بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
You should know by now that I hate losing so I decided to try distracting her yet again. “As soon as I get home I need to head straight for the shower. I’m really smelling like…..MONKEY! Look, it just ran behind you!”
Sumayyah retorted, “I’m not falling for that!”
And…Sumayyah won because I was too distracted by the monkey. “I’m serious. I saw it go inside the house.” I said heading towards her house in search of it. I entered the house to find the monkey helping itself from the fruit bowl. Sumayyah, who was one step behind me screamed in horror at this sight, scaring the monkey away but not before he cheekily grabbed two more bananas.
“Still don’t believe me?” I questioned. She just ignored me and glanced at her watch checking the time. “Uh oh, It’s quite late. Come quickly, I’ll drop you off before your mother starts panicking.”
I sat in the car for a little while waiting for Sumayyah to start the car. Confused I turned to look at her wondering why she hadn’t started the car yet, “Forgetting something?” She said indicating towards her niqaab. I sighed before running to fetch it. “I’m always forgetting it! Do you know, I nearly go to school without also. I don’t know how nobody realised. Just when we reached school I realised, and mummy had to take me back home to fetch it.”
“Don’t worry, you’re not the only one. It takes a while to get used to it. In the beginning, I also used to keep forgetting and losing it everywhere. You’ll soon get so used to it that you’ll feel naked going out of the house without it.” Sumayyah informed.
“Really? At the moment it’s like I need to write a note on the back door so that I don’t forget it.” I sighed. “You know what? I think I’m going to just leave that bullying issue for now because as it is school is finishing tomorrow.”
Sumayyah replied, “Remember the best way to help is to use the weapon we have been blessed with; Dua.”
الدعاء سلاح المؤمن وعماد الدين ونور السموات والأرض
“Du‘a is a weapon of a Muslim, a Pillar of Deen and the light of the skies and earth.”
“About your other issue, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being an emotional cry baby. As women it’s actually one of the easiest and best coping mechanisms for us. Keeping things bottled up is unhealthy.
Crying it out on the other hand helps you let go of whatever was bothering you. Although it’s miserable to cry and embarrasing too, you feel much better after you do. Do you know crying also has many health benefits too.
It relieves stress and lowers blood pressure. It’s a way to remove toxins that build up when you’re upset. Certain chemicals build up in your system when you’re stressed, and crying helps to expel them through tears.
There’s absolutely nothing wrong with crying. Our beloved Nabi Muhammed صلى الله عليه وسلم would also cry. He was a man and he would cry. He would cry at the demise of his loved ones. He would cry while reading salaah. He would cry when making dua, not just for himself but for us too.” Sumayyah explained as she stopped at the gate.
I just smiled wryly and greeted as I exited the car, “Assalaamu Alaykum.”