Sunday, 15 September 2019

The sands of time..



My son’s marriage is going to held next week. He bought gold ornaments for his new bride. But last night he very much surprised me by showing me the new gold jewelry set he bought for me! This is the happiest day in my life. I had to sell all my jewelry to survive with my 5 children for years after the death of my husband.

I had to sell my bangles that I started using after my marriage as well as my earrings that I got from my father and even the nose pin that carries the symbols of my husband.

Life was very hard for years after years. I started to battle for my 5 children. The battle was all about having some food to feed them. I worked at some people’s house as a maid. They used to give me a half kg of rice after a whole day work and after coming back home I used to cook this rice. Sitting around on the floor I used to feed them from one bowl with my own hand so that I could feed them equally.

We used to live in a room made of cane and it was badly broken-down. I had to spend night after night not sleeping to protect my girls from evil people.

I could not send my daughters to school! When feeding 5 children everyday was already the biggest challenge, how could I send them to school? Even I could not provide any clothes for my 4 daughters. They used to wear used clothes given by the family I was working for. They could not go to school wearing old ragged cloths. In very difficult circumstances I managed to marry off all my daughters. Every day my life was a struggle to find the necessities of survival. I continued to struggle without any hope of light.

But I never could stop the education of my son. He was very interested in his studies. He continued his school wearing my blouse and even his elder sister’s pajamas.

Only his invincible desire for changing our fate and becoming educated changed our lives from night to day. For the last 10 years after finishing his education he has been working abroad. There was a time when I did not have even 10 taka cash in my hands. Now I count thousands of taka every month.

One day when my son was young, I gave him some cold rice with Salt before his school and he asked me, “Don't we have anything else?” I replied, "Grow up and buy a fridge for me so that I can keep everything you want in it!” With his first salary, my son bought me a fridge. Furthermore, he brought electricity into our home. Never in my wildest dreams did I think of enjoying the delight of electric light in our house. He even bought a colour TV which makes me feel very shy when I watch it.

In my life after struggling so much, I learned one thing: just working hard or getting an education is not enough. One has to carry the invincible desire to change the lives of their loved ones.

- Koyer jaan
[Credit - GMB Akash]. ( COPIED & PASTES)

Friday, 13 September 2019

The Glitz and Glamour of Islam Written by Naadira Chhipa


Today Islam is being glamourized. Hijaabs, cloaks, abaayahs and even niqaabs are seen as a fashion statement. Prices ranging from R2000 , R12000 to R25000 for an abayaah. Our iftaar and Eid table setting has to reach gourmet as well as intagramable standards. Our hair, nail colour, face and body needs to be picture perfect even in Ramadaan.  Models advertising for modest wear without covering their hair. What has become of the Sunnah and simplicity in Islam? There is extravagance in every aspect of our lives.

From our dressing, to our dining, our homes and our lifestyles screams materialism and obsession over appearances. This is a sad reality of the glitzy world we live in today as Muslims we have forgotten the essence, purity and simplicity of our religion. We have honestly forgotten our purpose in this temporary life as we try to be more, do more and show more.

Our grandparents and parents were raised in a time of simplicity. They may not have had much materialistic items but there values were priceless. They may have not had a smartphone or social media but their connection, communication and unity remains precious. They were not as 'educated' nor did they have information at their fingertips but their knowledge and wisdom illuminated the world. They did not have access to the best madressahs or islamic institutions nor could they view Muftis lectures online but they had fear and love for Allah, love for our Beloved Prophet Muhammad(S.A.W) so much so that they followed his Sunnah in every aspect of their lives. 

We have become an Ummah who follows the latest instagram sensation. We have become an Ummah that will respect our brothers and sisters based on financial and social status. We have become an Ummah who will see wrong but applaud it in the name of being 'open minded and non judgemental'. We have become an Ummah who is losing our identity as we sink deep into despair and darkness of this duniyah.-Naadira Chhipa

Wednesday, 11 September 2019

Rizq..



A man is absent from his work one day & during that day his boss realises how much work he does, so decides to increase his pay.  On pay day when he receives more money the man doesn't say anything.   

A few days later he is absent again & the boss is angry & decides to cut his pay.  When he gets less money on pay day he again quietly takes the money without saying anything.   

The boss asks him the reason & he says the first time I was absent I was blessed with a child & when u increased my salary I realised that he brought his rizq with him  

The second time I lost my mother & when u decreased my salary I knew she took her rizq with her.  He said why should I argue when اللّه Subhana Ta'ala has taken responsibility on Himself to provide rizq for everyone.  Nabi sallallahu alaihi wasallam said (to the effect)   

“If you place your trust completely in Allah, as it ought to be, then surely you will be provided sustenance in the manner that birds are provided sustenance. They leave in the morning with their belly empty and return in the evening with their belly full.” (Tirmizi #2344)  Every person’s main worry & concern is his/her sustenance. 

This overwhelming worry results in tension & high stress levels. The moment man’s gaze moves away from اللّه Subhana Ta‘ala, then he begins to feel that the burden of sustenance lies completely on his shoulders. 

Man needs to take a lesson from the birds - the lesson of trust. Adopt the means & make a reasonable effort, but always have one’s complete trust in اللّه Subhana Ta‘ala. This will bring much relief in our lives in sha اللّه.   

In Ar Razzaq, the All Provider I place my complete reliance & trust. It is not my diplomas, degrees or my signatures on contracts or business deals that guarantee my provision. It is only through His Loving Mercy that He Provides for me, his sinful servant, even without asking.  

