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 *Together Forever* [[-- Episode 5 --]] ------------------ بسم الله الرحمان الرجيم Sometimes, after marriage, the strong love you felt can start to feel weaker. This happens to many people. It does not mean you married the wrong person. It often means you have stopped learning about each other. Why does love change after marriage? When you were dating, you tried very hard to know each other. After marriage, you might think, "I know everything about my spouse." But this is not true. People change. What they like changes. If you think you already know everything, you can become bored or disinterested. My People, Marriage is a journey of knowing each other again and again. You must keep learning what is important to your spouse. This keeps your love fresh. In fact, Researchers found that in the happiest marriages, the husband makes a real effort to know his wife well. Yes! Men and women are different. They feel and act in different ways. A wife may talk more about her feelings. ...

 *Together Forever* [[-- Episode 4 --]] ------------------ بسم الله الرحمان الرجيم Love can feel different after marriage. Sometimes it feels less strong. This is normal, but it does not have to stay that way. Think of love like sand in your hands. If you squeeze it too hard, it slips away faster. Love cannot be forced, bought, or made by wishing. Yes. It grows when we work for it. Now, Why does love sometimes grow weaker after marriage? One big reason is talking about your spouse to others. My People, When we are upset, we may talk to friends, family, or neighbors about our husband or wife. We share small complaints or private problems. But this can hurt love. Why? (1) Sharing your spouse’s secrets or faults makes them feel disrespected. (2) It can make you focus only on what is wrong. (3) People you talk to might add more negative ideas, making problems seem bigger. This does not mean you should never ask for help. Sometimes we need advice. But there is a difference between seeki...

 FAJR REMINDER: KHALWA ISN’T AN EXCUSE! By: Umm Affān Sha'bān 4, 1447 (23-January-2026) Yawm Al-Jumu’ah, known as the day of congregational prayer for Muslims, holds a special significance. Unlike the other five daily obligatory prayers, which can be performed individually under valid circumstances, Jumu’ah prayer cannot be observed alone. It is considered Wājib (compulsory) for every able adult male Muslim who is neither sick nor traveling. This makes it an essential practice in Islām. Neglecting or failing to attend Jumu’ah without a valid excuse is regarded as a grave sin. The Prophet (ﷺ) warned, “People should come for Jumu’ah and stop neglecting it, or else Allāh will most certainly seal their hearts and they will most certainly be among the Ghāfilīn (those who do not remember Allāh at all).” [Ṣaḥīḥ Muslim 865] Additionally, he stated, “Whoever leaves three Jumu’ah consecutively out of negligence will have a seal placed upon his heart.” [Sunan An-Nasa'i 1369]. Regretta...

 DAILY ISLAMIC REMINDER. Yaumul Jumuat, 4th day of Sha’abaan, 1447AH, Friday, 23rd January, 2026.  *_SOME PRACTICAL LESSONS FOR OUR DAILY LIFE FROM SUURATUL QAARIAH (Qur’an 102)_*. BismilLahir Rahmanir Raheem.  Let's conclude with our studies of suuratul Qaariah with some practical Lessons as follows; 1. Take Accountability Seriously Ask yourself daily: “If my deeds were weighed today, would they be heavy?” 2. Never Underestimate Small Good Deeds. A smile, charity, honesty, patience, everything counts. 3. Do Not Be Deceived by the Dunya Mountains will crumble; wealth and titles will vanish. Only eemaan and righteous deeds remain. 4. Prepare for the Hereafter Balance work, family, and worship with intention for ALLAH Azzawajal. 5. Fear That Leads to Action. This sūrah instills productive fear, fear that reforms behavior, not despair. *_May ALLAH Azzawajal keep guiding and protecting us from any satanic influences_*. Aameen.

