A loss for earth, but a gain for the almighty.

Why do people pass away?

Why is it the good people leave us, and feel so much pain? When all they've ever done is distribute vast amounts of love and knowledge to each person who ever entered their life? Why is it always those ones that get the bitter end of life?

So many questions for such a sensitive topic, a topic that scientists and religious leaders have been trying to get to the bottom of for centuries on end,  but is it really down to us to have the right of knowing something so sacred?

We are all born here as sinners, to correct ourselves for a better after life, a clearer brain in this life, and a better nights sleep. It's this morality that makes us good people, but its the same morality, conscience and care we hold for other humans that hurt us, it's knowing a beautiful human being with a heart of nothing but Gold, being able to converse with them and feel their atmosphere, then coming to terms with that person leaving us.

Hold on to their memories and thoughts, keep them alive in your laughter and understand that this life is merely just that. This life. It passes us by in seconds, and never forget for a second that although you may see someone who is dying a bit earlier than you, doesn't mean you are not dying with every passing second, we are all working are way up to that. It is a scary thought but only scary because of the unknowing, right? Feeling the fear of hurting your loved ones. You know, there's a few lyrics by my favorite artist Tech..

"And it's the people that love you that seem to hurt you the most"

"Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond
'Cause you never really know what you got, until it's gone"

How accurate can he get? Live your life, do right by your morals and by your faith, keep Allah in your heart and he will help you, it may seem as though he is not listening; but one day you will wake up and thank him for not answering your prayers, sometimes what we want isn't always what's best for us, or for the people around us.

I'm going to finish this post with something to help ease the pain, and reassure you that your loved one is in a better place:

"Abu Sa`id and Abu Hurairah (May Allah be pleased with them) reported: 
The Messenger of Allah (PBUH) said, “When the dwellers of Jannah enter Jannah, an announcer will call: (You have a promise from Allah that) you will live therein and you will never die; you will stay healthy therein and you will never fall ill; you will stay young and you will never become old; you will be under a constant bliss and you will never feel miserable.” [Muslim]."

Rest in paradise.

Lots of love,

Natashah

 

Strangers vs Lovers

I believe Love happens to everyone, but I believe a reciprocated love only happens to a few.

Some of us get glimpses of Love through our lives, and we feel like we've known the most powerful love anyone could ever know; whilst some people get whole-hearted love yet feel like they can do better. Ain't that something?

It's never even about the overrated aspects about Love that fascinate me, you know.. those cliche things like good morning texts, random flowers and "he's the best thing that ever happened to me" talks.
To me, it's more about having a friend who's that little bit more to you, that person you can wind up that little bit more and get away with it, that person who makes you feel great and makes you feel like the person you want to be. It's about having a jokey relationship but knowing when to be serious. It's about funny insults and sitting on a bench for hours on end just talking about nonsense simply because the bond between you both is so strong that simple leisures are refreshing.

I've found that the people who have this mind-state and mentality towards Love are usually the ones who can get anyone they want, except the one they already have. Bizzare? Let me explain..
Although you're appealing to the people who aren't used to a bare and blunt Love like yours; the person who already thinks they have that love from you often poke at you until you turn into the person you promised yourself you wouldn't be, you start picking at things that never really meant much to you before, you are faced with an iceberg that refuses to budge so you become this monster because the person you decided to invest all your crazy Love into didn't appreciate it.

Yet..to the stranger you're the most perfect human.

How ridiculously insane is it that you can spend an hour with a stranger and they can see everything you are, but you can spend years with your spouse and they still don't know.

Life is the biggest player, and sadly its two-timing all of us.

Peace.