Allahumma solli 'alal habeebukal kareem... fi kulli lamhatin wa nafasin 'adada ma wasi'ahu 'ilmullah.
O Allah,
this very moment, when my tears are welling up in my eyes,
my fingers dancing on the Netbook's keyboard,
my back leaning against my pillow,
You know if every breathe i take is for You or the otherwise,
You know if i am truly sad because of You, or the otherwise,
You know if I really want to change, because of You, or otherwise.
I can't hide, because You know it all.
I'm afraid of saying what or who I care about.
I'm afraid of making wrong du'aas.
I'm afraid of EVERYTHING but You.
O Allah, You know me more than I know myself.
Therefore,in full embarrassment, I pray; make me know myself, to know You more.
And to know myself, I've to know Rasulullah.
...and knowing him makes me more embarrassed.
How, O Allah?
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