*LOVE DIES WHERE ANGER TAKES ROOT* “An angry man can never be a good husband” — because love, by its very nature, is delicate. It withers under the weight of fury and fear. A good husband is not the echo of raised voices or clenched fists, but the quiet strength in chaos — the one whose gentleness softens the sharpest days. He doesn’t command love with dominance; he cultivates it with tenderness. His calm is not weakness, but a sanctuary. His words are not weapons, but remedies. For where anger takes root, love slowly dies. But where kindness dwells — in the patience of a steady heart, in the warmth of understanding — love doesn’t just survive; it thrives, it deepens, it becomes eternal.💞 *IT'S TIME FOR SOLAATUL ASR* *May Allah accept it from you and us. Aameen* *Allahu l Musta'aan*