One of the righteous salaf was asked:“How are you in your religion?” He said: “I tear it apart with sins, and I mend it with seeking forgiveness.”

"You die [for its sake], and it remains.."

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

A sister is in debt of 500$, with your help we need to cover her expenses.

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بارك الله فيكم

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته A young boy left the camps a while ago, as you all know the kurds arrest the boys once they grow older and take them to detention centers and prisons wa inaa lillahi wa ina ilayhi rajiun. He left successfully and was arrested…

GLAD TIDINGS 🕊****

ALLAHU AKBAR, it is confirmed that the ansari sisters, that were stuck in a Syrian prison for years are now free by the mercy of Allah swt. This is amazing news and gives our prisoners hope. Allah is qadir over everything! Never give up!

لَا يُكَلِّفُ اللَّهُ نَفْسًا إِلَّا مَا آتَاهَا سَيَجْعَلُ اللَّهُ بَعْدَ عُسْرٍ يُسْرًا

Allah puts no burden on any person beyond what He has given him. Allah will grant after hardship, ease.

(Al-Talaq: 7)

Alhamdulilah!
May Allah release all the Muslim prisons soon in a most honourable way.

@whispersoftheforgotten

SEPERATION OF A MOTHER AND A SON

"This is a story of the day I lost my son to the PKK.

Special forces surrounded the moukhayam (camp) and no one was allowed out of their tents.

The anticipation was the worst, it was horrible and nerve-racking.

Sisters rushed and came to warn me that they are searching for big boys – advising to hide my son. Alhamdulillah at that time he was 17 years old and I was thankful that Allah protected him all these years and that he wasn't taken before. We were very anxious and were constantly making dua. He said that he didn't want to hide as there is no point, and that, 'we're in a small moukhayam and they will find me.'

For asab reasons, I started to  pack his bag just in case. I thought it would be better for him to go with his clothes and not suffer like what the other boys suffered before him.

The wait and commotion was intense, and suddenly we hear the heavy crying and shouting of my young neighbor, meskina they were taking her second brother; this broke my heart and I was in tears.

Then at fajir salah, they entered our tent with many geared up special forces each holding a M16. I quickly ran towards the soldiers preventing them from coming into the kitchen. I told them there is no need for tafteesh, my son is coming.

When they saw my boy they all gasped and said, 'mashaAllah he's very tall.'

In this moment I knew it was the last goodbye. He then took his bag with him and left.

I could hear them asking my son for his age outside and they were shocked when he said 17 – in a manly voice. I couldn't go out straight away, it took me a moment for it all to sink in. I eventually pulled my emotions together, went outside to see him as they oppresively take him away into the van.

My neighbors and I continued to watch them leave, standing outside with the two clowns demanding us to go back in. At that time I felt so much rage coming out and I started yelling at him,

"I ain't going anywhere, just make me, when I want to go in I will!" reminding them that they are oppresors, evil people and that their places will be in hell fire. One of them looked at me came closer and said,

"Yes you're right, just have patience in Allah. Allah is with you. " 😳🧐

//lettersfrominside

There is a big family that have alot of debts almost 1000$
The goal is to collect how much we can for now.

One wouldn't believe how families end up in debt, but being in the camps I remember how difficult the situation can be, and how the sisters in the camps are ripped off their money and everything is sold for double the price wallahulmust3an.

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