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

*Unpopular opinion*





In the age of freedom of speech, why is it when a person stands up for the truth, (and i refer here specifically to an Islamic perspective) people are so quick to take offense. They do not address the matter nor provide any coherent response, but seek to mock and discredit the messenger. 

Hadrat Umar is reported to have said that it saddens him that people who speak the truth have to be shy and careful while those who are completely deviant are unhindered in sharing their evil.

Allah has said that *reminders BENEFIT the BELIEVER* ....
If you take offense to the reminder then perhaps you should reflect on your EGO. 

Iblees and Adam (AS) both erred. It was how they responded thereafter that decided their fate. Adam AS responded with humility and regret. While shaytaan responded with arrogant defiance which lead to him being cursed for eternity. 

I have shared information regarding the articles I have received, and I will continue to do so. In sha Allah. *I am simply creating awareness for those who wish to keep their iman in check.*

The reality is that, Ulema have been inundated with reports from women who have suffered adverse reactions from tampering with their energy fields.

They are now looking into this matter with concern as *people are losing their IMAN*  by adopting belief systems that are totally against our Islamic aqeedah (beliefs) 
Our iman is the most precious commodity. It's a type of "energy" that Allah ta ala has placed within us. This makes us different from everybody else. We cannot do what everyone else does. While it may work for them, it will be dangerous for us.

Don't allow foreign energies (that even those who teach don't fully understand) from unknown sources to mix and contaminate your pure iman.  

*And they ask you, [O Muhammad],about the soul. Say,"The soul is of the affair of my Lord. And mankind have not been given of knowledge except a little"* (17:85)

All the information we have in this regard is from *kufr sources*. For the sake of your Iman, it is best to steer clear. Research the sources of information before adopting a belief. 

*Allah is the light of the Heavens and the Earth. He guides to His light whomever He wills.*
What an insult for those who are blessed with iman to seek "enlightenment" through other avenues! We have been given the Qur’an and sunnah to follow for this purpose. 

Allah clearly says in the Qur’an, there is no compulsion in Religion, so you are free to do as you please.
 *La kum dinukum wa li yadin*
 Remember however, you are not free from the consequences of those choices. 

Each person has the responsibility to check if they are on the right track. It is far better to correct ones beliefs in THIS WORLD rather than find yourself in a terrible problem in the AKHIRA.
You will be questioned regarding what you indulged in and what you encouraged others towards. 

May Allah protect us, guide us and keep us steadfast on the straight path.

Umm Muhammed
The Millennial Muslimah
#livewithdistinction

Monday, 9 September 2019

The struggle is real



I've always ran against the wind and succeeded. Failing was never an option.
After losing my dad, I questioned myself as my life turned 360deg.
I got involved in many projects and my fight with surviving and my fight with not letting the fibromyalgia cripple me began.
It's a daily struggle for me and for many out there.
I am blessed to have people in my circle that catch me before I fall, as I continue to forge forward, still running against the wind.
Truth is everyone is fighting a battle of their own, its not our place to judge, its our place to help each other forge forward.
I've been getting messaged from many people reading my posts, a simple quote that's just what they needed to get up and get going. It's a small gesture to post something positive and give someone out there that glimmer of hope that's just what they needed to get out of bed, gather their thoughts and try again.

Remember you are not alone. Everyone is struggling with something.

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Sexual Abuse in the Muslim World: By Naadira Chhipa




She was born into a wealthy family.Her parents adored their little princess and gave her everything she could ever want.They loved her yet failed to protect her.She was just 5years old when her maternal uncle asked her to get comfortable with him on her bed.He sang her favourite nursery rhymes as he molested and destroyed her innocent body, mind and soul.Her parents never spoke to her about that 'bad touch' so she thought it was a game until her mother found her naked next to her uncle.Her parents were distraught yet they took no legal action as it would destroy their reputation.That little girl was forever destroyed and never again did she ever feel safe or protected not by her parents, not even in her own home.

He was the first born son to a pious family.His mother started teaching him the Quraan at the tender age of 3.He loved learning the Quraan and aspired to be a Hafiz someday.He was dropped off by his parents every afternoon at the house of a renowned aalim.He soon completed memorising half the Quraan when he began to stagnate.He became introverted and stopped reading his Salaah.When his father tried to speak to him, he would shut himself in his room for hours.The aalim of the uloom always favoured him as the rest of the class left he would be asked to stay behind and revise yet behind closed doors this innocent boy was sexually abused by his respected aalim. He soon ran away from home and began living on the streets, smoking weed.The police found his lifeless body hanging from a tree in the nearby park a week later.

She was married to her high school sweetheart.They were married for over a year when he started to develop an addiction to pornography.He would ask her watch these evil sexual videos with him and demand she re-enacts every dirty position she viewed even if it was haraam.His addiction became an obsession and soon he became a sex addict.He would force himself on her day and night even as her painful screams echoed through the house he would savagely fulfil his needs without concern or remorse.She could not seek help as her mother had said,'it is your duty as a wife to fulfil your husband's needs no matter what he asks of you'.She silently endured years of sexual torture until oneday he went too far and she passed away due to internal bleeding.Her family knew nothing of it and he was never brought to justice in this world.

We need to start speaking up and speaking out against sexual abuse.Yes my sisters it is happening in the Muslim community, we and our children are not immune to such evil.It is sad that we shy away from educating our children about sexual abuse.Many of our sisters are suffering in silence being abused emotionally, physically and sexually by the men they made nikkah to.They have no escape nor do they have support from their families.We need to expose such evil characters even if they are our beloved spouse, respected aalims or close relatives.Keep the doors of communication open between you and your children.Educate them about sexual abuse according to their age and level of understanding.

