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Dear GoD.

Dear God,
I know I am far from perfect and most of the times I am not very ladylike, I know you watch my every move and you expect so much more than I give.

The world is a very messy place to live these days and surviving takes a lot more than hoping for the best.
I didn't pray yesterday because it was a long hectic day, I also didn't pray today because I woke up hours after fajr and the water was just too cold.


I left the house to continue my daily runs which is involves me driving around and I crashed the car, to cut the long story short it was more than a car crash because there was no insurance therefore I just committed a statutory offence Big Oooops. Thank God I made it out alive, no injuries excessive damage to the car I was driving and the other car was a write off.

God I don't need anything else to go wrong in my life. I stopped asking for things when I pray, all I do is thank you for the gift of life and every other thing you have bestowed upon me.
Remember when I was asking, how bad does it get? Well it doesn't get any worse than this.
Ya Allah, please smile upon your daughter and make things easier and bearable, amongst all these life troubles, I try to smile as much as I can, pray more often and go out of my way to do things for others.

If there is something I'm doing wrong please give me the wisdom to do better next time.
I'm not asking for a fortune, but you can also send that my way, I just need every thing to fall into the right place as the right time.

Lots of Love,
Your Daughter,
Ruqkayah.

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