The New Me: From #ThugLife to #RugLife

As I sit down to put my pen to paper (or more appropriately my fingers to the keyboard) a number of thoughts cross my mind. I don't know where to start from or what to write about. I'm pretty awful at writing and I never submitted my creative writing homeworks ( I was quite smart at dodging my teachers), neither have I been gifted with an eloquent tongue.

My life has been unique in its very own away. Despite being born a Muslim, to parents who practiced, and still practice, Islam ma shaa Allah, I never prayed salah. Regardless of the constant efforts my mom made, yes she tried everything,  I was wayyy too stubborn. To me, praying, more specifically offering the five daily prayers was everything a person needed to be a classified as a 'good' Muslim. I knew what I did was wrong, yet I did it, and thought I was living the perfect life. Friends and looks were the only things that mattered. This continued until the age of 14 or maybe 15. So what exactly happened and made me who I am today? Well, if I answer this question in one word it would be: Quran.

Yes the Quran happened to me or maybe Ramadan happened to me. We simply joined Quran classes in our locality. Our teacher was amazing, and Allah made her the waseela (means) of guiding me alhamdulIllah. The effect that the Quran had on me cannot be put into words. It left me mesmerized, I used to cry and the more I cried the better I felt. The feeling was irreplaceable. I started praying the very first day of Ramadan and I didn't miss a single prayer. Something huge about me had changed and it felt good.

This specific Ramadan came during summer vacations and I was changing schools which assisted the change and helped me start hijab. We all know how peer pressure slows down our progress towards changing for the better. This time, there was no peer pressure. I was moving to a new school. I was going to meet new people. So starting hijab wasn't a problem, alhamdulIllah.

I gave up listening to music, cheating, lying and started working on giving up backbiting too. Other changes followed. I loved the new me. :)

Now, almost 2 years have passed by, alhamdulIllah. Sometimes though, I feel like my imaan deteriorates when I don't keep connected to the Quran. A
day passes by without me spending time with the Quran and its hard for me to stay positive in life. I wait desperately for Ramadan every year because it brings back so many memories. It is the perfect time for me to renew my connection with Allah and for recharging my imaan!

Know that the Quran has the power to transform. It changed the world 1400 years ago. Hearts are easier to change than the world, no? If you want to change for good, I suggest you read and reflect upon the beautiful words of Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala! The change won't be a bowl of icecream though. The graph of life is never a straight line, it has ups and downs especially when you're trying to walk the right path.

"AND HE FOUND YOU LOST AND GUIDED YOU." (ad-Duha)

Now sisters, all of us should utilise this Ramadan to its fullest in shaa Allah. Its that time of the year when the devils are chained, its easier to give up evil and adopt good habits, habits that would last until the next Ramadan and the rest of our lives in shaa Allah. Don't forget to enroll in Quran classes and don't miss taraweeh. Fee aman Allah.

Let me know if you like my first post, also if you want me to write about my niqab story or anything else. I'm open to suggestions in shaa Allah. Love to all the sisters out there.

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