Record speeches in your own voice and listen to them.
Do a DIY decor for your wall.
Read a book out loud in mimicked voices. (Record if you’re bold enough.)
Or you could try toggling the reading speed dramatically, like an audio record gone crazy.
Clean your room/desk/shelf. Seriously, it’s fun.
Doodle away your thoughts on a paper and call it a masterpiece.
Stuff cookies, chocolates, fruits and random things together to make your own “Chef’s special dessert”.
Listen to insightful audio lectures.
Fill up a bottle with oil, water and some color. Shake it and watch the magic.
Read the Quran or play it on loop.
Make lists. Or lists of lists. Or lists of lists of lists!
Make/find something nice and wrap it up with all your creativity to gift someone you love.
Write inspirational words in your most fabulous handwriting on pieces of paper. Stick them on your table/wall/headboard/ceiling.
Have a reading/listening/watching session on a history/science topic you don’t know very well.
If all else fails…..Read a book
SleepBuild a super awesome blanket fort!
Monthly Archives: April 2015
A glimpse back. A minute.
Now that seemed infinite.
Across the playground courts.
They knew nothing better and nothing worse.
No unuttered grudges, no cold remorse,
No holding back thoughts, no repelling force.
“Will you play with me?”
Never ending conversations
Games full of incarnations
Idiotic laughter sessions
Dead serious operations
Till they’re knocked right off all…sensations.
10 years across the timeline.
Now there’s a fine line
Between their playground courts,
Cut off by countries and ports.
They have their very own forts,
No TNT cords
Not even social networks
Can bear the weight of the distance, anymore.
A barely inhabited chatbox.
“Any exams going on?”
They go to sleep hoping to dream of all the taped tennis balls they’d lost.
Among other lost things.
Once Umar (radiyallahu ‘anhu) and his son Abdullah ibn Umar (radiyallahu ‘anhu) were riding with the Prophet (sallallahu alayhi wasallam). Abdullah had a camel (owned by his father) that was naturally very fast, and it kept crossing the camel of the Prophet and going beyond it, no matter how much Abdullah tried to hold it back.
At one point, Umar (ra) got really mad at him and said, “Ya Abdullah! No one should go in front of the Prophet! Move your camel!” Abdullah kept struggling with his camel and Rasulullah (Sm.) could see that Abdullah was hurt, because his father had put him down in front of the Prophet (Sm).
So all of a sudden Rasulullah (Sm) stopped, went to Umar (who owned the camel his son was riding) and said, “Sell it to me.” Umar (ra) tried to give it to him as a gift but Rasulullah (Sm) insisted and paid for the camel and bought it.
Then the Prophet (Sm) took the camel, gave it to Abdullah and told him, “This is for you, Abdullah. Do as you wish with it.” (Meaning he was giving him permission to go infront of him.)
[Reference: Hadith is in Sahih Al-Bukhari, Volume 3, Book 47, Hadith no. 781]
This story is way too beautiful, Subhanallah! The love and care of the Prophet (Sm) for Ibn Umar just makes me smile in awe!