Allah has blessed us with a body, mind, heart and soul that is precious and sacred so respect yourself enough to speak up, speak out and seek help.

Nobody deserves to be abused.May Allah protect us and our offspring from the predators that are known to us and unknown to us.

As mothers, sisters, aunts, friends, cousins, granmas and Muslimahs let us unite to create awareness of this evil that strips our dignity, robs our innocence and destroys our body, mind and soul.

Friday, 6 September 2019

Dont judge by whats on the outside..

My mother used to cook beans, but before she cooked the beans, she picked the bad and dirty beans and threw them at our backyard and only cooked the good beans.
But when the rain came, the dirty and bad beans became seed and grew up and looked beautiful; interestingly, that same person who threw them away started harvesting them; and she starts to see that the beans she threw away some time ago had value. 

​Now let me tell you​

1. Don't cry when people throw you in the backyard, 
2. Don't cry when they reject you, 
3. Don't cry while they are looking down at you.
4.some may see you as burden.
5.some may say you are too dull.
5.some may say it was because of your past mistakes .Don't worry.

The rain is coming and the same people who are rejecting you will invite you.

Allah loves even those that are left out and looked down upon.
Allah will bless you, just stay connected to him and everyone will see how valuable you are.

​Just Encourage Someone....🙏

Wednesday, 28 August 2019

Bbn Business Expo Networking Breakfast



Drop me an email to attend.. Shireen@bbnbusinessnetwork.co.za

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Tuesday, 27 August 2019

The exam room, called life



Every day brings on new tests, to remind us this world, this duniya is an exam room and we are here to be tested.
Anything or anyone that enters the heart and we as humans put before Allah, will be used as tools with which we will be tested... Our loved ones.. Family, friends, children, parents, spouses, etc.

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The masks we wear..



Abuse is a constant in many lives, be it at home, at work, from life to loved ones, family, friends, colleagues.. Physical abuse is visible, the scars are visible, it can heal without much effort. 
Emotional and psychological abuse is invisible, it's inside a person. You may take note of a person's behaviour and think badly about them and say something is wrong with tgem not knowing that they are enduring or have endured extreme emotional or psychological abuse hence their behaviour is a product of that.

Some mask the pain, mask the hurt, mask the wounds and just continue with life. They soldier on painting a happy face and one will never realise that they go home and breakdown once the mask falls off.
A very important point made by Sister Naadira Chhipa at this weekends event.. Put yourself first, invest in yourself, heal your inner wounds or you will bleed on everyone around you sometimes unintentionally.

There are many coaches, counsellors, sister groups, support groups, get there and let out your pain, your anguish, your story.
Take time out for yourself.
You have but one life and any moment could be your last, live it alive, and not like the walking dead.

Sunday, 25 August 2019

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You are worth it



I want you to remember something. No matter what they do to you, no matter what they say or how they behave. No matter how alone you feel or unworthy. No matter how long the days are or how bumpy the road feels beneath your feet. I want you to breathe, deep and right to the bottom of your toes. I want you to reach down into the depths of you, into your very soul. 

I want you to know that you are worth it. You are worth more that all the diamonds on this planet, more priceless than gold. You are valued beyond all the riches, the treasures and the money. These are just things. You are worth more that their fleeting glances and spotty attention. You, you are a soul more beautiful than all of this combined. You are worth more than all of these times by a thousand. You are priceless. You were born worthy. Never forget that. 

Ara Campbell

Saturday, 24 August 2019

DONT DEMOLISH YOUR HUT BY SEEING THE MANSION OF OTHERS.


Don't compete for WEALTH & STATUS in the race of life, since no single soul, even most wealthy, will ever win this race .
Their house maybe larger than yours, so make shukr both have homes. 
Their car may be later model than yours, so make shukr both have means of transport.
Their clothes may have designer labels, so make shukr both have clothes on your backs.
Their passport may have more stamps in it than yours, so make shukr both have a warm home to return to. 
Their gourmet dishes are works of art compared to yours, so make shukr both never sleep hungry. 
Their dedication to new diet, gym and exercise inspires you, so make shukr both have good health. 
Their children always seem to reach milestones faster than yours, so make shukr both have children. 
Their pictures of family is flawless, so make shukr both have loving families. 
Their qualifications on the wall may be higher than yours, so make shukr both have intellect. 

Comparisons and competition are endless,  yet we will all meet the same end.
A set of white kafan (shrouding) and deep graves. 
BUT IF YOU DO WANT TO HAVE COMPETION, THEN .....
They trying to understand and memorize the Qur'an, so compete with that. 
They trying to perform all their salaahs with concentration and on time, so compete with that.   
They trying to improve their character, so compete with that. 
They trying to cultivate kindness,  generosity and respect in their heart to become a better example to family and friends, so compete with that.
They trying to help others, earn halaal sustenance, donate to charitable causes, run a feeding scheme, help widows and the orphans, so compete with that. 
They want to get closer to their Allah and beautifies the garden  of their mind with knowledge, zikr, forgivenes and PIETY so the love for Allah never stops growing in their heart.... 
Now that is your ultimate competition. Let us all compete in earnest for the highest stages in Jannah..