 🌷 *The Relationship of Sha’baan with Ramadhaan*🌷 by Asma bint Shameem  Sha’baan is the PRECURSOR, the FORERUNNER to Ramadhaan.  It is the month of PREPARATION for Ramadhaan.  That is why it is said that the relationship of Sha’baan with Ramadhaan is like that of the *Sunnah ar-Rawaatib to the Fardh prayers*.  🔺*What are ar-Rawaatib?* These are the Sunnah prayers associated with the five daily prayers.  So just as these Sunnah prayers help PREPARE us for the daily Fardh prayers, similarly the month of Sha’baan helps us *_prepare_* for the upcoming month of Ramadhaan.  That’s why we’re encouraged SO MUCH to FAST in the month of Sha’baan ....to PREPARE us for the fasting of Ramadhaan.  And that’s one of the reasons why the Prophet ﷺ would FAST MOST of Sha’baan.   🍃Usama ibn Zayd radhi Allaahu anhu said:  “Oh Messenger of Allaah, why don't I see you fast in other months like you do in Sha'baan?  He said:  “That is a month...

 Chapter 13 – The Jealous Wives After the death of Maikudi, sadness covered the house like a dark cloud. Every corner of the home reminded them of him—his seat in the sitting room, his cup, his shoes by the door, the sound of his voice that no longer echoed in the mornings. The children would sometimes run to his room by mistake, forgetting for a moment that their father was no longer there, only to stop suddenly and cry. But even though Maikudi was gone, the story of the family did not end. In fact, a new chapter of their lives had just begun. In the first weeks after his burial, Ameera was completely broken. She barely spoke. She barely ate. She would sit quietly, staring into space, remembering his smile, his laughter, his advice. Sometimes she would hold his clothes and cry silently so the children would not hear her. At that time, it was Sakina and Maryam who became her strength. They stayed by her side day and night. “Sister, you must eat,” Sakina would say gently, bringing f...

 Chapter 12 – The Jealous Wives It was a morning no one would ever forget. Maikudi had left the house early that day, smiling as usual, reminding the children to behave and telling the wives he would be back before sunset. None of them knew it would be the last time they would hear his voice in strength. On his way back from work, tragedy struck. A terrible accident happened on the road. His body was badly injured, and by the time help arrived, he was unconscious. He was rushed to the hospital in critical condition. Doctors worked tirelessly, but the damage was severe. Maikudi fell into a deep coma. For three long months, he did not wake up. The news spread like fire. Ameera, Sakina, and Maryam rushed to the hospital with the children. When they saw him lying there, motionless, surrounded by machines, tubes, and monitors, their hearts broke into pieces. Ameera collapsed into tears. Sakina held the bed rail tightly, shaking. Maryam stood frozen, unable to speak. “This cannot be happ...

 Chapter 11 – The Jealous Wives It was a very bright morning, the kind that carried calmness in the air. A cool breeze passed gently through the windows, touching the curtains and whispering peace into the house. For the first time in many years, the house woke up without tension, without fear, without hidden bitterness. That morning, Sakina and Maryam woke up early. They looked at each other and smiled—something that once felt impossible. “Let us wake Ameera,” Sakina said softly. Maryam nodded. “She deserves rest today.” They walked quietly to Ameera’s room and knocked gently. “Ameera,” Sakina called. “Wake up.” There was no response. Maryam smiled and opened the door slowly. Ameera was still sleeping deeply, her face calm, her body clearly tired from years of carrying burdens. Maryam whispered, “SubhanAllah… she is exhausted.” Sakina sat beside her and touched her shoulder gently. “Ameera… wake up. Fajr time has passed.” Ameera opened her eyes suddenly and sat up in shock. “Fajr?...

 Chapter 10 – The Jealous Wives When Sakina and Maryam returned to the house that day after the discussion, something happened that neither of them had prepared their hearts for. As they entered the compound, the children ran out happily. But what shocked them most was not the noise or the laughter—it was who the children ran to. “Mother Ameera!” one of Maryam’s children shouted joyfully. “Mama!” Sakina’s little boy cried as he jumped into Ameera’s arms. Ameera laughed softly, holding them close, fixing one child’s hijab and wiping dust from another’s face. The children surrounded her, pulling her hands, asking her to play, telling her stories, laughing freely. Sakina stopped walking. Maryam froze. They looked at each other in disbelief. Maryam whispered, “Are they… calling her mother?” Sakina’s voice trembled. “My son… he never used to smile like that.” They stood there silently, watching as the children played around Ameera—some climbing onto her lap, some sitting beside her, oth...

