salaamu alaikum

i dunno what the hype is about. i finally had to use our new ORECK vacuum cleaner, and im convinced that my sister, mom and dad are all delusional. this thing sucks. you cant even move it properly. u try to go straight up, it goes right. its like at random times, it grows a brain, or maybe its supposed to be "smart" and has some type of "sensors" (which I doubt cuz its so skinny and raggety looking that i wonder how it costs so much) but it goes in wierd directions. and its supposed to be lightweight? what good is that if you can't manuever it properly. ok im done with that. here is one of my posts on islamica reflecting my thoughts lately:

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alright, then can somebody please tell me

HOW THE HELL ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO RAISE YOUR KIDS!?

i mean, you can only do so much, and at the end, you just have to hope they have enough taqwa to make the right choices. but now theres children from "pious" families who don't give a crap about their religion, let alone practice. and then theres the brothers and sisters from completely non-muslim or culturafied households who are striving sincerely at such young ages? its scary to think that after everything you do for your child, they could end up either way? or is there something that these families are missing that the other ones are doing?

see i'm rambling, cuz i don't know exactly what i'm asking. but have you ever been at the masjid and you see the little kid who comes to the masjid with his father just out of love for the masjid? and you talk to him and he is just oveflowing with life and love for the sunnah? and you just wanna go up to his father and be like, how have you raised your kid?

wallahi i was thinking about this today in BIO class, where we were talking about recessive and dominant diseases. how would you feel if your child was born with a disease like that? and i got to thinking, what if they have an even greater disease? the disease of Nifaaq and hypocrisy?

aight ill stop now. may Allah give us all righteous offspring. ameen.

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