Wednesday, 21 August 2019

MY WIFE, I AM SORRY






He woke up in the morning and found her praying. He heard her praying for him.He stared at her. It has been a long time since he has seen her praying. For the past few months, they have been arguing. Last night, they had a nasty fight.He went to the kitchen in a hurry to prepare himself breakfast.

These past days, she hasn't been cooking for him. Shock on him. He found breakfast already set at the table. He ate. He went back to the bedroom, to prepare for a shower. She left the shower. "Good morning. Have a blessed day" she said as she entered the bedroom and he left for the bathroom. After his shower, all dressed up for work; he found his wife at the kitchen, eating breakfast in peace. She was looking at some funny videos on her phone and giggling. He looked at her then walked out the door. The last look he had of her before he left was of her at peace.
That last look disturbed him. This is not how she should be. This is not how she has been. He has been hurting her, she has recently found out that he has been flirting with other women, he has cheated once and used money meant for their family on other women. She should be angry.Her peaceful demeanor disturbed him.

Tuesday, 20 August 2019

This is love.


And so there are some who spend their whole lives seeking. Sometimes giving, sometimes taking. Sometimes chasing. But often, just waiting. They believe that love is a place that you get to: a destination at the end of a long road. And they can’t wait for that road to end at their destination. They are those hearts moved by the movement of hearts. Those hopeless romantics, the sucker for a love story, or any sincere expression of true devotion. For them, the search is almost a lifelong obsession of sorts. But, this tragic ‘quest’ can have its costs—and its’ gifts.

Have you been in their company?



I've experienced many a toxic person in my life, even from childhood days.
Peoples constant criticism.
Peoples constant pressure to do things that I was not comfortable with.
Peoples constant disloyalty.
Being taken advantage of.
Being put in situations that is detrimental to an adult key alone a child.
Being used and abused for my helpful nature.

Today I give thanks to those people, for all that they afflicted on me and more.
I have clearly exceeded my expectations of myself in who I've become, while you are buried alive in your toxicity.

#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire 

Nothing is impossible..



At 41, with health conditions at an all time low i took a leap and signed up as a property agent. Starting up entailed course attendance, studying and an examination.

I really thought I wouldn't make it.
My pressure was high, meds were giving me side effects. I had just come out of hospital and was still recuperating. My fibromyalgia flares were at an all time high.

And at many times dye to my failing memory, I just felt overwhelmed.
Surprisingly, I aced the exam. And sold my first property 6 weeks after I signed up as an estate agent.

Never give up on yourself. It's by Allah's grace and mercy and the angels that he sent into my life that constantly give me the support, strength and courage to never lose hope and continue to forge forward.

Today, at 43 I am continuing in my pursuit of knowledge to better myself and my business interests.

It's never too late for you to invest in yourself.

If I can, you can! 

#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire 

Monday, 19 August 2019

Bbn Business Network Power Hour



The next best thing to take your business to higher levels is the concept of networking. Bbn Business Network offers you this opportunity in various different locations. This Thursday we will be at Jimmy's Killer Prawns at Gateway.
Join us in an early morning networking session  that will empower you and your business and grow your reach.

Never pass up an opportunity to market yourself and your product or service.

Just as advertising and marketing is an important aspect of any business, so is networking.

Whatsapp me on 0835978602 or email Shireen@bbnbusinessnetwork.co.za to confirm attendance.

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Friday, 16 August 2019

Women of Wonder Awards



CrCredit to from @durbanmuslima (@get_regrann) - I am Shireen Mansoor.
A social media Marketing enthusiast and a Property Agent at Rawson Durban City and Rawson Berea. 
I am honoured, to be a recipient of the 3rd annual Panache Women of Wonder Awards taking place next Saturday 17 August at Izulu theatre - Sibaya starting at 7pm! 
Tickets available at Computicket , see you there.

#ShireenM #Rawsonberea #RawsonDurbanCity #RawsonPropertyAgent #DurbanMuslimaMediaMarketing
#PanacheWomenOfWonderAwards   edit to from @durbanmuslima (@get_regrann)  -  I am Shireen Mansoor.
A social media Marketing enthusiast and a Property Agent at Rawson Durban City and Rawson Berea. 
I am honoured, to be a recipient of the 3rd annual Panache Women of Wonder Awards taking place next Saturday 17 August at Izulu theatre - Sibaya  starting at 7pm! 
Tickets available at Computicket , see you there.

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Thursday, 15 August 2019

Saving yourself...


WRITTEN BY A COP:
Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or a loved one's life. In daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation... This is for you, and for you to share with your wife, your children, & everyone you know. After reading these 9 crucial tips, forward them to someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.

The point I have reached...



I was asked to write a bio on myself. It's only when one puts pen to paper that one can recount a life of lost moments, achievements, milestones..

I can only say that I am where I am and achieved what I have by Allah's grace and mercy, by following my daddy's principles, by my hard work, determination and perseverance, by the faith of the people that took me under their wing in my worst and lowest moments and never gave up on me.

Every day has it's own mountains to climb, it's own momentous moments, it's own adventures.

Through the blood, sweat and tears, we reach a point of success.

#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire 

Tuesday, 13 August 2019

Cazabella Ladies Afternoon


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Spoil yourself..


Delays...

A couple of weeks ago, I bought a fan. When I opened the box, I couldn't find one of the pieces. I called customer service, and they said they will send me a free fan. After I hung up, I found the missing piece (lol). So I called them back and told them that I found the piece (It was a thrilling night).  They said they already processed the other free fan and that I could still keep it. So I got an extra free fan which is awesome because I don't have an AC and my apartment can get pretty hot. 

