The energy of genuine people is hard to explain, but easy to feel. They are present without pretense, give selflessly, and carry a calming frequency. Do you know why their energy always feels stronger?

Within every soul, there is a longing —
not just for love, but for a love that draws two hearts closer to Allah.

I am not a perfect person, but every day I strive to live with sincerity, gratitude, and faith.
Prayers, fasting, honesty, and kindness are not mere duties for me — they are my peace, my connection with Allah, and the compass that guides my life.

I believe that a marriage built upon faith, compassion, and truth becomes a bridge to Paradise.
For me, love is not about appearance — it means two hearts growing together toward one eternal goal.

My dream is a home filled with faith, laughter, and the joyful voices of our children —
children raised with the Qur’an in their hearts, good manners, education, and a love for learning and health.
I usually exercise for at least an hour every day and believe that taking care of the body is also a form of gratitude to Allah for His blessings.

I hope our first journey together will be to Mecca, to begin our shared life with the blessing of the Sacred House of Allah.

I wish to have a large, loving, and blessed family, Insha’Allah — at least five children or more —
for the Qur’an reminds us that children are among the greatest mercies of our Creator.

I admire a woman who is kind, positive, and filled with inner light —
a woman who smiles easily, finds beauty in small things,
and believes that love itself is an act of worship.

I have great affection for animals, especially cats —
they bring calmness and gentle energy to a home.

I believe that indifference to the suffering of others, whether human or animal, darkens the soul.
Every action matters; Allah records even the smallest good and the smallest wrong — and that awareness shapes the way I live.

I seek a woman whose faith lives not only in her words, but also in her heart and actions —
someone who will walk beside her husband sincerely and faithfully,
hand in hand, through the light and the tests of this world, seeking the pleasure of Allah.

And lastly, an important note:
Due to what I have observed and experienced in life, I value sincerity and pure intentions in marriage above all else.
Unfortunately, in today’s world, some people view marriage merely as a means for immigration or travel,
and such unions often end shortly after they begin.
Therefore, I wish to build a relationship founded on honesty, true commitment, and spiritual purpose,
not on worldly interests or temporary goals.

If you believe that faithful love, mutual respect, and spiritual growth are the essence of a blessed marriage,
then perhaps — just perhaps — Allah has already written our paths to meet.

🌿 May Allah guide us both toward what is best for our hearts and our Hereafter.

In this whole era of Muslim marriage apps where men and women from any country can match..i still stick to one simple principle: I don’t date.

It’s not because I’m trying to be ‘holier-than-thou.’ It’s because I’ve done the whole dating thing years ago, and honestly, it was absolutely pointless. Now, I only keep the introduction period short, one or two months at most..just to discuss vision, values, and the direction of the relationship.

Of course we need to talk before marriage, but what we talk about matters. Not the endless “good morning, good night” routine. We’re too grown for that, and it adds zero value to an actual marriage.

And to the ladies: when a man says ‘let’s get to know each other,’ that phase should last a maximum of one to two months. After that, if he hasn’t met your family or shown a real plan, then skip him. Close the chapter. One to two months of meaningful, conceptual conversation is enough! anything beyond that should move into real intentions and real steps.

I used to think that love was always about possession. As if affection had to be reciprocated, closeness had to be maintained, and someone's existence had to remain within a circle we could monitor. But time has slowly taught us that love is never built on possession. It grows from willingness, from the realization that humans never belong to anyone. We only entrust our hearts temporarily, then hand them back to our respective journeys.

This understanding doesn't come overnight. It comes from the experience of loss, from the anxiety of seeing someone we love choose their own path, from the inner struggle between holding on or letting go. Slowly, we begin to realize that mature love doesn't force. It actually gives us space, even when that space distances us from someone who was once so close. There's pain, of course. But there's also a slowly growing relief when we understand that love means respecting another person's destiny as we respect our own.

1. Love is space, not a cage

Healthy love gives breath to two souls to grow. Within that space, there's no urge to dominate or demand. We learn to enjoy togetherness without attachment, and accept separation without resentment. This space becomes a place where love is not forced, but allowed to flow naturally.

2. Acceptance means understanding that everyone has their own path.

When someone chooses a different path, it doesn't mean we're not worthy enough. It's simply a sign that life has other plans for them, and for us. Acceptance is a form of inner maturity, when we no longer ask why, but instead learn to see that the human journey is not always parallel.

