Planning For The Broken Staircase

clock plan

You’re a planner.

Schedules, calendars, alarms and over-achieving to-do lists are all things you take pains to do, daily, in order to aspire you. Like the typical organized person, you tend to plan every meticulous step you intend to take.

This is not bad. Planning is a good thing. There is a memorable saying:

“There is no intelligence greater than planning.” [Hadith]

Another common expression we hear often is “failing to plan is planning to fail”.

So there you are, a planner of excellence, a planner of dreams and accomplishments… but there comes a time, if not many times, when the fruits of your effort get hit on a dead end.

One day you wake up and realize the staircase you meant to climb has missing steps. Tried as you might, you simply could not have foreshadowed that there’d be missing steps on the staircase you did not have access to until now.

No matter; there is a ladder conveniently next to it and you climb it instead, regardless of where it will take you…

staircase globe

Where you had pictured yourself to be, and where you are right now, are two very different things. After all your careful planning and deliberate execution, you had no choice but to climb the foreign ladder before you; and now that you look down from where you are, your eyes widen in pleasant surprise: what a lovely view from the top!

Such is life. You plan the smallest details for the grandest plans you have envisioned for yourself – as you should! – but it’s worth noting that what you plan for and what the outcome is, is often something you did not expect at all. In many cases, unexpected as it is, it is a most welcome surprise nonetheless, because you would never have thought of it otherwise.

And so, as of now, I will plan with a different mindset. I will plan for good things to come, but stop planning for my plans to come to be as I see them… because there is the Best of Planners watching over the whole scheme, who has a different view of things, a mightier, more complete, more merciful view…

An unknown author wrote this:

“The secret of unfolding flowers is not known to such as I

Allah opens this flower so sweetly, then in my hands they die

If I cannot unfold a rosebud, this flower of Allah’s design…

Then how can I have the wisdom, to unfold this life of mine?

The pathway that lies before me, only Allah knows

I’ll trust Him to unfold the moments, just as He unfolds the rose.”

 baby rosebud

As of now, I will continue to plan, but in the hopes of being pleasantly surprised with something better.

Wishing the same for you, all the best!



Thread Of Hope

shattered glass

As all I’d ever termed wondrous bliss unexpectedly died –

As my fantasy of a reality with destruction did collide –

My hopes shattered around me like glass in countless pieces,

Fragments suspended in mocking beauty as time freezes…

The clock hand ticks forward and it all crashes to the floor

My knees hit rock-bottom when I could take no more

All I now see is blackness where once there was color

Gone appears the light from the sun and its fervor…


I begin to walk away from the pond of shattered dreams

But the glass is in my clothes and cutting through my heart, it seems

Perhaps I am too close, the smoke is clouding my full view-

Glance up at the tower, instinctively know what to do…

Run up the steps; one, two,three hundred endless stairs

And I barely catch my breath, or have time to fill lungs with air –

Before the ground beneath my feet crumbles into sand

Loud thunder above me rumbles as I fall back down on land…


And I hit rock-bottom again

Thinking this must be the end

For surely no human can go through this pain

And still see rainbows through the rain…

The whole world seems gray and black tonight

With not a speck of pure, identifiable white in sight

Nothing is untouched, gone is everything –

Then how do I glimpse in that crack a thin white string?

Among the dirt, surely this uncorrupted clean string is not real

But just to verify the hopeless doubts, I reach out a hand to feel

And to my electric surprise, it’s most tangible indeed

I yank it out attached to a note, uncrumple it and read:

“Verily, with every hardship comes ease” [94:6]

94 6

That white thread…

Of hope.



When He Breaks You

air balloon hopeful image

When He breaks you

It is to re-make you.


If given the choice

To give destiny your voice

You would undoubtedly have picked this state

Such is the irony of fate


He breaks you now

So you later see the how –

How the pieces of your journey come to be

A slow but eventual solving of this mystery


He makes you work work work – then fail

So that you realize your means are of no avail

Without His will –

But feel His mercy fill –

Even through the aches still


He punctures your bubble of hope

To teach you the meaning of struggling to cope

To avoid you saying ‘this was all from me’

Which you might say if it always did come so easy


He lets you fall

So that when you stand

It’s straight and tall

Your past sorrows

Not letting you drown

Without your ego

Weighing you down


Even while the road appears smooth

He lets you trip and trip again

So that you might stumble upon hidden treasures

From the dirt, which you may otherwise not gain


In essence,

He knows Best

The perfect Teacher

Who puts the perfect test


He breaks you

To re-make you…




Hope in Allah Precludes Failure

Hope in Allah Precludes Failure

“Verily, hope encourages and steers one towards patience; hope arises from having a good opinion of Allah; hope in Allah precludes the possibility of failure. But why should we be so confident that hope in Allah precludes the possibility of failure? If we were to study the characteristics of generous people, we would find that they take special care of those who think well enough of them to turn to for help. They will also tend to eschew those who think ill of them. What is important here is that they refrain from hurting the hopes of those who single them out for help. Then what will be the case regarding the Most Generous One, Whose kingdom is not decreased in the least when He gives even more than what the hopeful ones expected from Him in the first place?”

-[Excerpt from the book: ‘Don’t Be Sad’ , p.330]

You Were Not Born To Fail.


“Welcome every morning with a smile.

Look on the new day as another special gift from your Creator, another golden opportunity to complete what you were unable to finish yesterday.

Be a self-starter.

Let your first hour set the theme of success and positive action that is certain to echo through your entire day.

Today will never happen again. Don’t waste it with a false start or no start at all.

You were not born to fail.”


–Og Mandino