Yes. Of course. Obviously. Why you even asking?

And then watch how they live.

Music in the ears from morning to night.

Free mixing without a second thought.

Tabarruj (displaying beauty) normalized, posted, celebrated.

Haram so woven into daily life that it stopped feeling like haram years ago.

And Jannah? Jannah is somewhere in the background.

A vague destination we assume we're heading toward without ever checking the direction we're actually walking.

This is the great delusion of our generation.

We want Jannah the way we want to lose weight - genuinely, sincerely, just not enough to actually change anything.

This dunya - this life we are building, stressing, planning, sacrificing for - is 60, maybe 70 years.

And that's if you're blessed with a long life.

Death has no age requirement.

Our time could be the next second. next month. next year. We donno.

The Day of Judgement alone - before anyone even enters their final home - will last 50,000 years.

Fifty. Thousand. Years.

And the akhirah after that?

Forever. Eternal. No end.

Allah called it delusion. Not evil, nor forbidden.

A distraction from what's real.

And we are living proof of that ayah.

90% of this generation - our ummah - is building entirely for the 70 years.

Optimizing for the 70 years.

Sacrificing their akhirah for the 70 years.

And the 50,000. And the forever after that.

Barely a thought.

This didn't happen by accident.

In a previous letter, I wrote about how the Dajjalic system has been waging a deadly war on this generation - breaking us financially, physically, mentally, and spiritually to destruction. (And the 5 shields to protect yourself)

The mental & spiritual attack are the deepest ones.

They didn't need us to leave Islam. They just needed us numb to it.

Music in every gap of silence where Allah could have reached us.

Brain-rot content before sleep, upon waking, in every moment that used to be stillness.

Stillness is where tawbah happens.

Where the fitrah stirs. Where the heart remembers what it was created for.

So they eliminated stillness.

And slowly, without us noticing, our deen became cultural. Seasonal. Aesthetic.

We still pray. We still say Alhamdulillah. We still call ourselves Muslim.

But we have lost something.

Something in the chest. Something that used to make haram feel heavy.

Now it barely registers.

That's the thing nobody says out loud.

We know music is haram.
We know we need to lower the gaze.
We know tabarruj is not modest.
We know the haram deal is haram.
We know the relationship is not allowed.

The gap is not knowledge.

The gap is Love.

Love to the One who created us.

We were raised to think of Allah as someone to be feared.
Someone who will punish you and throw you into fire the moment you misbehave.

Of course, fear has its place, a necessary place.

But most of us were never taught to love Him.

We weren’t taught much of His immense, endless love for his servants, despite how much we sin.
We weren’t taught much of His incredible mercy that overtakes His anger.

We love our family, parents, kids, friends, ourselves and this Dunya more than we love Him — The One most deserving of your love before anyone.

Think about what love actually does to a person.

When you truly love someone, you hate to displease them.

Because the thought of hurting them hurts you first.

You run toward what makes them happy.

You pull away from what doesn't.

Without being asked. Without being reminded. Without needing a lecture.

Obedience stops being a burden.

It becomes an expression of love.

That is what the Sahaba had.

They didn't drag themselves away from haram through gritted teeth and sheer willpower.

They left it because they loved Allah so deeply that displeasing Him was genuinely unbearable to them.

The haram wasn't tempting - it was repulsive.

Because everything that distances you from the one you love becomes repulsive.

That is the level.

Stronger in love.

When was the last time you felt that?

Love follows knowing.

You cannot love someone you do not know.

And most Muslims do not know Allah. Not really.

They know of Him. They know His name.

But they have not sat with who He actually is.

So, Start with His names.

Al-Wadud. The Most Loving. He loves His slaves with a love that has no parallel, no condition, no expiry.

Al-Ghaffar. The Perpetual Forgiver. He forgives again and again and again, without ever tiring of it.

Al-Lateef. The Subtly Kind. He arranges things in your life with such precise, hidden care that you only see it in retrospect - and when you do, it takes your breath away in amazement.

Al-Qarib. The Near One. Closer to you than your jugular vein.

As-Sami'. The All-Hearing. Every du'a you made, every one you were too broken to finish, every silent scream you swallowed - He heard all of it, and none of it went unanswered.

Al-Mawla. The Guardian. Every hardship He carried you through, every harm He turned away before it reached you, every time life should have broken you but didn't - that was Him.

Learn His beautiful 99 names - Asma-al-Husna one by one slowly.

With their meanings. Let them land.

(The best resource I've found for this - AMAU's YouTube series on the 99 names. Look it up Insha Allah. Genuinely beautiful.)

Then open the Qur'an with new eyes.

Read everyday - even if few pages or few ayats if you can’t - with meaning.

Read it as though Allah is speaking directly to you. Because He is.

Add tafsir. Even a few lines after what you recite.

The depth you discover will shake something loose in your chest that you didn't know was locked.

Wallahi, a person who knows Allah through His names and sits with His words cannot stay cold for long.

The heart softens.
The haram starts feeling heavy again.
The dunya starts looking smaller.

This is what the knowledge of Allah does to a person, by His tawfiq.

Qur’an do not like competition in your heart. This is why the heart filled with music is a heart with no room for the Qur'an.

This is not an opinion, but something the scholars of this ummah said plainly for centuries and something anyone who has experienced both knows to be true.

You cannot pour love for Allah into a vessel already occupied. So clean the vessel first.

This is not about luxury being forbidden.
Build your dunya. Chase your goals.
Earn, create, enjoy what Allah made halal,
And do it all with intention as a means to serve your akhirah, not as the destination itself.

And on Yawm al-Qiyamah - that day that lasts 50,000 years - every single person will see with complete clarity what they actually lived for.

The youth who gave up the pleasures of this dunya for the pleasure of Allah - they are among the seven whom the Arsh of Allah will shade on a day when there is no shade but His.

Fifty thousand years of standing. And they will be shaded.

For giving up music for Qur’an.
For choosing modesty while everyone else displayed their beauty.
For the haram they said no to when everyone around them said yes.

SubhanAllah.

Sit with these three questions today. Not tomorrow. Today.

Write the answers down.

These are not comfortable questions.

They are meant to do what the fitrah has always done when given space - point you home.

May Allah make us from those who love Him above everything else.
Who find the dunya small in their hands and the akhirah enormous in their hearts.
Who live every second of their life in a way that pleases Allah.

Ameen.

If this letter moved something in you - share it with someone who needs it.

Barakallahu feek.

With love and duas,

— Haya Rayne

P.S. If the reason you can't stay consistent with any of this is a Nafs that keeps pulling you back to the scroll, the comfort, the instant dopamine hit - the DG Code was built for exactly that. 40 days to rewire your brain to crave doing the hard things make scrolling feel boring.