3. Loss teaches maturity more than anything else.

Loss often erases the illusions we've held onto. From there, we learn that love isn't about holding on to everything we want, but about growing ourselves in the process of letting go. Every wound becomes a doorway to a broader understanding of humanity and all its fragility.

4. Loving without possessing brings greater peace of mind.

There's a serenity that only arises when we stop forcing a particular outcome. We begin to see that another person's happiness is also part of our own. From this point, love becomes clearer. It no longer craves recognition. It simply wants to give, understand, and remain warm, even from a distance.

5. Letting go is not the end, but the truest form of love

When we are willing to see someone walk in a different direction, we are practicing one of the most valuable forms of love. We allow them to be themselves, without our shadow holding them back or controlling them. There are tears, there is silence, but within it lies a deep respect for the freedom of the human spirit.

If love always teaches us something, then the question is: what lesson is life really teaching you right now?

"My Lord never taught me to KEEP AWAY or BE AN ENEMIES towards anyone, unless that person gives me a SIGN to keep away from them,

Whether it's from their attitude, their behavior, or their speech."

True love doesn't seek reflection in the eyes of others;
it is a light that burns without praise.
Giving, even if it isn't understood, is a silent victory;
it is there that the soul finds its own meaning.

You lose nothing when you give,
for love is a flowing river, not a filled vessel.
Every drop you let go becomes rain,
growing a garden in a heart that was once barren.

Don't be afraid of being empty because of giving,
for that space is where God plants new meaning.
In loss, you know abundance,
and in giving, you learn to be a source of life.

True love demands nothing in return;
it is content with itself, its constant flow.
It knows: giving is the highest way to exist,
and in giving, the heart finds its purest face.

I was taught to grow, not to appear tall, but to take deep roots. Because height without roots is just arrogance waiting to fall.

Like rice that bends when it's full, I learned that maturity doesn't need to be shown; it can be felt in how we give meaning to those around us.

There are many who want to tower like weeds—growing quickly, appearing majestic on the surface, but blocking others from the light.
I don't want to be like that. Because weeds, no matter how beautifully they sway in the wind, will wither without leaving any meaning.

The rice taught me to bow, not out of inferiority, but because it knows its place on earth. It bears the burden of life's grains, and that is precisely where its glory lies. It makes no sound, but everyone who is hungry knows it as a helper.

So I choose to be rice—simple but useful, quiet but full. In a world that worships the hard and the tall, I want to be gentle and bow.
Because in humility, humans find their meaning again...

Remember, someone who knows you with their heart will be different from someone who knows you with their eyes. Someone who knows you with their heart will have a presence that brings a thousand sincerity. But someone who knows you with their eyes will have a presence that is only out of curiosity...

Let the past rest,
like a fallen leaf making room for a new sprout.
There is a sadness that no longer needs to be explained,
because some wounds can only be understood through silence.
Behind the silence, there is a heart slowly learning to make peace with shadows it once wanted to forget, but which can only be accepted as part of the journey,
no longer painful, but not completely gone either.

We learn that making peace doesn't mean no longer feeling,
but rather understanding that feelings have their own time to come, to settle, and eventually to subside.

Making peace is when we stop asking "why,"
and begin to accept that what has passed is part of life's journey,
so that we can recognize another side of ourselves that is more patient, gentler,
more able to face wounds without fear,
and wiser when recalling memories that once felt painful.

In that silence,
we find a gentle strength
teaching that making peace is not giving up, but rather accepting, understanding, and allowing ourselves to grow
from every trace that has shaped us.

There are times when God breaks the branch you thought would shelter you forever.

Not to bring you down.

But so you know that true shelter lies only under His sky.

Know that humans are but shadows in the evening.

They are beautiful to accompany you while the light is still there, but they fade when the sun is no longer high.

Not because shadows betray you, but because night must come, so you learn that loving light must come from its source, not from its reflection.

Loss is sometimes like rain in a dry season.

It makes you shiver, but it grows new life from the soil of your soul.

So is your loss. Perhaps that's where the seeds of your destiny are sown, until one day you will understand that what is gone is not lost.
It is simply returned to its owner.

So don't cry for what is gone, even if it doesn't return.

Because life isn't about loss, but how you must keep moving forward, even when something has slipped from your grasp.

Because in reality, those who leave are only those who are destined to stop by, while you still have tomorrow to write a new story with Allah who never leaves you....✍️