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Things Fall Apart

Everywhere. It's destruction. It's the breaking of things, to make way for the new and better ways.

It fucking hurts.

How much pain can I see all my friends in? My family? Myself.... the world?

I feel as though my hands have been chopped off and I'm bleeding on the battered, shattered victims of life. I'm collapsing on their broken backs.

I cannot do a thing at present.

For myself. For others.

All I was, I am no longer.

The world at my feet and....

I am NOT giving up hope ever again.

~~~
Dear God, Allah, YWH...

I am writing my big list. It's huge. These are all the people, things, events, relationships that need healing. I've tried, but I can barely send myself healing. And so, today, I leave it all up to You. Every single problem, I send to You. That's it. You're in charge today.

Sukaina Juma
Tazeen Mohsin
Imran Ali Gul
Sidra Zaidi
Mum
Farhat Rawji-Kara
Fatima Datardina-Moledina
Hussein Ali Moledina
Murtaza Moledina
Fatema Ismail
Aleisha Ebrahim
Madiha Madda
Ashiya Desai
Sarah Hussain
Zehra Kamani
Sakina Jiwa
Fatima Shabbir Alibhai
Ruqayyah Shabbir Alibhai
Sabira Shariff
Lynda Neeves
Umair Alam
Gulam Abbas Habib
Becki Habib and her child
Razia Habib
Imran Lakha
Shamim Lakha
Tahira Lakha
Sabiha Lakha
Ali Lakha
Akber Lakha
Abbas Lakha
Aquila Haji
Zain Haji
Siddiqua Alibhai
Firdaus Haider
Ibrahim Mohamedali Juma
Fatima Juma
All the homeless people I meet
All the distressed people I meet
All the Muslims worldwide
Every single person who has been kind to me, given me food, water, love, help, advice, listened to me, a lap to cry on, have spared a prayer for me, given me respect, a kind word etc.

Every other person I can't remember but who needs it... and whom I pray for, am praying for...

All my relationships, every single relationship I have, including the ones I've ended, or no longer am in but still remember.

My health. It's in the shit.

My abundance and the abundance of everyone else...my shelter, security, dignity, ezzat...

My deen.. my salaat, my faith... my everything...

Pakistan... and all situations on the entire planet that need healing.

Thou Knowest best , I do not...

~~~

Help me today. Help me.
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