Many people have friends. Few have real friendship. This is something I’ve come to realise about myself and people in general. Social media platforms such as Facebook and Instagram especially give the impression that a person has many friends. But they don’t. Nobody has 700 friends in real life. At least not ones they regard meaningfully.
On that note, I’ve never really had many friends. Friends in school, sure. But the ones I actually want to call, text or keep in touch with, very few.
Interestingly, I used to want many friends. In high school I wanted to be a social butterfly who would be friends with everybody. I tried and it backfired when I found out that not everyone had the same intentions. It was a good reality check.
After much contemplation, I have come to understand that nobody is perfect. And that the Creator of this world loves His subjects differently.
Because Allah is Al-Musawwir, الْمُصَوِّرُ (The Shaper of Beauty) – He forms his creations in all ways.
The Messenger of God ﷺ said, “The best charity a Muslim practices is acquiring some knowledge and teaching it to his brother”
I was a pretty inquisitive child growing up. I used to ask a lot of “Why?” and it seemed like I would ask that for everything that was being said to me. I think it annoyed my mother sometimes.
I was genuinely curious though. For me, understanding was correlated to reasoning so I was always trying to make sense of things and not just take things at face value.
Since we take our traits from our parents, I was quite sure I took this curiosity trait from my mother.