashni boshlaganingda keladi.


@NotesInevershared

O'zingizni taqqoslashingiz kerak bo'lgan yagona odam - bu kechagi
" siz “
Siz yaxshiroq bo'lishingiz kerak bo'lgan yagona odam esa - bugungi " siz "

I looked at an old picture of myself today,
and it hurt more than I expected.
Not because I miss how I looked,
but because the person in that photo still smiled without forcing it.
They still looked like someone who had never begged themselves to keep going.
And I couldn't stop thinking about everything that was about to happen to that person.
Everything they were about to lose.
There's no way the person in that picture would recognize me now.
And I swear, the person in that picture deserved more than becoming me.

@notesinevershared

Hidden Sins, Hidden Mercy


Sometimes I feel embarrassed when people call me a good person, because deep down, I know the parts of myself they cannot see.
The truth is, I am not as good as people think I am. I have made mistakes, fallen into sins, and struggled with things I would never want anyone to know. If people see goodness in me, it is not because I am deserving of their praise. It is because Allah SWT, in His immense mercy, has concealed my sins.

He has protected my dignity when I could have been exposed. He has allowed people to see the little good in me while hiding the countless flaws within me. And that thought humbles me.

So when someone calls me a good person, I don't want it to make me proud. I want it to make me grateful—and afraid of becoming the person they think I am without ever becoming better before Allah.

May I never mistake Your ستر for my own righteousness. And may I spend the rest of my life becoming worthy of the mercy You have already shown me.

Endi SIZ o'sha kam qo'ngiroq qiladigan do'st
Doim band farzand, oilaviy davralarda kam ko'rinadigan qarindoshsiz.

What is a subtle sin?

Pretending.

Pretending to be loyal when your heart is not. Pretending to be a friend when your intentions are not sincere. Pretending to be kind when kindness does not live within you. Pretending to be helpless when you are simply avoiding responsibility.
Pretending to be someone you are not may fool others for a while, but it can never fool the truth.

Be real. Be honest. Be yourself.

Not a single night goes by without me stressing about my future. Guess that’s the price of wanting more.