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17/10/2026

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿

𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘎𝘦𝘮. 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦.

Oxford Dictionary may disagree, but the heart speaks a different language.

And in that language, these four words are synonyms for one word:

"𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿"

Let me ask you…

If love had to prove itself in court, what would it say?

A Saudi judge faced a case that must have made that question feel very real.

Two brothers went to court.

Not over land or an inheritance their father had left behind.

They went to court over their mother.

Each insisting that he should be the one to care for their elderly mother.

The older brother had remained unmarried and had spent much of his life with her.

The younger brother had a family and a household that he believed could offer her more support.

Both wanted her. Neither wanted to let go.

The judge eventually asked the mother to choose.

She smiled and replied:

“They are both my eyes; one is my left eye, and the other is my right. You decide which eye I should use.”

SubhanaLlah

There are things no courtroom can weigh.

No judge can place a mother's love on a scale.

No ruling can explain what it means to be carried before you can walk, to be fed before you can feed yourself, or to be loved through years when you are too young to understand what that love costs.

Yet sometimes, we grow old enough to understand everything except the value of the person who gave us so much.

Here is the strange thing about mothers:

They can spend twenty years worrying about a child who has grown tall enough to look down at them.

You could be a doctor, a professor, a man with a salary and a house of your own. But to her, some part of you will always be that little child she once carried on her back.

And somehow, she never seems to get tired of it.

You get older. Her concern doesn't.

Imagine dear reader…

If mum had kept a record of everything she ever did for you.

Imagine if she sent you the bill today.

No, don't rush to do the math. You can’t

There is no amount you could transfer, no gift you could buy, no number of years you could spend caring for her could ever fully repay what she gave you.

But perhaps the greatest tragedy is not that we can never repay our mothers.

It is that we sometimes fail to realize what we have been given while we still have it.

There is a reason the Prophet ﷺ, when asked who deserved the best companionship, named the mother first. Then again. And again. Three times before he mentioned the father.

Three times, dear reader.

As though one mention could not carry the weight of her sacrifice.

And somewhere in that repetition is a question we ought to sit with: if the Messenger of Allah gave her that place, what place have we given her in our own lives?

𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘎𝘦𝘮. 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦.

Four words.
Still, not enough.

And I wonder, what would change if we carried those words into our daily lives?

Would we stop acting as though loving our mothers is something we can always do later?

If your mother is still alive...

Please, don't make her compete with your notifications, your plans, your friends, or the endless demands of a world that will never be satisfied with your time.

The world can wait a little.

Call her, even when you have nothing important to say.

Sit with her. Listen to her. Let her feel, without having to ask, that she still matters deeply to you.

And if she has already gone back to Allah, then remember her with the one gift you can still send her:

Sincere du'ā.

Ask Allah to forgive her and envelop her in mercy.

Let your own obedience and good deeds become part of the legacy she leaves behind.

𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘎𝘦𝘮. 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦.

May Allah have mercy on our mothers, the living and the departed; and grant them the highest place in Jannah.

Aameen.

By: Abdul-mumin
Editor-in-chief ✍🏼

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01/10/2026

27/09/2026

“FASTING REMINDER”
🌹🌹 Tomorrow is Monday❤️🤍❤️

✨Fasting is a shield 🛡️{against sins} ✨ Fast if you're able to, otherwise earn reward by reminding others.🗣️ ✨ And remind, For indeed, the reminder benefits the believers. {51:55}.💯💯

26/09/2026

𝗦𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝟰𝟳. 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗢𝗻𝗲

Someone is broken today.

You probably wouldn't know it from talking to them.

But check their status.
Maybe they posted something they couldn't bring themselves to say out loud. Maybe they said almost nothing at all. Just enough for someone who knows them to notice.

Sometimes just “😔”... And nothing else.

Gone in 24 hours, like it was never said.

We've built a whole language out of things we don't know how to say.

I used to think it was nothing... A Gen Z thing.

But look closer.
It's not nothing.

It's a confession; a confession without a confessor.

People are pouring things into a status box that they have never once poured into a sajdah.

And that's the part that won't leave me alone.

Because Allah is not far.
He is not hiding somewhere, waiting for us to find Him.

He is not too busy to notice you.

