It's a story of a girl from a rural area somewhere in South Asia. It's not a true story but it could have been.

I wrote this to my girlfriend on valentines day along with a long letter. But she liked this few lines lot more than my long letter.

Assalamo aleykom! Here is an easy islamic prayer/salah guide. Plz leave me a message if there is something unclear or if you can'y seem to pronounce something right. I basically just wrote the way I would read it, at the information I got from an AMAZING youtube video alhamduliallah! It's called Prayer Guide, so if you want to hear and see the pronunciation for yourself the link will be here too! For any questions about Islam or anything at all really, just inbox me! :) yazakallah kayran<3

hello if you find hard time to get a site that transulate the Quran to different langues here you can find it thanks. please check out my book about islam http://www.wattpad.com/story/22477629-about-islam and the Quran in spanish http://www.wattpad.com/54800874-holy-quran-spanish

In a religious, traditional and loving Muslim family, there lived a girl with loud and different opinions of her own. Unlike the other girls, Mahra believes in transforming her dreams into reality. She is the first independent woman in her 'Arab' family. For a young girl like herself, she goes through a lot of trouble to achieve what she wishes in her life and for her precious Job. Just when she thinks life's going on perfectly, steps in a man who ruins everything that she's built from all these years. Despite all the hatred she holds in her heart for him, somehow fate brings them both together. A beautiful tale of an unfulfilled love story, that is both enchanting and mesmerizing.

He pinned me to the wall and said "You are like a prisoner. You have no freedom here, this house is mine and everything goes here by my words. Just stay in this room and dare you come out". His eyes contained anger, whereas mine were filled with tears. Saying this he left the room. I sat down crying fully broken. This marriage is like a thorn, it pricks me every hour, every day and will prick till the end of my life, without the name of getting out. **************** Kashaf, a lover of freedom. She is the only daughter to her parents and so was bought up with great love and care. She gets married to a man who takes away her freedom. Will she be quiet? Zain, a man with secrets and serious anger issues. Will he be able to control his past from destroying his present and future? When these two gets married, presence of each becomes a thorn, "A marriage of thorns". All rights reserved ©

"Deah=light, Yusor=easiness, Razan=straight (مستقيم). It is no coincidence that Allah SWT (God) chose the three that literally describe the path to Jennah (paradise)" - Layla Barakat (Mother of Deah Barakat) The three left the world, were shot dead by an atheist, but they left behind a legacy. They are our inspiration.They are our heroes.They are the three winners❤

[ Winner of Competitive Journeys held by Spiritual_Universe ] Junaid was not interested in proceeding on with life, not until he saw the girl dressed in a black abaya. Standing by a food truck, cooing to a kid, she seemed to be the epitome of perfection. She was all what he wanted, everything he thought he would never need. It would have been easy for him walking over to her and striking a conversation had they led a normal life. The fact remained that they were anything but normal. They lived in the refugee camp at Palestine! Living a life of restriction in their own land, will they ever find peace? What about love? Will it make its way into their lives? Read on to find out =) ________________________________________

A Summary of Mishari Al-Kharraz’s Lecture Series “How to Taste the True Beauty of Salah” Kuwait 2008 By Mona Hubbi Free for copy/distribution Food possesses a special flavor. So does play. So does the spending of money. Even laughter has its special flavor. All these flavors share a similar pleasure, but the pleasure of true faith (Iman) is different from all the rest in this world. This is because it is not a state of the people of this world, but a state of the people of Paradise!- as Ibn Al Qayem said. What do the people of Paradise feel? You will know- if you have experienced that sweetness and beauty. Have you ever tasted that beautiful sweetness of faith? Those who have say- It is sweeter than honey, but in reality is incomparable to anything we know. We want to try to taste this sweetness. This is our goal- To taste the sweet beauty of Iman and all that is in it. And we start with the sweetness of Salah- How to taste the true beauty of Salah!

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)