It is a sad world we live in. Constricted hearts and doubtful minds. Where someone merely implementing the bare basics of Islam is scrutinised and hated. Unable to make any mistakes because who said the one trying to pracrice his/her faith is allowed to fall short. Where a man loses his religion over a woman and a woman leaves her dignity because of the harsh treatment of a man. Where one is angered seeing another happy, the apparent picture hiding the pains of the trials faced. This world has become such that you can not make out the truth from falsehood and the falsehood from the truth. What is this world? It is not one I recognise. Standing for your beliefs and principles is strange. It is extreme, and it isolates you from the rest. Tolerating everything means you stand for nothing, and my Lord did not create me without purpose. Tell me earth, how is the weight of the world on your shoulders, how are you bearing the oppression of the weak, the attacks against the innocent, and the fight against truth? Where is clarity, where is serenity, why has inner peace left you? Turmoil is what the world feels, a fog of heaviness travels. Submerging my face in the purity of wudhu, diving into the arms of peace, prostrating my forehead to the owner of the world. Healing, clear thoughts, hope, and a prayer.