MSSN FUTMinna, Minna (2026)

05/09/2026

𝗜𝗳 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝘆𝘁𝗮𝗻 𝗢𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀… 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗜𝗻𝘃𝗲𝘀𝘁?

Shaytan would not need horns.

He would need a nice suit, a clean shop and a name you trust.

His first product would not be called "sin".

No; that name would scare people away.

He would call it... Well... Whatever...

The point is, it would sound harmless, fashionable. Something everyone else is already buying.

Hmm..

You know; the best trick is not to make "bad" look frightening.

It is to make it look ordinary.

Call it entertainment or freedom. Give it a softer name, repeat it long enough, and soon people will wonder why anyone ever had a problem with it.

Seriously, look around you and you will see it.

We've become very good at it.

A woman can walk out half-naked and we call it "fashion".
A bottle can hold something that destroys a man, yet we call it "a drink".
A song can fill the whole street, while Qur'an is kept low, as if remembrance of Allah needs an apology.

The names changed.
And slowly, so did our sense of right and wrong.

I sometimes wonder when the switch happened.

A man once sneezed beside me and felt shy of saying "Alhamdulillah" in public, yet feels no shame singing along to a song everyone knows.

Nobody had to ban the Sunnah.

We were simply taught to feel embarrassed by it.

And this is where it gets dangerous.

Once a wrong thing feels normal, you no longer need anyone to defend it.

You defend it yourself.

You begin to laugh at what should make you ashamed, and feel ashamed of what should make you proud.
That is how a culture can change a man's compass without ever touching it.

But, you see... 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘄.

Shaytan has been in this business for a very long time.

He was here even before our father Ādam. And when he was cast away, he made a vow: he would sit in wait for mankind and lead them astray.

He knows his craft...

And he has been practising ever since.

He does not always push you toward the cliff. He simply makes the road to it look beautiful.

Still;

There is a way out of the trap.

And that is the part that gives me hope.

Shaytan may be skilled at deception, but he does not have power over every heart.

There are people he can tempt, yet never own.
Allah tells us what Shaytan himself said:

“𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵, 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴.”
Qur'an 15:40

𝗜𝗸𝗵𝗹ā𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻...

Those who are sincere to Allah are the ones Shaytan cannot claim. They live for Allah so sincerely that the world's new names cannot change what they know to be true.

Wallahi, a heart that belongs to Allah is not easy to sell.

And that sincerity has to show in the way we live.

Call a spade a spade. If something is haram, don't dress it up with a nicer name just because everyone else does. If modesty feels strange, hold on to it. If the Sunnah makes you stand out, let it.

Don't let the crowd rename what Allah has already named.

Dear reader...

If Shaytan ever opens that business, don't be fooled by the sign on the door.

Look past the name; past the crowd.
Look at what Allah has called it.

Because not everything that looks good is good, and not everything that feels strange is wrong.

Guard your heart. Hold on to the Sunnah. And don't let the world sell you a sin with a beautiful name.

So, once again...

If Shaytan opened a halal business tomorrow,

Would you invest?

By: Abdul-mumin
Editor-in-chief ✍🏼

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03/09/2026

Akhi, Challenge yourself this week 🫵🫵

29/08/2026

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱𝘂𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝗶𝗻

You said tomorrow. Now you've forgotten how many tomorrows have passed.

I once knew a brother at the local weekend madrasah.

Handsome, brilliant, good with his tongue.

When he recited the Quran; he had a voice people would stop to hear..

They would sit and listen to him out of sheer marvel.

Combined with his endearing qualities, we nicknamed him Andalibu Allah.

Well I called him because he was dark and the voice, you get it, the name fit and it stuck.

Over time, I tried to get closer to Andalibu and we did, I became his shadow, always together and it was here I noticed something.

He struggled with music, deeply.

The first time we spoke about it was after I found a book where he jotted down the lyrics of a song he was remixing.

He bled tears. I promised not to tell anyone, we'll work on it together I had said.

Astagfirullah……

Andalibu didn't stop, he got worse. Soon, he had bought a proper headset, his PC was filled with audio mixing tools and his room was littered with notes from various artists.

