Whispers of the Soul by Nadia Nizam

 History shows that there is often a narcissistic dictator within a family who can undermine the unity of the entire family and sever relationships in order to gratify their ego and power. They manipulate the family dynamics by showing favoritism, using it as a means to maintain a tight grip and exert control. They create chaos around themselves to seek attention due to their inner turmoil and lack of peace. They are constantly under stress to receive full attention and ensure that all decisions revolve around them. Unfortunately, it is common for each family to have someone with narcissistic behavior from the very beginning, and despite each generation hoping to break the cycle, the next generation often ends up inheriting the same trait.  May we all be protected from individuals like that by the grace of God. May we all control our tongues and may we not become the cause of pain for anyone. May we all not forget the taste of karma. May we not forget that the next sleep can b...

 In the realm of gossip and rumor's reign, Where words are spoken with mischief and disdain, People will chatter, their whispers abound, But fear not, my friend, let's turn it around! Instead of fretting, let's have some fun, And give them a topic that'll leave them stunned, Something so silly, they'll burst into laughter, And their gossipy tales will come crumbling after. Imagine this scene, oh, what a delight, A gathering of folks, all eager and bright, They're ready to talk, to gossip and pry, But little do they know, we're playing them sly. So here's the plan, my mischievous friend, Let's give them a topic they can't comprehend, How about the tale of a talking cat, Who wears a top hat and loves to chat? Or what about a unicorn, oh so rare, Who twirls and dances without a care, But only in the moonlight, under the stars, Leaving behind trails of glitter and bizarre? Or maybe a monkey who learned to juggle, Bananas and apples, with a mischievou...

 In the realm of family ties, a tale unfolds, Of a daughter-in-law, her spirit strong, yet cold. Within this intricate web of kinship and strife, A narcissistic in-law emerges, wielding words like a knife. With venomous tongue and a heart devoid of grace, She seeks to belittle, to demean, to erase. Her insults, carefully crafted, drip with disdain, As she revels in her power, causing emotional pain. She masks her cruelty with a smile so sweet, But her words pierce the soul, leaving wounds discreet. She criticizes, mocks, and tears apart, Her daughter-in-law's dreams, her hopes, her art. With passive-aggressive jabs and backhanded praise, She undermines, devalues, in calculated ways. Her intent is to control, to diminish, to oppress, Leaving the daughter-in-law feeling helpless and distressed. But within the daughter-in-law, resilience grows, A fire fueled by strength, a determination that shows. She refuses to be defined by the in-law's disdain, For her worth and self-worth are...

 A poem written for my precious kids and husband to convey my feelings.  In a realm of love and devotion, Resides a mother with deep emotion. Her heart, a precious vessel of care, Divided into pieces, a burden she'll bear. Aimen, Mashal, and Nyle, her pride, Her heart's fragments, side by side. Each child, a flame that brightly glows, A love that only a mother knows. Aimen, the first, a gentle soul, With dreams that soar, and laughter that rolls. In her heart, a piece beats strong and true, A testament to the love she will pursue. Mashal, the second, a radiant light, With a spirit brave and eyes so bright. In her heart, another piece finds its place, A bond that time nor distance can erase. Nyle, the youngest, a bundle of joy, Curiosity and wonder he employs. In her heart, the last piece finds solace, A love that's boundless, beyond any malice. Her husband like the veins and arteries around the heart that flow, Binding the love that continues to grow. With his presence, her...

 "When the Messenger of ALLAH suffered the agonies of death that he suffered, Fatimah said: 'C my father, what a severe agony!' The Messenger of ALLAH said: 'Your father will suffer no more agony after this day. There has come to your father that which no one can avoid, the death that everyone will encounter until the Day of Resurrection. Above Hadith Chain: Anas bin Malik to Abdullah Ibn Zubair Abu Zubair to Saabit bin Aslam Albunani to Nasr bin Ali bin Nasr bin 'Ali (young) Vol. 1, Book 6, Hadith 1629 | Grade:Sahih (Darussalam) Narrated 'Aisha: The Prophet s died while he was between my chest and chin, so I never dislike the death agony. 'Aishah narrated: "I saw the Messenger of ALLAH while he was dying. He had a cup with water in it, he put his hand in the cup then wiped his face with the water, then said: 'O ALLAH! Help me with the throes of death and the agony of death."' Ye sakhti bahot dardnaak hai. Alimon ki kitabon (maut ka manzar...

