Feeling Blessed

My Books in dreame: :Feeling Blessed :Arranged Imperfectly. Only Her Enjoy reading, kindly leave some comments if you love it and like it thank you so much, please give it a chance as it's been my first book since I started my writing journey. Thanks ***** The motto of the book: Walk alone until Allah(Almighty)sends you someone to walk with." "Be the flower whose scents fill even the hand that crushes it." "No family is flawless." Even though we fight, quarrel, and occasionally do not even communicate, family is family, and love and support will always be there. Have you ever heard the saying "blood is thicker than water?" I have another book named, arranged Imperfectly which is well written than this and can be read as stand alone, I hope you check it out and I hope you love both of my books. Thank you so much. Please check out my other book ARRANGED IMPERFECTLY and thank you for reading feeling blessed I really appreciated it. Aren't we the ones making everything seem difficult by our assumptions, overthinking and misunderstandings SAMINA: I rubbed my eyes, opened them slowly, stretched my arms, and looked up to see the time with drowsy eyes. I am grateful that I arrived on time today without the aid of an alarm. In order to ensure that I do wake up, I occasionally set more than two alarms. I recited some morning Duas(supplications) and got up from the bed. My dad recited Adhan (call for prayer) after I woke them up. On the basic prayer mat, we stood behind him and he stood in front of us. Thank God, that is how we pray every day. "The Fajr prayer is a blessing, a reminder that Allah (SWT) has selected us to be among those who worship Him when everyone else is asleep, thank God." After the Fajr prayer, I took a nap, set my alarm once more, took off my hairpin, and let my hair fall to my shoulders. I leave my hair loose so it can get some air, at least at night, but I have an odd habit of wearing a hijab (headscarf) while I sleep. Since I have grown accustomed to it, I simply admire and love this odd habit, even though I occasionally throw it away when it is hot. Since I have an allergy to air conditioners and get headaches when the room cools, I do not usually turn them on. However, since it does not get very hot here very often, there is no need. ********** That annoying piercing sound of the alarm clock was disturbing me till I snoozed it. I lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, reflecting on my life. When I am by myself in my room, lying on my bed, and suddenly I remember that I have somewhere to be, that is the best time to think. My first instinct was to leap out of bed, take off the blanket, fold it, and tidy the bed before getting ready. I suppose it was not a good idea to nap in the morning. It's already 10 am Ya Allah. "What timing! My phone rang!" I smiled as soon as I saw the caller's name on the screen. I accepted the call and informed her that, if Allah wills it, I would be there in an hour, but first I was looking forward to something else. When I checked my w*****d account, I was thrilled. I quickly opened the app and was surprised to see that more people had viewed the first chapter of my first book. Thank God, I thanked Allah. I never imagined that I would write a book of my own, much less publish it. After praying, start something from the bottom of your heart, and you will be amazed by the results. I heard a lovely voice leading me to the kitchen as I descended the stairs, where my mother was cooking while singing her favorite Nasheeds. 'Mountains of Makkah.' I smiled slightly as I said, "Assalamualeikum mom." "Waleikumsalam," she replied, still preparing her father's lunch. They are my role model and I always adore them because of their bond, SubhanAllah. Dad works from home on Saturdays, so we have a family lunch together, which I will have to miss. I gave her an apologetic look, and she understood. Although I felt bad for leaving her, I assured her that I would see "her" again soon. my best friend, I told her that but also Allah had his own plans. "We plan, but Allah plans best, so let us see how He has prepared my day." "Every day has expectations at the beginning and experiences at the end." As quickly as possible, I returned to my room, brushed my hair, picked out some new clothes, and looked in the mirror. Any need for makeup? No, why should I ruin the beauty that Allah has bestowed upon me? I hurriedly grabbed an apple because I had not eaten breakfast and hurried out of the house, shutting the main door behind me. I realized that I had neglected to complete a crucial task. I hurried back inside and gave my mother a hug and a kiss on the cheeks. I recited Ayatul Kursi both before and after I left the house because she told me to pray before I left. I expressed my gratitude to Allah once more for providing me with a fresh day full of opportunities. "Be like a tree and you will always bear fruit, regardless of how many stones people throw at you." I heard a car honking while I was out on the street. I was already late, so I did not bother to move aside. The street is open for everyone to walk on. I became irritated when the horn screeched through the still air once more. "Who is that obnoxious driver?" I raised my bewildered eyebrows in question. Ignoring the crazy thoughts, I continued to move slowly out of fear but dared not turn around. "I am headed in the right direction, so why would anyone bother me when I am already running late?" Nowadays, people still want to drive despite being extremely careless and ignorant of basic traffic laws. He at least honked, but since I was already running late, I chose to ignore it. I could already feel my hands shaking and trembling. I had a lot of weird ideas going through my head right now. It is unsafe to walk alone these days; far too many cases of girls being abducted and tortured have occurred, which has made me afraid, but I choose to remain composed and deal with the situation. *** Please please vote for me am takin part in the #DREAMEREADERSCHOICEAWARDS Thank you so much