What kind of life am I leading here, in this dunya? This dunya which is temporary, where everything has been written and predetermined?
God, please don't let me be. I need Your support. Lately, things have become harder and tougher. Life, that is. I feel like sighing, but I know You don't like servants who sigh as that indicates ungratefulness. So I'm trying my best to brace myself; make myself stronger, but without You, where can I find the strength? Where can I find the fuel to recharge my confidence and energy? Oh Lord, there is just this much that I can take. I know I've been pretty well despite taking in a lot from You these past years,.. but I'm still a normal girl after all. There is just this much that I can take,.. just this much. This much. Before I break. Sooner or later,..