The moon of the happiness
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Tragedy strikes upon us as an uninvited guest , and we think that this uninvited guest knocks the door of the most happiest of beings .... but little do we know that these uninvited guest are are the most beautiful gifts for us from our creator , the most beautiful lessons from ALLAH(SWT) to the one he loves .......and when these test are passed by us believers , we become the best of ourselves ........
The griefs radiate its light as the sun , it strongly expresses itself , while the happiness is the moon , though it may not be able to express itself in best of its way , but still its beauty steal our hearts.... but both , sun and the moon are important for the existence of life , surely the tests and the rewards are important to balance life . Subhanallah, how beautifully ALLAH(SWT) created it , surely he is the best of planners .........
So , come into a journey with me , where these people try to find the best of themselves , by passing these test , by moving on from the tragedies , believing in ALLAH (SWT) and by passing the test of belief ...so will us believers be able to understand the plan of ALLAH (SWT) .
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