All things marriage

Allah’s delays are not denials; they are part of His perfect plan... 🤍

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Database is a very difficult thing.... I am doing it and I realizing that the simple people are saying making a website is a very easy with ai but ai is unable to handle it...

The brain is more attractive than b✩✩bs.

Seeking a serious relationship leading to marriage.

Peace be upon you.

I am here with a sincere intention to find a life partner for marriage. I value honesty, loyalty, respect, and open communication. I believe that a successful marriage is built on faith, trust, kindness, and mutual support.

I am looking for an honest man who loves family and is ready to build a peaceful and loving home. I believe that every successful relationship begins with friendship, understanding, and shared values.

If you are serious about marriage and believe in growing together through life's joys and challenges, I would be delighted to get to know you. May God guide us to what is best.
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Guys I have an idea.. why don't we instead of complaining get married instead? I know we all think that we're gonna live forever and living forever with a wrong partner sounds terrible.. but what if we won't live forever.. what if our days are numbered? What if we spent the time searching in frustration gazing into each others eyes?
what if the mahr was a gift of a mans means and appreciation and not a price? would that be too easy? and if you did get it wrong, what will stop you to try again? I think it's a bit unrealistic to be thinking that you can hit the bulls eye from the first throw.. not that it can't happen, but why put so much pressure on yourself?
Let's change the script and get married

What if you get half of your partner, you'll take care of her and take care of her forever?

The social side is genuinely embarrassing.

You've got thirsty men and women moving like attention is a basic human necessity, chatting to anyone and everyone.

Women @ men to show off ankle charms... where did the haya disappear to?

Some of you are so chronically online, you're under every post like you're on the payroll. Go touch some grass.

The daily gym body check posts are hilarious. Let's not pretend women are refreshing their feed waiting for your latest physique update. Be honest about who you're trying to impress.

Women in other women's DMs over a man. Imagine competing over someone who isn't even your husband. If your self-worth depends on male attention, that's the real issue.

Every other day it's screenshots of private conversations. Is validation really that addictive? Some of you would rather go viral than have adab.

The casual racism, the mocking, the belittling... do some of you forget the angels are recording every word? The arrogance is honestly disgusting.

Then the men writing essays under every post. I didn't know some of you had this much vocabulary. Save some of that energy for something that actually benefits you.

And then there are the sisters who know full well men have downloaded their pictures and uploaded them to inappropriate websites. They're advised to remove their photos for their own protection, but instead of taking the advice, they block the messenger and carry on posting. Sometimes advice isn't an attack -it's concern. Ignoring it doesn't make the risk disappear.

Then you've got the brother promoting cocktails and nights out every other day while barely covering his awrah. Yet the self-appointed haram police suddenly lose their voices. They're too busy camping under women's posts with, "Don't wear makeup," "Fix your hijab," while giving the brothers a free pass.

Yes, it's a dating app with a social side. But before you're content creators, gym influencers, commentators or professional attention seekers, you're Muslims. Some of you are chasing likes, validation and strangers attention as though that's the goal, when you'll be standing before Allah long after this app is forgotten!

Sit down. Stop looking at your phone. You’re waiting for a text from a guy who checks every single one of your boxes and it’s killing you, let me tell you something about boxes: they’re meant for shipping, not living.
He’s handsome, he went to Ivy, he makes six figures. Terrific. But you’re bored out of your mind. You don't want a partner you want a resume to show your mother. Love isn't a spreadsheet - It’s a FIRE! And right now you're freezing to death next to a guy who looks great under fluorescent lighting.
Pack your bags. Find someone who disrupts your peace, not someone who organizes your calendar

A woman who can be soft, funny, loyal and emotionally mature? Yeah, that’s attractive.