In all of this, I watched as he'd cry in his sujood, begging Allah to give it up, then stepping back into it the moment he was alone again.
He promised to stop tomorrow, then that became the next.

A month turned into the next. Then Ramadan came.

But some battles don't end just because Ramadan begins.

Andalibu had dropped his first album.

It was a hit, he changed faster.

Hair, piercings, clothes…….

I couldn't recognize him but his voice reminded me of what he once was.

You see, the thing about most of our sins is that we love adding it to our calendar.

We put quitting gossip tomorrow because one juicy piece is rolling around the corner.

Gambling becomes “just this seasons game’

We become artful planners of our next sin.

“At least I'm trying to stop” you say.

Andalibu tried that, his tracks are now being played at all nightclubs in Lagos.

He's popular, but troubled.

Last I heard, he was settling a family whose child he hit with his car.

Andalibu was unremorseful that he killed someone.

This definitely wasn't his intention the first time we met in that madrasah.l

I guess that's why Allah emphasizes our tomorrow's.

He says: “O you who have believed, fear Allah. And let every soul look to what it has put forth for tomorrow. And fear Allah. Indeed, Allah is Acquainted with what you do.”

Allah is telling us to look at what we are sending out for our tomorrows.

So look at your own calendar.

What sin have you scheduled for tomorrow?
What have you promised Allah you would leave, yet keep postponing?

Andalibu hasn’t fulfilled his promise, his tomorrows are probably filled with cruise and a trip to the bar.

But perhaps there is still hope for him.

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

If you have drifted far, come back. Allah's door does not become too small for a man who has fallen too many times.

Come back while you still can.

The ummah still misses his voice.

I do.

And somewhere out there, someone has already created a beautiful schedule for their next sin.

By: Jubril Ahmad ✍🏼

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25/08/2026

“FASTING REMINDER” 🌹🌹 Tomorrow, Wednesday is the 13th of Robiul Awwal 1448AH, and Thursday and Friday are the 14th and 15th respectively. _Fast if you're able to, otherwise earn reward by reminding others_.🗣️
✨ And remind, For indeed, the reminder benefits the believers. {51:55}.

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22/08/2026

“𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗗𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗛𝗲𝗿?”

What comes to your mind when you hear this statement?

Jealousy? Envy?

Nahhh…

I see someone putting in everything they have, trying so hard to make things work.

Yet somehow, the more they try, the more complicated things seem to become.

And then there is another person, walking through what seems to be the same path, facing almost the same circumstances. Yet somehow, everything seems to fall into place with little or no effort.

What do we call that?

“She is just lucky.”

Na'am, they say she is lucky.

𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲?

Or is it simply that Allah has written different paths for two people who seem to be walking the same road?

Islam teaches us that Allah has written different paths for us. The route might look the same, but the destination is not always the same.

Allah has decreed, and whatever He wills, He does.

The pen has been lifted, and the ink has dried.

We simply do not know enough to judge a life from the outside.
You see the smiles, but you don't see the tears.

And perhaps that is the reminder we need: someone else's ease is not evidence of your failure, just as your struggles are not evidence that Allah has forgotten you.

We are all on different journeys. Even when the process looks the same, the outcome may be different.

So, instead of constantly measuring your life against someone else's, pause and look at what Allah has already placed in your hands:

“𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 [𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳].”
(Qur'an 14:7)

Look at what Allah has already given you.

The Prophet peace be upon him also taught us to look at those below us in worldly matters, as this is more likely to make us appreciate Allah's blessings upon us.

This doesn't mean you shouldn't admire someone's achievements.

By all means, admire them. Learn from them. Let their success motivate you.

Just don't allow it to become an obsession.

Don't let someone else's blessings make you blind to your own.

Don't let their journey make you question Allah's plan for yours.

And most importantly, don't let comparison steal your shukr.
What Allah has written for you will reach you.

What wasn't written for you will never be yours, no matter how much you chase it.
So Keep moving,

Your journey is yours.

