My life is full of problems حياتي كلها مشاكل

I have read this kind of poem below over the net/ chain mails several years ago. The original text is in Arabic, on the form of a poetry. I do not know who was the original author of this unfortunately. This poem has the same concept of one of my previous entries, we had similar thoughts but different approach.

I just wanted to share it as it contains some valuable lessons we could learn. I have added also the Arabic and French versions of this for expanding the audience.

I particularly like to retain the fact that the neighbor's grass is NOT greener.

Of course, let no one contemplate suicide as a solution to his/her misery, certainly such desperate act would lead its owner to dwell in hell fire for ever. Suicide is completely forbidden in Islam. When facing difficulties, just seek the help of Allah, as simply as that. He is more than sufficient for you, won't you agree?

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My life is full of problems, there are no solutions

Suicide is the only solution

I'll jump, and indeed, I jumped

This is the ninth floor, there is the happy couple husband and wife, known in the building ..

They argue, in fact they were never happy..

This is the eighth floor,

Is it not this young happy man and cheerful, known in the building?!

He cries.. he cries so much!

This is the seventh floor,

Is it not this the most active woman in the building?

What does she do?

What is this pale face?

And what are all these drugs?

She takes her medication,

She seems very sick...

This is the sixth floor,

Is it not our neighbor, a graduate Engineer for five years?

He still buys seven daily papers looking for a job!

This is the fifth floor,

This is our old neighbor ... He waits for someone to visit him and ask after him

He expects one of his married sons or daughters

But nobody has ever knocked on his door!

He seems so sad...

This is the fourth floor,

Is it not our beautiful neighbor, so elegant and smiling!?

She looks at a photo of her late husband, who died three years ago and she cries...

Before jumping out of the building, I thought I was the saddest person and the most miserable one in the world!

Now, I realize that everyone has their problems and sorrows that are unique to them

And after seeing all this I realized that my pain and misery were nothing in fact,

The people I saw during the jump are the ones looking at me now,

If everyone of us having a misfortune just thought that his/her neighbor had a much worse misfortune than his/her own,

It would make him/her a much happier person

So thank your Lord...

Did you get the message???

Do not be discouraged for a short disappearing life. For Allah, everything life holds is not even equal to the weight of the wing of a mosquito If the value of the world was equal to that of the wing of a mosquito by Allah, He would not have allowed any Kaafir even a drink of water from it." Narrated be Tirmidhi

And know that Allah is certainly with the patient people.

Bottom line:

.. if you find no way out, if the doors are closed, if you are unable to think, if the earth seems narrow despite its wideness, if if if ... then just stand up and call Allaaaah!

It is He Who Hears, it is He Who Answers, He is the Almighty.

French Version:

Ma vie est pleine de problèmes, il n’y a pas de solutions

Le suicide est la seule solution

Je vais bondir, et en effet, j’ai bondi

C'est le neuvième étage, c’est ce couple heureux du mari et de sa femme, connus dans le bâtiment..

Ils se disputent, ils n’étaient en fait jamais heureux

C’est le huitième étage

N'est-ce pas ce jeune homme gai et joyeux, connu dans le bâtiment ?!

Il pleure..il pleure très fort!

C’est le septième étage

N'est-ce pas là la femme la plus active du bâtiment

Que fait-elle?

Quel est ce visage pâle?

Et que sont tous ces médicaments

Elle prend ses médicaments..

Elle semble très malade

C'est le sixième étage,

N'est-ce pas là notre voisin, diplômé ingénieur depuis cinq ans

Il achète toujours sept quotidiens pour chercher du travail!

C’est le cinquième étage

C'est notre voisin vieux... Il attend que quelqu’un lui rende visite et demande après lui

Il attend ses fils et ses filles mariés

Mais personne n’a jamais frappé à sa porte!

Il semble triste

C’est le quatrième étage

N'est-ce pas notre belle voisine élégante et souriante!