 Chapter 9 – The Jealous Wives One quiet afternoon, while Ameera was seated in the house supervising the younger children as they revised their lessons, her phone rang. She looked at the screen and froze. The name staring back at her was one she had not expected to see again so soon—Sakina. Her heart began to beat faster. For a moment, she considered ignoring the call. Memories rushed back to her: the insults, the accusations, the court, the tears, the humiliation. Her hands trembled slightly as the phone continued to ring. At last, she answered. “Assalamu alaikum,” Ameera said softly. There was a pause on the other end before Sakina replied, her voice sounding uncertain. “Wa alaikum salam… Ameera.” “Yes?” Ameera asked carefully. “I want us to meet,” Sakina said. “There is something important we need to discuss.” Ameera swallowed hard. “Meet? Where?” “At Shoprite,” Sakina replied. “Please. Just come. Maryam will also be there.” The mention of Maryam made Ameera’s chest tighten. Fea...

 Chapter 8 – The Jealous Wives When they returned home after the court case, the house no longer felt like a home. The walls were the same, the rooms were the same, but something inside them had broken beyond repair. Maikudi walked in slowly, his steps heavy, his face tired—not from sickness, but from disappointment. He sat down in the parlor without saying a word. Ameera followed quietly and stood by the door, while Sakina and Maryam sat on the other side, whispering to each other. For a long time, silence filled the room. Then Maikudi spoke. “I have seen everything,” he said in a low voice. “Not only in court… but in my heart.” No one answered. “When the doctor came to this house and said my condition was critical,” he continued, “that I might die if a kidney was not found… what did you do?” Sakina looked down. Maryam folded her arms. Maikudi raised his voice slightly. “Instead of standing together, instead of thinking about my life, you fought. You accused. You destroyed each ot...

 Chapter 7 The Jealous Wives It was a holiday, one of those rare days when everyone was at home at the same time. The house felt warmer than usual, filled with movement, laughter, and the noise of children running from one room to another. Food was cooking in the kitchen, and the smell spread through the house, giving a sense of togetherness that had been missing for a long time. From the outside, anyone passing by would think the family was finally whole again. Ameera moved quietly from one place to another, doing what she had always done. She checked on the food, cleaned where needed, and made sure the children were comfortable. Her face carried calm, but inside her heart, she remained cautious. Experience had taught her that peace in the house could change without warning. Sakina sat nearby, holding her child. As she watched Ameera move around, memories flooded her mind. She remembered the days she was weak, the nights she could not sleep, and the fear that had filled her heart ...

 Chapter Six  The Jealous wives  Maikudi became completely worn out by everything that was happening in his home. Every single day came with a new quarrel, new accusations, new tears. His heart was heavy, his mind restless, and his body tired. No matter how hard he tried to be fair, no matter how many rules he set, peace refused to stay. At last, he decided that the matter had grown beyond him alone. One evening, he gathered courage and said, “This problem is bigger than me. I will call our families. Maybe when elders speak, hearts will soften.” Messages were sent to everyone. Parents, uncles, aunties, elders, and respected relatives from both his side and the wives’ families came together. The house was filled with people, but instead of comfort, the air was tense and cold. Ameera sat quietly at the edge of the room, her eyes lowered. Sakina sat upright, her face filled with sorrow. Maryam sat beside her, nodding gently as if already agreeing with everything Sakina would...

 Chapter Five The Jealous Wives After the death of Sakina’s child, the atmosphere in the house changed completely. Grief spread beyond the walls of their home and reached the ears of neighbors, relatives, and people in the community. Instead of comfort and sympathy, suspicion slowly began to grow. All eyes turned toward Ameera. Whispers followed her wherever she went. Women gathered in corners, lowering their voices when she passed. Some openly questioned her character, while others hinted at things too painful to repeat. “Why did the child die?” “Such things don’t just happen.” “Isn’t Ameera always at home?” “Maybe there is more to this story.” Ameera heard the rumors. Each word pierced her heart like a knife. She was shocked, exhausted, and deeply hurt. Never in her life had she imagined that patience and kindness would be repaid with such accusations. She cried in silence, turning only to Allah in the depths of the night. Maikudi noticed the tension and the growing noise from th...