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Greetings, Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh. To those of you who are tuning in for the first time, my name is Ziyanda Akilam Nubeh, coming to you live all the way from Pittsburgh, Pittsburgh, people. Now I'd like to apologize for Sunday's segment. I'm aware that you all expected Brother Hamid Hassi, but unfortunately he couldn't make it onto today's show, and I therefore had to fill in for him, and I'll try inshallah to do as much justice as he normally would. Right, moving on to our discussions, right, for today, the first of Dhul Hijjah began on Friday, the 7th of June. The day of Arafah will inshallah be on the 15th of June. It is said to be the best day of the entire year, and on that day, you must be asking yourself, what should you be doing? Well, you need to know that it's the day that Allah frees the most number of people from the Hellfire, so he writes the names of the people who are free from the Hellfire because of some good that they did. Whoever fasts on the day of Arafah, our Prophet sallallahu alaihi wasallam said that the sins of both years will be forgiven, meaning the current and the coming, but for major sins, they require a specific tawbah. May the Almighty Allah safeguide us into using this time to the best of our abilities, right? Which makes me dwell more into the topic of discussion that I have chosen for you today, and it goes something like this. I know that the youth is more frequently asked about this question, or this question rather. When are you getting married, they say. They say that you're getting too old, and they say that no one will marry you, and some say that you've been married before, and some say that they'll never accept you. We say Rasulullah sallallahu alaihi wasallam and Sayyidina Khadija radiyallahu anha had the best marriage which ever took place in the history of mankind, so never lose hope people. But, I don't know, maybe this poem can seep into the people that are currently going through situations like this, and I don't know, maybe relate to this poem to a certain extent. So this poet wanted to share a little bit about his grandmother's words, and this poem is by Ruby Francisco, and it goes as follows. So my grandmother told me that she believed that an average girl begins her wedding plans at the age of seven. She tells me that the girl picks the colors and the cake first, but when she reaches the age of ten, she knows the time and the location. By the age of seventeen, she's already chosen a gown and the maid of honor. By twenty-two, she is waiting for someone who doesn't break out and hide when they hear the word commitment. Someone who doesn't smell like a bandage soaked in lonely. Someone who is more than a temporary solution to the empty side of the bed. Someone who will hold her hand like it's the only one that they've seen. To be honest, I don't know what tuxedo I'll be wearing. I have no clue what my wedding would be like. I imagine the woman who pins my last name to hers, and she'll butterfly down her veil on the aisle, like a five-foot promise. I imagine her smile will be so big that she will see it on a Google map, so you will know exactly where our wedding will be. The woman that I plan to marry, she will have champagne in her walk, and I will get drunk in her footstep. And when the religious leader asks me if I take this woman to be my wife, I'll say yes without allowing him to finish his sentence. Then I'll apologize later for being impulsive. I'll also tell him that our first kiss had happened six years ago, and I've been practicing for the past 2,190 days. When you ask me about my wedding, I never really know what to say. They ask me about my future wife. I'll always say that her eyes are the only celebration lights that deserve to be seen all day long. I tell them that if I could, I would shape-shift into the first thing that she sees. I have no clue what my wedding would look like. I imagine the woman who pins my last name to hers will butterfly down the aisle like a five-foot promise. I imagine her smile would be so big that you would see it on a Google map so you would know exactly where our wedding will be held. The woman I plan to marry will have a champagne in her walk, and I'll get drunk in her footstep. If the religious leader asks me if I take this woman to be my wife, I'd say yes without even allowing him to finish the sentence. I'll then apologize later for being impulsive. I'll also tell him that our first kiss happened six years ago, and I have been practicing for the past 2,190 days. When you ask me about my wedding day, I never really know what to say. When you ask me about my future wife, I'll always say that her eyes are the only celebration lights that deserve to be seen all day. I tell them that if I could, I could shapeshift into the first thing that she thinks about. Just to make sure that no matter where I am in the world, I always wake up next to her. I then tell them that she has a walk that would make an atheist believe in God. Just long enough to say, damn, or should I say rather, God damn. I'll tell them that if my alarm clock sounded like her voice, then my snooze button will collect dust. If she came in a bottle, I would drink her until my vision became blurry, until my friends took away my keys. If she was a book, I would memorize her table contents and try and study her cover to cover, hoping to find typos so we can have something to work on. Because aren't we all unfinished? We all have, or should I say, we all need a little bit editing. Aren't we all waiting to be read by someone, praying that they will tell us that we make sense? But she doesn't always make sense, but her imperfections are the things I love about her the most. I don't know when I'll be married, I don't know where I'll be married, but what I do know is this, whenever I'm asked to describe my future wife, I do so as best as I can. Every single time, she sounds a lot like you. Jazakallah people, that poem was by Ruby Francisco, and the title was, So My Grandmother Told Me That She Believed On, right? There's a lot that you could have taken away from this poem, and I hope most of you did. But the message that I aimed to pass today was that it's better to marry late and wed the right person than to marry early and wed wrongfully. Society will always and always have a life clock, which is like an expectancy which changes from time to time. But I want to remind you all, each and every one of you, that our life clock has been written way before we came into existence. And our type of life clock can never be wrong. So trust the process. 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