Elle regarde une photo de son défunt mari, mort depuis trois ans et elle pleure

Avant de sauter de l'immeuble, je pensais être la personne la plus triste et la plus misérable au monde

Maintenant, je me suis rendu compte que chacun a ses problèmes et ses peines qui lui sont propre

Et après avoir vu tout cela j’ai compris que ma douleur et ma misère n'était rien du tout, en fin de compte

Les gens que j’ai vus pendant le saut me regardent maintenant

Si chacun d'entre nous ayant un malheur pensait juste que son prochain avait un malheur beaucoup plus grave que le sien,

Il deviendrait une personne beaucoup plus heureuse

Alors remercie ton Seigneur

Avez-vous compris le message???

Ne sois pas découragé pour une vie éphémère. Pour Dieu, tout ce qu’elle peut contenir n'est même pas égal au poids de l'aile d’un moustique Si la valeur du monde était égale à celle de l'aile d'un moustique par Allah, Il n'aurait pas permis à un Kafir même pas une gorgée d'eau à partir de celui-ci. "Rapporté par Tirmidhi

Et sache que Dieu est avec les gens patients

Conclusion:

..si tu ne trouves pas d'issue, si les portes se ferment, si tu es incapable de penser, si la terre te paraît étroite, si si ...alors releve toi et appelle Allaaah !

C'est Lui qui Entend, c'est Lui qui Répond, c'est Lui le Tout-puissant.

Arabic Version:

حياتي كلها مشاكل

ليس لها حلول

الإنتحار هو الحل الوحيد

سأقفز

وبالفعل قفزت

انه الطابق التاسع .. انه الزوج والزوجة السعيدان المعروفان في المبنى

انهما يتشاجران

لم يكونا سعيدين أبداً

  

انه الطابق الثامن

أليس هذا الشاب الضحوك المعروف في المبنى ..؟!

انه يبكي .. يبكي بشدة !

انه الطابق السابع

أليست هذه المرأة الأكثر نشاطاً في المبنى

ماذا تفعل؟

ما هذا الوجه الشاحب

وما كل هذه الأدوية

أنها تأخذ أدويتها

تبدو مريضة جداً

انه الطابق السادس..

أليس هذا جارنا المهندس لقد تخرج منذ خمس سنوات

مازال يشترى سبع صحف يوميا ليبحث عن عمل !!

  

انه الطابق الخامس

انه جارنا العجوز ... ينتظر أحداً يزوره ويسأل عن أحواله

انه ينتظر بناته أولاده المتزوجين

ولكن بابه لم يدق يوماً !!

يبدو حزينا

انه الطابق الرابع

أليست هذه جارتنا الأنيقة الجميلة المتبسمة ..!

انها تنظر إلى صورة زوجها الراحل منذ ثلاث سنين وتبكي

  

قبل أن أقفز من المبنى اعتقدت بأنني الشخص الأكثر حزناً وبؤساً

الأن أدركت أن لكل شخص مشاكله وأحزانه الخاصة

وبعدما شاهدت كل هذا وجدت أن حزني وبؤسي في الحقيقة لم يكن سيئاً على الإطلاق

الناس الذين رأيتهم وانا أقفز ينظرون إلي الآن !

لو ان كل واحد منا فكر ان لغيره مصيبة أعظم من مصيبته

لكان سعيدا

فاحمد ربك

هل وصلتكم الرسالة ؟؟؟

لا تبتئس لدنيا فانية .. كل ما فيها لا يساوي عند الله جناح بعوضة

واعلم ان الله مع الصابرين

A mother talking to her son, with advice - Anonymous

"My dear son,

One day, you will see me old…not logic in my behaviors

When I would reach that day, then, please..

Give me from your time and some or your patience to understand me

When my hand would tremble and food would fall on me

And when I won’t be able to wear my clothes on my own

Then please bear patience with me,

And remember that years passed while I was teaching you what I am not be able to teach you today

I am not pretty anymore, or having a nice smell

Do not blame me and remember all my attempts to make you nice and smelling good while you were a child

Do not laugh at me when you see my ignorance and non-understanding of your generation

But, be my eyes and my brain so that I would catch up with what passed me

I am the one who educated you; I am the one who taught you how to face life

So how can you teach me today what must be and what should not be???

Do not be fed up with my lack of memory, my slow speech and slow thinking when I talk with you

Because my only pleasure during the conversation is just to be with you!

Just help me to achieve what I have a need of

Because I still know what I want!!

