By nature, I’m pretty shy, even now.
And I suppose that’s why my duas are so rubbish: because I’m shy to ask Allah for the things I desire. I just think to myself: “God already knows what’s in my heart anyway.”
Shyness can be rather debilitating. I’m not one to beg or demand. I just live in perpetual hope that whatever I want will miraculously come to be.
Perhaps I should ask to be made less shy. But even here, my shyness has me adding a caveat: “If that’s beneficial to my deen.”
Last modified: 1 April 2024
