Come with me

I will bring you under the sky of love

Where there is no pain, sorrow or anxiety

Just love grows and flourishes there

Where as far as the eye can see

there is a blessed environment 

Where colorful butterflies fly with high hopes

A place of dreams, joys and a quiet evening

Where no heart is broken

Where no one mocks

A dream castle formed with

the bricks of love and the cement of affection

I want to get lost there with you

Come with me

There will be

no misunderstanding,

no argument,

no clashes

 Love will flourish

Come with me

I will bring you under the sky of love

So the thing to think about is that "Aren't we part of this world?" 

"Aren't we also becoming part of this heartless world for someone?" 

 Sometimes the things that are bothering us, at the same time we are bothering someone with the same things. 

Why do we choose the bitter words and sorrows for our own caste that we cannot bear for our own caste?

Sometimes we are taking away the peace of mind of an innocent soul.

Sometimes we are taking advantage of the hardships of someone's life.

Sometimes we reach to the extent of someone's unbearable condition.

Someone is spending sleepless nights due to our harassment or selflessness.

Someone is about to quit living due to our misbehave.

Do you ever think about why we become Pharaoh we get power?

Why do we start treating our lower staff/workers or employees like they are not human and they are our slaves?

Do you ever think about why we become Yazid whenever we are unable to achieve something or we are not eligible for something?

Why do we start snatching the blessings of Allah which He gave to another person?

Do you ever think why we become zulaikha when we like someone and we use the wrong way to get that person?

Why we attempt to seduce or harras anyone whom we love or like?

These all are our own mistakes which we never consider but when something little happens to us or something goes out of the way to our will we start complaining that we are not blessed or our life is tough.

Be like Mosa, Hussain and Yusuf then you will wonder how Allah is blessing you and how you will be given what you do not even think about.

Al-Qasim ibn Muhammad reported from Aisha, RadhiAllahu Anha, that the Prophet, SallAllahu Alayhi Wa Sallam, said:

“No blessing is bestowed on a slave and he realises that it is from Allah, but the reward of giving gratitude for it is written for him. Never does Allah know the regret of His slave for a wrong action he has committed, but Allah forgives his wrong action he has committed, but Allah forgives his wrong action before the slave seeks forgiveness. No man buys a garment with his own money then puts it on and thanks Allah, but Allah will have forgiven him all his wrong action before the garment reaches his knees.”