When my feet let go of me and fail to take me where I want

Be kind to me and remember that I took your hands so many times so that you could walk

Do not be ashamed to take my hands today, as tomorrow, 

You would be the one seeking who would take your hands

In my current age, know that I am not after life like you do

But, in simplicity, I am waiting for death…so be with me, and do not be against me…

When you remember something from my mistakes, then please know that I only wanted you good

And certainly, the best you could for me now,

Is to forgive my shortcomings, and keep my awrah, may Allah Forgive you and Protect you

Your laughter and smiles make me happy just exactly as when you were young

So do not deprive me from your companionship

I was with you when you were born, so be with me when I would die"..

The above has been translated from Arabic from Anonymous mail chain, I found it very powerful. May Allah Make us Take care of our Parents the proper way, may Allah Make us zuriyah Saliha for our parents, and May Allah Forgive us all our shortcomings towards our dear Parents...

We take so many things for granted, when a simple call of "mommy" would have such an impact on some people.

My Grand Mother Meriem was an orphan. When she married and had her first child, it was a daughter. When her daugher grew up a bit, she called her mom : "mama"..it was her first word...and my Grand Mother cried,,,she cried because she did not know what it was to have a mom and call her "mama"...it left an impact on her, and she still  remembered and described that instant years after her children grew up...may Allah Have Mercy on my Grand Mother, and on all the People who have passed away.

If we succeed to leave behind us children who would remember us and make duas to us after we die, then we would have certainly achieved something important in our life. Let us be thankful to Allah for the children we have, and for having parents who were kind to us, for so many people have been deprived from these blessings.

Desperate

My life is desperate....it is full of sadness and sorrow, I am so desperate that I just wanna die..

                                                                                                                                                                        

Let me take a walk in my neighborhood...I just feel so desperate..

                                                                                                                                                                   

 Hey, this is the house of Mr. A....he seems so sad, his wife died few years ago, his 9 children are rarely paying a visit to him. Two of his sons are living close by, yet, they barely heat up the chair they sit on when they come to see him, nor send him any money or food.

                                                                                                                                                                   

This is the house of Mrs. F!. She has been widower at young age and is now growing old, but she has not managed to see her grand children for years, as her son refuses to visit her or bring them to her. She cries a lot and looks very sad too...She used to be a very pretty woman, but she refused to remarry in order to take care of her four children. Today, the children are all grown up and they seem to have forgotten all the good that she did to them.

                                                                                                                                                                   

Here is Miss J flat...look, she too is crying...she built dreams onto marrying her long time fiancé, but he turned to be a crook and is now serving prison term. He was put in jail few weeks before their planned wedding. Miss J's father recently died and the flat owner refuses to extend the lease, soon she will be left without house, without father and without husband.                                                                                                              

                                                                                                                                                                   

This is Dr. S house. He has been married for very long time, but they still have not been blessed by any baby. His wife looks very sad, she prays a lot to be a mother...Him too is very sad, he tries to hide his sorrow the best he could. Their house is so silent..

                                                                                                                                                                   

I am close to Mr and Mrs. K house...both of them have been out of job for years, they are job seeking but can't find any durable job. As a result, they had to pull their elder daughter out of school as they can't afford the fees anymore, the family is in real desperate need, morale is low, a lot of crying and sadness are in this house...

                                                                                                                                                                   

I'm passing by Mrs. H house..She has a nice family, but her husband is a drug addict. This is certainly a calamity and she is confronted to a serious and terrible issue, her tears won't help calm the little crying kids, the family is running low on money, debts are building up...

                                                                                                                                                                   

This is the house of Mr & Mrs. I. She has a very nice house, she is a young lady but she has been battling with cancer for few years now. She has Leukemia and she has young children...I am not sure about what could be all her feelings in this situation...

                                                                                                                                                                   

So, did you get the message? You must be thankful for what you have, and just stop complaining. There are so many people around us who are in a much worse situation than ours. We all know one of these individuals, who are by the way, all real personalities, from my relatives and friends. Their story is as described, I can't find any word sometimes to say when I meet with them. All I can tell them, is to stay patient, that after the hardship, there is ease...after hardship, there is ease...