Constructive post.

As-salamu alaikum!
BismiLlahi Rahmani Rahim.

From now on I'm starting a new life. Is there a better time to change ourselves and our lives?
Doors of Jahannam are closed, doors of Jannah are open. There are so many opportunities to get better in body and spirit. So let's do it! Next time I'll write down my goals here not to forget them, and I'll try to achieve 'em one day in sha Allah.

This time I'm pure as a sheet of paper. I freed my mind, my soul and my heart from the devastating memories and the people who left me, Allah settled there now.

God bless you, my friends!

Brand new day. Brand new life.

I am so tired. My biggest dream for now is to give up with this mire in my head, with this mess in my heart.
It feels like I have a seasickness and I can not go ashore. My ship is swinging on the waves all the time.
I wish to wait for a calm.
I wish to forget all my weaknesses and fears and one day wake up and realize that I'm totally alive, and there  are no reasons to bury myseld alive.

"Lead me to you, O God, along the smoothest road"

Ameen.

A walk to remember. Love this place.

Open your heart

Spring

 

Look at the sky, look how sun shines for you.

Smell the fresh air and make a deep breath.

The sun is shining, the weather is sweet.

My way to this blog.

I have a long way to start writing into this blog. How was that?

I liked to read other Muslim girls blogs at time to time, there are usually shown different styles of headscarf wearing, it was useful for me. Also, there was a lot of pictures of hijabi girls, in coloured trousers, skirts, scarves... I liked it at the first time.
One day I saw a beautiful photo of Muslim couple, they were standing facing each other and looking into each other's eyes. There were so much emotions in this picture, so I started searching its origin and I found Dora Dalila's blog. Oh, I spent there about two hours, I instantly felt in love with it. When I've been reading posts about Dora's "Hijab War", I felt like there was someone in my stomach. I really understood her feelings in such situation. Exactly, I had similar problems, a guess every Muslim girl had them.
So, I was inspired with Dora's bravery, with her desire to defend her Imaan.

And later I realized that girls, whose conversations focused only on clothes, make up, fashion, fashion-shows, parties...How could they be good slaves of God? And where are their humility and obedience? Between two fashion parties? Could they be an example for me?
I don't blame them. I don't think that we're doing bad, when we dressed nicely. I just want to show that the main thing is not what is outside but what is inside.


Peace and blessings of God.

Snowy forest.

What a wonderful winter. 

Never liked it, but this year I saw that even cold, freeze winter can be warm, if its beauty felt by heart.

Salaam!

Well, hi there! Or salaam-o-alaikum.
I wanted to have my own blog long time ago and... it's time to start it now! :-)

My name is Guzal, I live in cold, snowy Russia. Today is the 3rd day of Spring, but there are still freezy here. 

Tomorrow we are going to the ice-rink with my nieces, hope it will be sunny day insha Allah.

With best regards from big, cold and kind Russia <3