May Allah grant us contentment and hearts that remain grateful to Him, regardless of what we have or what we are yet to receive. May He protect us from envy, unhealthy comparison and discontentment with His decree.

Aameen.

By: Teslimah ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

15/08/2026

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲

“Every soul shall taste death.”
— 𝘘𝘶𝘳'𝘢𝘯 3:185

There is something strange about leaving a place you have spent years calling home.

Right now, final-year students are making their last rounds around FUTMinna.

They are taking pictures.
Laughing;

Hugging friends.
Walking through places they once complained about.

Some will leave campus and never think much of it.
Some will say, “I'll come back.”

And many will.

But perhaps, for some, that was their last walk through the school gates.

The last time they saw a friend, they didn't know it would be the last.

And it makes me wonder:

How much more would we cherish our ordinary days if we knew which ones were numbered?

Still;

I have often thought about the students who left home for FUTMinna and never returned.

Their parents watched them leave with the same hope every parent has: He'll be back.

But some “goodbyes” are only goodbyes after they have become memories.

I remember hearing about students who left home for FUTMinna and never made it back.

What stays with me is not only the loss, but the ordinariness of how they left. There was no grand farewell.

No!

No one knew they were watching their child walk away for the last time.

Their parents simply did what parents do: they prayed, they worried a little, then waited for the next call.

And somewhere along the way, that call never came.

That thought should make us pause.

Because we have become so used to having people around that their presence can start to feel permanent.

We complain about home, rush through conversations, ignore calls, count down the days until we can leave again.

We forget that having someone to come home to is itself a mercy.

Dear reader;

One day, you will leave FUTMinna without knowing you have just said goodbye to a whole chapter of your life.

You will pack your things, take one last look around, and head for home with plans for what comes next.

Years later, something may remind you of this place. A smell. An MSSN program. The sound of a friend's laugh.

And for a moment, you will wish you could walk through those gates again; just to be there once more.

So while you are still here... 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲.

Stay a little longer after class. Laugh with your friends. Go home when you can. Call mum.

Sit beside your mother. Listen to your father, even when you've heard the same advice a hundred times.

One day, you will have memories where you now have moments.

And when that day comes, you won't be asking for another graduation, another semester, or another year.

You will ask for 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝘆.

And Allah knows how precious an ordinary day can be.

By: Abdul-mumin
Editor-in-chief ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

13/08/2026

INTRODUCING THE MSSN FUTMINNA CENTRAL EXECUTIVES 🌟

Introducing the new Executive Council of the Muslim Students’ Society of Nigeria (MSSN), FUTMinna Branch.

Entrusted with the responsibility to lead, serve and represent the Society, they are set to begin a new chapter of service and impact.

We ask Allah to grant the new administration wisdom, sincerity, strength and guidance, and make their tenure a source of immense benefit to the Society and the Ummah. 🤲

Meet the faces entrusted with the mantle of leadership.

©️ MSSN FUTMinna

13/08/2026

🎉 MEET THE NEW FACULTY EXECUTIVES UNDER MSSN FUTMINNA! 🎉

We are pleased to unveil the newly appointed Faculty Executives of the Muslim Students’ Society of Nigeria (MSSN), FUTMinna Branch.

These brothers and sisters have been entrusted with the responsibility to serve, lead, represent, and advance the affairs of MSSN across their respective Faculties.

Leadership is a Amaanah, and service is a responsibility.

We ask Allah to grant them wisdom, sincerity, strength and guidance to serve the Ummah with excellence. 🤲

Barakallahu fihkum

The responsibility has begun.
The work starts now. 🔥

08/08/2026

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗡𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗹 𝗠𝗮𝗻

There is a dry cleaner I know.

He has a small shop. Small enough to wash in it...

Sleep and eat in it.

He's in his forties now; never married.

A good man, I think. At least, he wants to be.

But there is one thing that keeps stealing from him.

Drink.

Some days he promises to deliver clothes.

Mostly, he forgets.
And some days he crashes before the day is done.

Each time I see him, I don't laugh.

I don't judge him.

I just wonder how many dreams alcohol has buried without anyone holding a funeral for them.