Fast forward a couple weeks: I ordered a chair set, and the package kept not arriving when it was supposed to. Three times, it didnt show up by its promised arrival date. And three times, I called the company saying that I still didnt get it. Finally, the guy told me the package is lost and that he will send me another chair set. When I asked him, "what if I still get the lost package plus the one they sent me?" He said, " ma'am this package is lost and untrackeable and you definetly won't receive it."   The next day, I received the "lost" package and today I received the free one they sent, so I now have double. 

Reminder/Lessons my Heart received from this:

1.) Sometimes when we can't find things  (like my missing fan piece), that is okay.  Sometimes we are veiled for a reason. God chooses what we see and can't see. Because I swear, I turned that box inside out looking for the missing piece and found it so easily only right after I got off the phone with customer service and had already gotten the free fan.  We tend to hate not having all the pieces in our lives, but missing pieces are part of our journey too and they also serve a purpose. They are usually guiding us towards something we have to gain.

2.) God never delays a thing unless He is setting us up to receive more than what we originally expected. While I was calling customer service all those times asking "why my package didn't arrive on time," I didn't know that I would later receive double what I wanted. I was veiled from what I was about to receive. 

3.) What people say does not hold any weight compared to what God can do. Do not let people ever tell you that something is impossible. Nothing is ever too great for God. With Him, there is nothing "lost," nothing "untrackable," nothing that can't be found, and absolutely nothing He can't bring right to your door. 

4.) There is a baraqah & blessing in every delay. Just because we may be veiled from them does not mean they aren't happening and they aren't in motion. 

A reminder to myself first.

#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire 

Sunday, 11 August 2019

WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY.......




The thing is, people will always always have something to say. They say what they need to and move on with their lives and we sit with their judgemental, selfish, baseless opinions, allowing it to lurk in our minds and cripple us.  

What will people say? 
The more relevant question is.... 
Why should you care?
These 'people' thrive on watching you squirm under their narrow minded scrutiny. The less informed are often the most opinionated.

Since forever, people have based their choices and often life determining decisions on WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY... Hence we have become a society on a treadmill, we are working  so hard to please others when in reality it's never ever going to get us anywhere.... 

Basically...

You can't get married too young. They'll say you're desperate for a man... 

You can't get married too old... They'll say you're desperate for a man... 

You can't not marry... They'll say you can't get a man.... 

If you choose not to get divorced... They'll say you can't stand up for yourself... 

You get divorced... They'll say you're ungrateful... 

Don't marry rich, they'll say you're marrying for money... 

Don't marry poor... They'll say you can't do better... 

Don't dress up too much.. They'll say you're showing off... 

Don't dress like a simpleton.. They'll say you're a slob

Don't cry.. They'll say you're weak

Don't be strong... They'll say you're cold... 

Don't eat too much.. They'll say you're greedy... 

Don't eat so little... They'll think you're dieting.... 

Don't, don't, don't..... 

So go for misery, buy unaffordable, go into debt, be single but get married don't be happy but be happy, cry but please not too much.... 

People will have you in a straight jacket doing cartwheels before they'll ever be remotely close to being genuinely happy for you. 

These people that we're trying to please are driven by envy when it comes to your career, beauty, intelligence, marriage and lifestyle so why are you waiting for them to applaud your success in life? 

You'll have a greater chance of seeing a fire spitting dragon walk down your street than seeing these 'people' happy for you.... 
Speaking of dragons.... Let's talk about these snivelling aunties that will record everything they see, from your clothes to your actions and then it's action replay when they all get together to 'discuss'.. "You saw what she wore" and "You saw what she did" 

Are we destined to be nothing more than this? We're either worrying about others or worrying about what others say... Both habits will guarantee a wasted life filled with things that don't concern you. 

Aim for success by worrying what Allah SWT will think. Our decisions affect our lives and dua alone will redirect the incorrect choices.

Mistakes make you human and laughing at the mistakes of others will be YOUR mistake because the people you mock and ridicule may not always know or hear what you say but your Creator does and since He is your Greatest judge, you're playing with fire my dear.... 

Decide today to take charge of your own life and refuse to be bullied by society that will always talk irrespective of your decision. Break free from the opinions of others and liberate yourself as their constant approval will imprison you and trust me, it'll be a life sentence because people will always have something to say..... 

Your life your rules!!

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Alhena by Azra


When Azra was 4 yrs old, I did a crash course on a trip to Pakistan on the basics of henna application. Since then my little one was obsessed with it.
What turned out to be a love of henna for me turned into a business venture, called Mendhi 4 u.
It took us on a journey to wonderful events, across SA, homes all over Durban and we met alot of wonderful people.
Whilst my business grew, Azras obsession grew as well, applying mendhi alongside me at various events, etc. 
But all things have an ending point and when I had my last bout of brocho pneumonia and my fibro had gained momentum, my hand was unsteady and I coaxed a very young Azra into taking over a pre- booked bridal appointment.
She was hesitant at first and then she jumped straight into it. Thereafter there was no looking back. Even though i had stopped trading at the then Essenwood market, Azra persisted and traded on her own, applying mendhi. 
Azra mastered the art and seventeen years later she's become a sought after mendhi artist @alhenabyazra

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Saturday, 10 August 2019

Fighting the brain fog in the mornings



A Real solution to brain fog that we fibrofighters suffer from in the morning, is fajr salaah.
Dragging yourself out of bed for this pre-dawn prayer has helped in reducing the power of the fog. Try it

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I am a Fibro fighter and this is my story

Aches and pains were there growing up, together with IBS, a weak immune system and other fibro related symptoms were apparant in my growing up years, but the gp's just treated it with pain killers, antibiotics etc.