He says it Himself:

> “And when My servants ask you concerning Me, indeed I am near. I respond to the invocation of the supplicant when he calls upon Me.”
Qur'an 2:186

Yet somehow, it can feel easier to type our pain where people can scroll past it than to whisper it to the One who actually hears us.

Sad, isn't it?

We're careful about what we say to people.

But sometimes careless about what we don't say to Allah.

We can sit there for ten minutes, editing a status.

Finding the right quote. Making it vague enough. Just enough for someone to notice and ask, “Are you okay?”

But dua is rushed.
Half-hearted.

Said, then forgotten almost as quickly as it came.

Read that ayah again.

𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗿.

Not far.

Near.

Closer than the people you're hoping will read between the lines and ask if you're okay.

So here's the thing.
Next time your thumb hovers over that status box and you don't know what to write...

Stop.

Put the phone face down.

And say it to Allah instead.

Plainly. However it comes out.

You don't have to phrase it well.

You don't need a caption, a font, or the right shade of sad.
Tell Him in the most broken words you have.

He already knows.
And He hears.

Dear reader...

Your status disappears in 24 hours.

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝘂𝗮 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁.

He already knows what you meant to post.

He just wants to hear you say it.

By: Saidu Umar Faruq
_(Winner of Essay Competition 4.0) ✍🏼_

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12/09/2026

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗛𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁

2 Terabytes

Let's say someone hands you the brand-new iPhone 18 Pro Max lineup as a surprise gift,

"Pick any model you want", they say.

You are definitely going straight for the biggest one.

𝟮 𝗧𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗯𝘆𝘁𝗲𝘀.

The one with the highest storage. After all, why settle for less.

You smile... because, surely, you won't run out of space anytime soon.

Then you start using it.

A few pictures here, videos there. Big files, screenshots you forgot to delete.

Years pass.
Then one day:

Storage Almost Full.

You start deleting things. Old videos; duplicate photos. Anything that is taking up space without giving you much in return.

You keep what matters and let go of what doesn't. Simple, right?

And perhaps...

And perhaps the heart is not so different.

One day, it would say:

𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗔𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗙𝘂𝗹𝗹.

Too many desires.
So much anger. Too many sins repeated until they stopped feeling like sins.

And the frightening thing?

You wouldn't even know when it started filling up. Because the heart does not send notifications.

And we rarely check its storage. We just keep downloading.

Until what once disturbed you no longer bothers you.

SubhanaLlah..

The Qur'an gives us a word that should make us pause:

Allah says:

“𝘕𝘰! 𝘙𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯.”
— Qur'an 83:14.
رَان
Rān.

The scholars explained it as a rust that settles upon the heart because of what a person keeps doing.

Not one sin.

But sin after sin, until the heart begins to lose its shine.

Every sin leaves a mark.

One may be small. Then another. Then another.

And if a person does not turn back to Allah, those marks can build upon one another until the heart becomes covered in what the Qur'an calls Rān; a rust brought about by what they used to earn.

The tragedy is that the person may still be walking, talking, studying, laughing and living as usual.

But something inside has changed.

The heart is running out of room for light.

And that is when we need to do what we would normally do with our phones.

When your phone is full, you don't keep downloading.
You stop… check what is taking up space. Then you delete what you don't need to make room again.

Our hearts deserve the same attention.

We need to stop sometimes and ask ourselves:

What have I been feeding this heart?
Has the Qur'an become sweeter, or has my heart become quieter?
Do I still feel something when I disobey Allah?

Because unlike a phone, you don't get a second heart when the first one is full.

But don't let that thought leave you hopeless.

Here is the mercy:

A full phone can be cleared.

And so can a heart.

Tawbah and Istighfār can polish what sin has stained.

But first, we have to stop downloading.

Because one day, the downloads will stop.

No more tomorrow.

Just you, standing before Allah with everything you chose to store inside your heart.

And on that day, you won't wish you had deleted more pictures.
You will wish you had deleted more sins.

So before you worry about your phone's storage; pause and check something far more important.

What is filling your heart?

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𝙁𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: 𝘈𝘯-𝘕𝘢𝘥𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥.

Assalamu alaikum

By: Abdul-mumin
Editor-in-chief ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

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 ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

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 ✍🏼

©️ 𝗘𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗠𝗦𝗦𝗡 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗔

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 ✍🏼

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