Sad;

The thing about sin is that it rarely destroys a man in one night.
It takes its time.

One drink becomes a habit.

One habit becomes a name.

Then one day, people stop saying,
"He's struggling."

They simply say,
"That's just who he is."

I think that's the part that scares me the most.

And... hmm, drink is only one face of the story.
There are young men whose addiction isn't in a bottle.

It's in women.
Some cannot spend a week without chasing one.

Others boast about zina as though it were an achievement.

Some have built an entire personality around the sins they once tried to hide.

It's strange.

The very things that should break a man's heart now earn him applause.

May Allah protect us.

Not all sins make headlines though.

Even so, some are quiet that only Allah knows they exist.

The gaze you refused to lower.

The song you promised would be the last.

The handshakes you know you shouldn't have.

The prayer you keep delaying.

Sometimes a man isn't falling off a cliff.

He's drifting.

And drifting is dangerous because it doesn't feel like falling.

But perhaps...

As you've been reading all this my friend, you've quietly been saying,

"Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah... Allah has protected me from much of it."

Maybe you've never tasted alcohol.

Maybe you feel uneasy when music fills the air. Or you fear one sin more than you fear being called "boring."

Dear reader..

Don't let the numbers fool you.

Truth has never needed a crowd.

If everyone around you is running toward the edge, it doesn't make the edge any safer.

So if obeying Allah sometimes makes you feel out of place...

Or saying "no" has made you lose friends...

Maybe you are not the odd one.

The world around you has simply forgotten what normal looks like

Now listen closely...

The world may look at you and see someone "missing out."

The Prophet peace be upon him looked at you and saw something else...

𝗔 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿.

Yes, he literally called you a stranger.

Because you refused to fit into what displeases Allah; even in the face of hard times.

So wear your strangeness with gratitude.

Because here is the thing; some people are strangers to the world.

Others are strangers to Jannah.

Choose carefully which one you would rather be.

طُوبَى لِلْغُرَبَاءِ

Glad tidings to the strangers.

By: Abdul-mumin
Editor-in-chief ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

04/08/2026

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝗻𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗚𝗮𝗺𝗲

There is a game being played on every street...

Every street,

Most men don't even realize they're playing it.

A flash of skin, a turn of the head; a second glance that lingers just a little longer than the first.

It feels harmless; almost instinctive.

But in that tiny moment, someone else has already won.

Checkmate!

Your attention has been captured. And for a few seconds, you stopped being the one in control.

See? Sharp game!

It lasts barely a second, yet it says something profound: that your eyes are no longer serving you... you are serving them.

Ugh!!

The truth is, akhii, not every woman dresses to be looked at.

But let's be honest, we live in a culture where attention is constantly being pursued and rewarded.

Attention has become a form of validation, and the easiest way to get it is to make eyes obey.

Think about it for a moment.

Someone you've never spoken to, never met, and may never meet again was able to dictate your next action without saying a single word.

She walked, you looked.

She kept walking, you looked again.

In those few seconds, your eyes weren't acting on your own command. they had quietly become servants of your impulse.

People think lowering the gaze is about restriction. It isn't. It's about ownership.

Every time you look away from what tempts you, you quietly declare that your desires don't own you. That your attention isn't for sale.

Maybe that's why Allah's command begins with the eyes. Before He even speaks about clothing, or desire,

𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔: "𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆..."

It's as though He is teaching us that every battle is first won; or lost; through a look.

Lowering your gaze was never about pretending beauty doesn't exist.

It is about refusing to let your eyes become a leash held by the world.

The man who can command his gaze is a man who has begun to command himself.

So the next time beauty walks past you my friend,

remember: the real test isn't whether she is beautiful.

The real test is who gets to decide where your eyes go. Her... or you?

Every lowered gaze is a battle won before anyone even knew there was a battle.

The world may celebrate the man who looks. But perhaps Heaven smiles at the man who doesn't.

Freedom isn't found in looking at everything. It's found in being able to look away.

Wallāhul-Mustaʿān.

By: Abdul-mumin
Editor-in-chief ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

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