I had no other option. I was damn hungry 😰 (my husband says that I use the word ‘famished’ quite a lot).

Around 2:00 a.m 🕑.
I was in the food court of the City-Centre. I looked around for all the options available there. Then, I visited them all one by one to have a closer look.

Noodles (with that greasy sheen). Pizzas (with that molten rubber, I mean ‘cheese’). Burgers (with that stack of junk). Biryanis (with that synthetic colour on every grain of rice). Curries (with that pool of refined oil). Chapatis (with that barely cooked refined flour). Salads (with that….NO! Right now, I want a full meal, not salads 😏).

As we were out of the town from last many days I was already missing ‘my own desi platter’. To make things worse I didn’t have a heavy breakfast before leaving. I was really hungry and really confused. I wanted to eat something really good. Tasty. Healthy. Wholesome. Clean. Pocket-Friendly. And, above all ‘food’. The real food 🍲.

However, more than being hungry or confused, I was a bit disappointed. Just a few months back I took the resolution that ‘no matter what’ I will stick to only a healthy-wholesome diet. And, I couldn’t live up to my words.

Though I was never a fan of fast-food, Pepsi-Colas, crunchies, candies, sweets, cakes-pastries and stuff like that, I was not a conscious eater too. I am guilty of not taking the proper care of this blessing of Allaah SWT called ‘health’. I ate a lot of unhealthy food in a very unhealthy way without even realising that by doing that I was actually not pleasing my ‘Lord’ if not ‘sinning’ (or were actually ‘sinning’, who knows?)

Religion is an ongoing part of daily life. It is not just rituals & worship. Islam’s holistic approach to health includes treating our bodies with respect and nourishing them with, not only faith, but also with lawful, nutritious food.

Unfortunately, till my early twenties, the only thing I knew about food in light of my religion was that ‘we don’t eat pork & we don’t drink alcohol’. Rest all, I remained blissfully ignorant feeding my taste buds.
A poor health.
A stagnant mind.
A dead heart.
A dull spirit.
A failed persona 😔.

Then, there came a light that guided me. Qur’an. The more I read the more my food preferences changed. It was unbelievable to know how much and how in-depth the ‘food’ was mentioned in Qur’an & Sunnah. I read a lot about the traditions & practices. I read a lot about the best people who walked on the surface of this earth. I read a lot about science & medicine. I read a lot about food & cooking. And, I was more than persuaded.

I knew if I really wanted to save myself from failing even more…
I knew if I really wanted to do something good in my life…
I knew if I really wanted to please my Lord…
The first change I need to adopt is in ‘My Desi Platter’.

I need to take the best care of myself to be the best version of myself.
I took a resolution to eat consciously in the best of my capacity, pleasing my Lord. I had completely eliminated many food items from my platter. In particular, I was avoiding ‘HORMONE’ induced chickens, MSG and preservatives.

And, here today, I am standing famished (Sorry Hubby!) in this food court helpless in all ‘not-so-Tayyab’ options around me 😐.

Phewww. No escape. Go ahead.
I went straight to a Lebanese food corner. It was Kababji. I found it best among all other options there in terms of its hygiene & simple menu. With a ‘take-away’ of chicken shawarma and a half portion of baked potatoes, I took a peaceful corner in a mosque nearby where I was waiting for somebody.

While eating I was constantly thinking of how difficult it is to live ‘your way’ when you are living in times where everybody else is doing ‘his own way’😞.

Anyways. Alhamdulillaah. It was delicious especially those cubes of potatoes baked to perfection! I ate really well. As I was just going to wash my hands and throw the food-bag in the trash, I noticed something…

Farm Raised Lamb
No Microwaves
No Hormones
No Antibiotics’

Isn’t it mind-blowing?

When I was thinking that ‘I am doing my best’ but ‘it is not working’…
When I thought ‘my way’ is perhaps not very realistic…
When I thought ‘I had no option’ (while the reality was that I didn’t even read carefully before choosing the best available option)…

My Lord guided me to go to that particular way. He made me choose ‘the right thing’ even when I was walking blindly perhaps to show me that ‘my way’ was not unrealistic at all.
It is very much possible and very much realistic and above all ‘His’ help would always be there ❤️.

As if I was walking blindfolded in the food court and He took my hand and guided me.
I felt so ashamed of complaining when I was really not doing ‘my best’.
I felt so thrilled that even my (and our) small movements and whims are under His full awareness.
But, more than anything else I felt happy.

I felt so happy, ‘exhilarated’ that I just took a small resolution for the ‘right-way’ and Allaah SWT helped me that much ❤️.

It reminded me of a beautiful Hadeeth.

Messenger of Allah (ﷺ) said, “Allah says: He who comes closer to Me one span, I come closer to him a cubit; and he who comes closer to Me a cubit, I come closer to him a fathom; and if he comes to Me walking, I come to him running.”

And, I feel so obliged to eat healthy and write for ‘My Desi Platter’ now.

Stay Tuned 🤓.
Sisterly Yours
The Might of Pen 😎

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