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أَلاَ بِذِكْرِ اللَّهِ تَطْمَئِنُّ الْقُلُوبُ
"Verily, in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest."
in state of impurity or pure, NOTHING stops you from making dua'a, or doing dhikr.
So... I Want U To Note Down...!
PLEASE.
these aren't mere dua'as, these are powerful dua'as so before reading make the intention of learning. plus, i request my sisters and brothers, prepare a pen and a sheet of paper, or a special NOTE BOOK please. note these adhkar, in roman, or direct in arabic, along their meanings and benefits, for it shall help you till your last breath in shaa Allah!!♥️
aye insaan sambhal ja,
aur akhirat sanwaar le!
ae insaan parhle isse pehle...
teri namaz parhai jae...
keep it in your Qur'an if you read Qur'an most of the time of a day, otherwise stick it in your room or kitchen, a place where you'd glance often.
love you for the sake of Allah.
your sister in Islam,
niqabi.
في أمان الله
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