With time I managed the symptoms, having to put food on the table I had no choice. 
I pushed myself to my limits always. I never was average, I was over and beyond in all that I did be it work related, or the home. I strived for excellence in success not just to succeed. 

Fast forward to my early 30's. I was pregnant for the second time and this time round I had loads of aches and pains. The Dr said not every pregnancy is the same. Other than the aches and pains I was good. Worked till a few hours before my delivery and had a really quick and easy delivery with no issues.

At the same time, my dad was in the last stage of cancer.. Bedridden. My mummy took care of him and I helped as much as I could. 
His passing away brought a sense of relief as I could not see his suffering. His suffering and his death changed my mindset and after some minor issues at the workplace I resigned after a lengthy service.

Health issues started creeping up on me, starting with bouts of depression. I started my own businesses, trading at events, teaching arts and crafts at schools. Again pushing myself to the limits to put food on the table. 

At an outdoor fair, one night I got really sick, next day Dr said I had a bout of bronchi pneumonia. 
Few wks later in the midst of planning my first fundraiser my baby got broncho pneumonia and ended up in hospital.

A week later after a successful event, I once again got sick, the dr diagnosed me again with broncho pneumonia. Meds were not helping, and my husband gave me his meds.. That turned out to be a huge mistake. 

I started convulsing and blacked out. 

I was rushed to hospital. 

Little did I know that this was the start of a vicious attack on life as I knew it.... 

To be continued.. 

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True colours...


In my sphere, I became a public entity due the work I was involved in. Yes, I gained a huge network but the downside is that the public started assuming they own me. Where I am, what I was doing, who I was with... All became juice to the public.
Amongst people, the jealousy and envy grew to the point that these toxic people that i started cutting out of my circle began a campaign to destroy me.
But what goes around comes around, through all my trials, tribulations I'm still standing tall.
I'm a fighter, and my fight for survival continues despite the backlash I face. The people that stood by me in my worst moments, are the only people that matter. I am grateful to Allah to have brought me this far and to have sent me the genuine support I needed when I needed it most.
In good times everyone wants to be your friend and in your circle.
In bad times.. That's when you see whose true and whose not.

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Collecting the pieces....



I was at the grocery store this morning and heard a loud crash and something shattering. Being nosy, I walked towards the sound and saw some people whispering and looking back to the end of the next aisle. When I walked down that aisle, I saw an older lady had hit a shelf and many things had fallen to the ground and broke. She was kneeling on the floor embarrassed, frantically trying to clean up. 

I felt so bad for her, and everyone was just standing there staring at her. So I went and knelt beside her and told her not to worry and started helping her pick up the broken pieces. After about a minute, the store manager came and knelt beside us and said, “Leave it, we will clean this up.”

The lady, totally embarrassed said, “I need to pay for all this first.” The manager smiled, helped her to her feet and said, “No ma’am, we have insurance for this, you do not have to pay anything!”

If you have read this far, I would like for you to give me a minute. Wherever you are, close your eyes, and imagine God doing the same for you!

Collecting the pieces of your broken heart from all the blows life has thrown at you. God will heal all your wounds. He wants to heal you! He wants to take care of your soul! 

We can have that same insurance and it’s called GRACE!
#copied.

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Thursday, 8 August 2019

TO THE SISTER WHO QUIETLY CRIES


I couldn’t help but wonder how many sisters in that room were in pain, and facing some trial, silently, and bravely, as we came together to worship Allah in prayer.

And you’d never know…

How many were calling out to Allah for His Mercy, knowing that He is the only One who can relieve their distress, forgive them, set right their affairs, and only in His remembrance would their hearts find rest?

Trials are the nature of this dunya and everyone is facing something, 

And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient, Who, when disaster strikes them, say, “Indeed we belong to Allah, and indeed to Him we will return.” Those are th ones upon whom ar blessings from their Lord and mercy. And it is those who are the [rightly] guided. Surat Al Baqarah: 155 – 157

I wanted to take a moment to make Dua for all of the sisters who are struggling , who are facing trials, who feel like their hearts have been shattered into a thousand pieces…

To: the sister who cried quietly in her salah ,

The sister who is exhausted,

The sister who is heartbroken,

The sister who feels overwhelmed with it all,

The sister who feels numb, because so much has happened,

The sister who feels disconnected, from people and from her Lord,

The sister who is lonely because she’s alone,

The sister who is lonely in her marriage,

The sister who cries every night, to her Lord, knowing He is the only One who can help her,

The sister who is no longer able to make sujood because her body is failing her… as her disease progresses, her muscles have stopped working. Alhamdulilah, she can still walk – with help, but she doesn’t know for how much longer,

The sister who is struggling with invisible illness – in pain and battling to get through each day, putting on a brave face, trying to stay positive and not let the comments ‘But you look fine’ get to her,

The sister who has been told by the doctors that she only has a few years left. They don’t know exactly how long,

The sister who has been trying for a baby for years, and endures regular hurtful and probing comments from others. She knows children are from Allah, but still, she feels the pinch of their words,

The sister who has had IVF so many times, but they never took,

The sister who miscarried, again, and felt like a piece of her heart broke when she lost her baby,

The sister who is trying her best to fulfil her obligations and take care of her kids, but is so so tired,