  The narcissist is not really going anywhere, the rejection stage is just an illusion. You may not be useful or needed to the narcissist at the moment, you may not serve any of his goals, but the narcissist will try to come back. He/She will always find a way to come back into your life and make you believe that you found him/her. A narcissist has a lot of arrogance and pride, a narcissist will not come back and behave as if it was his/her decision, he may call you or text you, he may also appear in places where he knows there is a very high probability, that he will find you there. He/she may then act as if you were the one who contacted him, as if you were the one who found him and not him finding you. The narcissist has to pretend he doesn’t need you, he has to make it seem like you need him when in reality the narcissist needs you, and that’s why the narcissist never really leaves for good. He may appear to be leaving, usually to get some emotional response from you, but a nar...

 اپنے آپ کو ان لوگوں سے دور رکھیں جو کبھی اپنی غلطیوں کا اعتراف نہیں کرتے اور ہمیشہ الزام آپ پر لگاتے ہیں۔ جب کوئی اپنی غلطی تسلیم کرنے سے انکار کرتا ہے، تو وہ ایک مستقل تنازعہ اور جذباتی تھکن کا ماحول پیدا کرتے ہیں - ایک ایسا مقام جہاں جوابدہی کو مسلسل انحراف سے تبدیل کر دیا جاتا ہے۔ ایسے تعلقات میں، آپ جلدی سیکھ لیتے ہیں کہ آپ کو ایک مکمل انسان کے طور پر نہیں بلکہ ان کی اپنی کمزوریوں کا سامنا کرنے کی ناکامی کے لیے ایک بلی کا بکرا سمجھا جا رہا ہے۔  یاد رکھیں: یہ رویہ آپ کے بارے میں نہیں ہے - یہ ان کے بارے میں ہے۔ ان کی غلطی تسلیم کرنے کی عدم آمادگی ان کے اپنے خوف، غرور، اور کبھی کبھار گہرے عدم تحفظ کی عکاسی کرتی ہے۔ وہ کہانی کو اس طرح موڑ دیتے ہیں کہ ہر غلطی، ہر تنازعہ، آپ کی غلطی ہے۔ وقت کے ساتھ، یہ آپ کی خود اعتمادی کو کمزور کر سکتا ہے اور آپ کو اپنی قیمت پر سوال اٹھانے پر مجبور کر سکتا ہے۔ یہ خود شک، جرم، اور جذباتی کشمکش کا ایک تھکا دینے والا چکر بن جاتا ہے۔  اپنی توانائی کی حفاظت کا مطلب یہ ہے کہ آپ یہ تسلیم کریں کہ آپ کو ایسے تعلقات کی ضرورت ہے جہاں جوابدہی اور ہمد...

 To My Extraordinary Father,  As I sit here, reflecting on your remarkable life, I am overwhelmed by an immense sense of love, admiration, and gratitude. You were not just a father to me, but a true hero, a source of unwavering strength, and the epitome of a great human being. You were a rare and exceptional soul, unlike anyone I have ever known. Your life was a testament to resilience, sacrifice, and unconditional love. As the eldest son in Pakistan, the weight of responsibility fell upon your shoulders. You selflessly embraced the duty of caring for your parents and younger siblings, shouldering their dreams and aspirations as your own. Leaving your beloved wife behind, you embarked on a journey in the merchant navy, spending months away from home without the luxury of modern communication. All this, so you could provide for your family and ensure their well-being. Your dedication to your family continued even after leaving the navy. In job, you were known for your disciplin...

 Dear Wife, I hear you, and I understand that you're feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. Motherhood is a demanding role, and it can often feel like you're carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. It's clear that you take pride in your ability to keep everything together and handle multiple responsibilities, but it's reached a point where it's become too much for you to handle alone. I want you to know that I appreciate and value everything you do for our family. I see the effort you put into managing the household, taking care of our children, and ensuring that everything runs smoothly. Your dedication and commitment do not go unnoticed, even if it may seem that way at times. I understand that you're tired of having to delegate tasks and give instructions. It's not your responsibility to constantly tell me what needs to be done. I hear your request loud and clear - you'd like me to take initiative and contribute without needing to be asked. I w...

