My silence should not be mistaken for having it all, nor should my distance be seen as certainty or control. It is simply the place I have arrived at after realizing that noise steals peace, and pleading for what is rightfully mine only drains the soul. There comes a point when one must stop explaining, stop fighting for fairness in the wrong places, and stop exhausting the heart with voices that do not listen.
I have reached that point. I no longer need to justify my worth or chase after what is already written for me. What belongs to me will find me, not because of my striving, but because ALLAH’s decree never misses its mark. My silence is not weakness, it is wisdom. My distance is not abandonment, it is protection of my peace.
I choose to trust ALLAH’s will, more than the promises of people, to lean on His timing rather than the impatience of the world. For when I surrender my restlessness to Him, I find a peace that no noise can disturb. In that quiet, I remember that His mercy overshadows every injustice, His knowledge outweighs every confusion, and His plan unfolds even when I cannot see it.
So I no longer drown in noise. I walk with silence, clothed in trust, anchored in faith. For true strength is not in shouting louder, but in choosing peace where others choose chaos, and in knowing that ALLAH is enough for me. And when the world finally realises what my silence meant, I will already be standing where ALLAH destined me to be.