The sister who has lost someone she loves, and she misses them every day,

The sister who was recently diagnosed with cancer. They don’t yet know if it’s spread,

The sister who is battling cancer and the treatment is gruelling,

The sister whose eyesight is fading,

The sister whose child is sick, very sick,

The sister whose child has been hurt,

The sister who is struggling with anxiety, depression and other mental health issues,

The sister who is struggling with oppression,

The sister whose world has been devastated and her life shattered by shocking news,

The sister whose marriage and home is emotionally turbulent,

The sister who is widowed and struggling to get through each day, trying to support herself and her children, one step at a time,

The sister who is divorced and heartbroken, and trying to get back on her feet, one step at a time,

The sister struggling to find work, who needs to pay the bills,

The sister facing eviction and homelessness,

The sister who doesn’t know how she’s going to feed her children tonight,

The sister from Syria, whose city and country have been destroyed, who doesn’t know anyone that hasn’t lost someone they love. All she wants to do is go home, but she can’t,

The sister who is living in a refugee camp, relying on charity to feed and clothe her and her children. She’s alone , Her husband didn’t make it on the boat crossing,

The sister who is walking, carrying her children and the few belongings they managed to save. Walking, hoping thatl wherever they are walking to will be safer than where they have come from,

To every one of you, and all the other sisters who are facing innumerable challenges, my love and du’a go out to you . Know, dear sister, your solace and comfort lie with ;
Allah, Ar-Rahman, the source of our relief and the reliever of our distress.

He is Able to Do All Things. 

Turn to Him and cry.

Pour your heart out to Him.

He is the One who can bring you ease, who can set right your affairs, who can relieve thelp burden that is weighing on your heart and know, for your patience, your reward awaits you in Jannah, In Sha Allah 
a place where there is no sorrow or hardship; only eternal bliss and closeness to your Lord.

This life is temporary and surely we know we will be tested but this life will also be over in the blink of an eye, and the reward in the Hereafter is beyond our imagination,so hold on to Allah in your darkest hours, when you feel like there is no one else in the world.

Hold on to Him and know, with absolute certainty that He will never leave you, never let you down and that your reward lies with Him. He is the Most Merciful, and He is ever near.

BE KIND TO EVERYONE

As I posted this, it was a reminder to myself, first and foremost, that we never know what others may be facing in silence. The sister next to you in Salah could  be facing the greatest trial of her life.

As we pray tonight and every night let’s remember the sisters who are struggling in our du’a.

And as we move through this blessed month and beyond, let’s make the effort to be compassionate, to help where we can, to ease the burden of others if we are able, to be patient and to be kind to everyone.

A smile and a kind word to your sister might be a ray of light in the darkness of her day.

Your silent du’a for her might be answered.

As received.  May Allah reward the beautiful, kind and considerate soul that wrote this with an elevated status and reward you in both worlds for your humbleness. آمين يا رب العالمين

Monday, 5 August 2019

Do You Think Your Wife Is Bad ?


In the city of Baghdad, there lived a great scholar. One day a man named Zahir approached this scholar to complain about the manner in which his wife would talk to him. On reaching the Scholar’s house, Zahir noticed that the Scholar’s wife was speaking to the Scholar in the same way his wife spoke to him.
Zahir thought to himself, “I came here to talk about my wife’s ill-mannered speech towards me, but the Scholar seems to be facing the same problem I have been facing.” So he turned around and began to leave. Meanwhile, the Scholar came out and called Zahir back and enquired about his visit. Zahir told, “I came to moan about my wife, but when I saw your wife talking to you in the same way I decided to go back”
The Scholar explained, “I have taken up a forgiving nature towards my wife because of the things she does for me”. He continued, “My wife serves me delicious food each day, she washes my clothes every day, she raises my children in the best way, she goes to buy grocery and other stuff from the shops, she takes care of every need of the family, also she saves me from the bad things of the society, she is my comforter when I am angry, my friend when I need advice”
After listening to the Scholar Zahir replied, “I derive the same benefits from my wife like you do, but I never thought the way you did and never overlooked her mistakes and shortcomings.” I shall adopt the same nature like you from now on Zahir said and left happily.
Moral of the Story:
This is a reminder to every husband and wife to not complain about your spouses’ faults and shortcomings. Try to overlook the mistakes of each other in order to keep the marriage and the society peaceful. Hasten to forgive each other. Recall the past good that the other person has done in order to achieve peace and harmony.
Adopt forgiving attitude towards your spouse and see for yourself the happiness it brings to your life.
May Almighty Allah shower blessings to all muslim houses
Ameen

Success comes from Allah and Almighty Allah knows best

The Blessings of Sadaqah​



There was once a person, from the people of Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam), who had caused great inconvenience and harm to the people.

One day, the people approached Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam) saying, “O Nabi of Allah! Make du‘aa to Allah Ta‘ala cursing this person (i.e. make du‘aa for Allah Ta‘ala to destroy this person)!” Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam) replied, “Go, for you have been sufficed from him (and his evil)!”

On that very day, the evil person went out to collect firewood, as was his daily routine. On departing, he took two loaves of bread with him, eating one and giving the other in sadaqah (charity). After collecting firewood, he returned home, safe and sound.

When the people saw that the man had returned safely, and no punishment had befallen him, they came to Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam) and enquired, “How is it that he has returned safely with his firewood, and no punishment has afflicted him?”

Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam) summoned this person and asked him, “What actions did you carry out today?” The man replied, “I went out with two loaves of bread. I ate one loaf and gave the other in charity.” Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam) instructed the man, “Open your bundle of firewood.” The man obliged, and opened the bundle. As he opened it, they saw a snake inside which resembled a log of wood and was biting one of the logs in the bundle!

