Tuesday, 19 February 2019


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"In 10 years, some of you will no longer be living with us. In 50 years, many of you will be gone. In 100 years, each one of you will be under the ground, buried in the dirt you once walked upon heedlessly. Your fate will have been decided. Oh soul, to where will you go? You will become just a memory for some, while for others..... forgotten.

Life will keep going, time will keep passing, generations after generations will follow. Without you. The place you once called home will be lived by strangers. New memories will be made, while old ones erased. Everything you once owned will have a new owner. Those who loved you dearly will have others brought into their lives, who they will also love.

100 years from now, you will have a new place to stay. A home just for you. A perfect match to your size. Some will be in bliss, while others in regret.

This world we all chased after, cried for, held in such great importance will be meaningless to us. You were once constantly reminded about this fleeting life. This illusion. This temporary enjoyment. You were once constantly reminded about your next home, the forever life, the Reality. But it's too late now. There's no return. You had a whole life to live. A whole life to prepare for your death. Your meeting with Allah is soon to come. Standing in line, you will soon be questioned. No one by your side to help. Family and friends gone. Each in concern of their own selves.

100 years from now, you'll wish you can talk to yourself today and say..... "this Dunya was never worth it" "

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