 Being a mother is indeed a challenging and demanding role that often requires sacrificing personal time and putting the needs of your children before your own. It involves a multitude of responsibilities and a constant commitment to caring for your children's well-being. Mothers often face long hours, little rest, and a lack of personal space or privacy. They may feel overwhelmed, exhausted, and occasionally question their abilities. However, despite the difficulties, many mothers find fulfillment in their role because of the deep love they have for their children. They embrace the sacrifices and challenges because they recognize the incredible privilege of being a mother. The bond between a mother and her child is profound and unique. The joy, smiles, and unconditional love received from their children outweigh the sacrifices made. Mothers take their commitment seriously and hold themselves to high standards when it comes to caring for their children. They understand the importan...

 Dear Husband, You're a great dad, a great man. You work hard. You're very likable. "He's such a nice guy!" they always say. They're right—you are. But I'm at my breaking point. You hear me constantly sigh. You notice me putting my face in my hands. You glance at me sitting at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the wall after everyone's already gotten up after dinner. You ask my why I'm cranky when we're here at home on any given weeknight and everything should otherwise be hunky-dory. Sometimes I respond with a soft and resigned "Nothing, I'm just tired," and sometimes I snap back with a sharp "I'm just effing tired!" Sometimes, I just yell about something unrelated and random. When this happens, you tend to step back and leave me alone, because who the hell wants to deal with that kind of stuff from your wife? I then sit on the edge of our bed and let it all out, once again, like a broken record: my "I just...

  السَـلاَمُ عَلَيــْكُم وَرَحْمَةُ اللهِ وَبَرَكـَاتُۃ ‎إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعون اللَّهُـمَّ اغْفِـرْ لَهُ ، وَارْحَمْـهُ ، وَعَافِهِ ، وَاعْفُ عَنْـهُ ، وَأَكْـرِمْ نُزُلَـهُ ، وَوَسِّـعْ مُدْخَـلَهُ ، وَاغْسِلْـهُ بِالْمَـاءِ وَالثَّـلْجِ وَالْبَـرَدِ ، وَنَقِّـهِ مِنَ الْخَطَـايَا كَمَا نَـقَّيْتَ الـثَّوْبَ الأَبْيَـضَ مِنَ الدَّنَـسِ،وَأَبْـدِلْهُ دَارًا خَـيْرًا مِنْ دَارِهِ ، وَأَهْلًا خَـيْرًا مِنْ أَهْلِـهِ ، وَزَوْجًا خَـيْرًا مِنْ زَوْجِهِ ، وَأَدْخِـلْهُ الْجَـنَّةَ ، وَأَعِـذْهُ مِنْ عَذَابِ الْقَـبْرِ وَعَذَابِ النَّـارِ My ........... has passed away. May the most forgiving lord enter him into jannah without any accountability ameen. May he be in the company of our beloved and His beloved صَلَّى اللّٰهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ.  May Allah SWT protect him from the trials and the punishment of grave. May Allah SWT save him from the punishment of fire. May Allah SWT make his grave a garden from the gardens of jannah. May Allah SWT help him to answer M...

 ایک سوچ عقل سے پھسل گئی مجھے یاد تھی کہ بدل گئی میری سوچ تھی کہ وہ خواب تھا میری زندگی کا حساب تھا میری جستجو کے برعکس تھی میری مشکلوں کا وہ عکس تھی مجھے یاد ھو تو وہ سوچ تھی جو نہ یاد ھو تو گماں تھا مجھے بیٹھے بیٹھے گماں ھوا گماں نہیں تھا خدا تھا وہ وہ خدا کے جس نے زبان دی مجھے دل دیا مجھے جان دی وہ زبان جسے نہ چلا سکے وہ دل جسے نہ منا سکے وہ چاہ جسے نہ لگا سکے کبھی مل تو تجھے بتائیں ھم تجھے اس طرح سے ستائیں ھم تیرا عشق تجھ سے چھین کے تجھے مہ پلا کے رلائیں ھم تجھے درد دوں تو نہ سہ سکے تجھے دوں زباں تو نہ کہ سکے تجھے دوں مکاں تو نہ رہ سکے تجھے مشکلوں میں گھرا کے میں ایسا رستہ نکال دوں تیرے درد کی میں دوا کروں کسی غرض کے میں سوا کروں تجھے ہر نظر پہ عبور دوں تجھے زندگی کا شعور دوں کبھی مل بھی جائیں گے غم نہ کر ھم گر بھی جائینگے غم نہ کر تیرے ایک ھونے میں شک نہیں میری نیتوں کو تو صاف کر تیری شان میں کمی نہیں میرے اس کلام کو معاف کر