When Nabi Saalih (‘alaihis salaam) saw this, he said, “It was through the charity which you gave that you were saved from this snake.”

(Az Zuhd lil Imaam Ahmad bin Hambal [rahimahullah] vol. 1, pg. 80)

Lessons:

1. Charity is a means of warding off calamities and extinguishing the anger of Allah Ta‘ala. Hence, we should try to give some sadaqah every day. Whether it is a little food or a few rands, it will definitely earn us reward and benefit us. Often, we narrowly escape some tragedy or calamity, such as a robbery or car accident, and we do not realize that it was through the barakah of some sadaqah that we had given.

2. Just as showing kindness to people is a means of earning their du‘aas, causing inconvenience and harm to people is a means of earning their curses. In this regard, we should be cautious and avoid hurting any person in any way (mentally, emotionally, physically, etc.) – especially our parents, as their curse will harm a person in this world and the next.

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Sunday, 4 August 2019

My name is Fibromyalgia..

Do you find it really hard to explain your chronic illness to your loved ones, family and friends? Try this 🙂......

FIBROMYALGIA 

Dear Chronic Illness Survivor:
Hi. My name is FIBROMYALGIA 
I’m an invisible autoimmune disease that attacks your body inside and out, making you want to scream sometimes and cry. I am now with you for life. I’m so sneaky—I don’t always show up in your blood work. Others around you can’t see me or hear me, but YOUR body feels me.  I can attack you anywhere and any way I please. I can cause severe pain or, if I’m in a good mood, I can just cause you to ache all over.  Remember when you and energy ran around together and had fun? I took energy from you, and gave you exhaustion. Try to have fun now. Hey 
 I can take good sleep from you and in its place, give you brain fog and lack of concentration. I can make you want to sleep 24/7, and I can also cause insomnia. I can make you tremble internally or make you feel cold or hot when everyone else feels normal. I can also give you swollen hands and feet, swollen face and eyelids, swollen everything. I can make you feel very anxious with panic attacks or very depressed. I can also cause other mental health problems. You know crazy mood swings? That’s me. Crying for no reason? Angry for no reason? That’s probably me too. I can make your hair fall out, become dry and brittle, cause rashes, dry skin, the sky is the limit with me.

 I can make you gain weight and no matter what you eat or how much you exercise, I can keep that weight on you. I can also make you lose weight. I don’t discriminate. I can invade your skin, your joints, your lungs, your thyroid, your brain, your liver and any other tissue, organ or bones I wish.
 Some of my other autoimmune disease friends often join me, giving you even more to deal with. The list of my friends is quite lengthy.  If you have something planned, or are looking forward to a great day, I can take that away from you. You didn’t ask for me. I chose you for various reasons.

 That virus or viruses you had that you never really recovered from, or that car accident, or maybe it was the years of abuse and trauma (I thrive on stress.) You may have a family history of me. Whatever the cause, I’m here to stay. I hear you’re going to see a doctor to try and get rid of me. That makes me laugh. Just try. You will have to go to many, many doctors until you find one who can help you effectively. You will be put on the wrong medication for you, pain pills, sleeping pills, energy pills, told you are suffering from anxiety or depression, given anti-anxiety pills and antidepressants. There are so many other ways I can make you sick and miserable, the list is endless - that high cholesterol, gall bladder, blood pressure, blood sugar, heart issue among others? That’s probably me. Can’t get pregnant, or have had a miscarriage? That’s probably me too.

 Shortness of breath or “air hunger?” Yep, probably me. Liver enzymes elevated? Yep, probably me.
 Teeth and gum problems? TMJ? Hives? Yep, probably me. I told you the list was endless. 
 You may be given an ibuprofen, get massaged, and told if you just sleep and exercise properly I will go away. You’ll be told to think positively, you’ll be poked, prodded, and MOST OF ALL, not taken seriously when you try to explain to the endless number of doctors you’ve seen, just how debilitating I am and how ill and exhausted you really feel. In all probability you will get a referral from these ‘understanding’ (clueless) doctors, to see a psychiatrist. Your family, friends and co-workers will all listen to you until they just get tired of hearing about how I make you feel, and just how debilitating I can be. Some of them will say things like “Oh, you are just having a bad day” or “Well, remember, you can’t do the things you use to do 20 YEARS ago”, not hearing that you said that you can't do things you used to be able to do 20 DAYS ago. They’ll also say things like, “if you just get up and move, get outside and do things, you’ll feel better.” They won’t understand that I take away the ‘gas’ that powers your body and mind to ENABLE you to do those things. Some will start talking behind your back, they’ll call you a hypochondriac, while you slowly feel that you are losing your dignity trying to make them understand, especially if you are in the middle of a conversation with a “normal” person, and can’t remember what you were going to say next. You’ll be told things like, “Oh, my grandmother had that, and she’s fine on her medication” when you desperately want to explain that I don’t impose myself upon everyone in the exact same way, and just because that grandmother is fine on the medication SHE’S taking, doesn’t mean it will work for you. They will not understand that having this disease impacts your body from the top of your head to the tip of your toes, and that every cell and every body system and organ requires the proper amount and the right kind of medications for YOU. Not what works for someone else. The only place you will get the kind of support and understanding in dealing with me is with other people that have me. They are really the only ones who can truly understand. I am an invisible illness. I am your Chronic Illness.