Today was a special day.

What’s so special? nothing much, I just bought a car!
Where’s the achievement? My first car, Alhamdolillah.

But still, I’ll not remember this day primarily for that. I’ll remember this day forever to remind myself about the absolutely adorable and blessed people I have around me all time.

When I landed in USA, I used to hear stories and suggestions from people that I should stay away from tradational Muslim people and that I must get into friendship circles of white/black/local/native Americans who are going to be more helpful, cooperative and worthy of being around with. I was never comfortable with this idea. I’ve this problem, I am absolute straightforward and natural in my interactions. Now, to be around such people, if I have to change the way I really am, I wouldn’t survive. So, I couldn’t survive!

I am not being racist, but I am trying to make a case here: one should never choose friends to make some worldly use of them and if he or she cannot behave naturally with those friends. Still, I’ve all kind of friends, independent of religion, color, creed or nationality. I love intermingling with people and learn their perspectives about things around us.

But still, with the grace of Allah SWT, out of nowhere, I found some pearls from heaven living around me. To call them *just* friends is equivalent of disgracing them. They are the true brothers and sisters in faith who only know one definition of love i.e. love for the sake of Allah SWT.

When someone does a favor to you, you really want to do something helpful in return later on. But for somethings that people do to you, you just can’t thank them enough. There is just no way to say “I am grateful” and feel good about it. You miss something from the inside, you miss a satisfaction that perhaps you didn’t say enough “thanks” or that you didn’t show enough courtesy. Today, this happened again with me.. and as usual I felt the helplessness at it’s best when I came back after a long day with them to rest in my cute little room.. again all alone.

Anyways, I’ll summarize. From the depth of my heart, I’ll be eternally grateful for each word and every action of this beautiful little family that keeps me hopeful, cherished, and satisfied. If I’ll ever be able to be a part in helping them, I’ll start from giving up the best that I’ll have then. I do and I would forever pray for them with the most sincere good wishes.

What did I learn once more? the fact that if I can’t even thank a couple of fellows, how would it ever be possible for me to thank Allah SWT, besides other things, for giving me more opportunities  to live and ask for repentance? Allah-hu-Akbar!

Asalamalaikum.

p.s. SCW -> SW 🙂

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