From Despair To Tranquility (Hassan Davis' Diary)

From Despair To Tranquility (Hassan Davis' Diary)

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As a Muawiyah Holmes reader, I'm sure you definitely wish to go through all the books and diaries that I've mentioned in that book. Because I absolutely adore bringing those short books and diaries to life! This is professor Hassan's all-time favourite diary where he write beautiful reminders, he started it when he was not even a revert. Another reason for this book is to write as many reminders as I come across because I cannot fill Muawiyah Holmes book enough. This book only has extracted benefits and reminders from Tafsir Ibn Kathir. May Allah increase us in beneficial knowledge.
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

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