From Womb To N.I.C.U
I came back to my ward and laid on the bed, closed my eyes and took a very deep breath, tears started to roll down in hush and pictures of my son flashed back my mind again and again, asking myself, “what have I done to my baby?”
“I didn’t expect this from you…”
You could walk a thousand miles towards what you really desired only to realize that it was a mirage of your own thoughts.
Yes! I fell in love…
Making me feel this is all I ever desired ,
You gave me almost all that was required ,
You still pushed me a little more..
And I went way ahead knowing I shouldn’t have gone
To Being the Bride….
Her perception,
of having him as Mohammad,
She being his Khadija,
After all was an illusion.
Ruqaiyah- The Veiled Legacy (A true story) PART- IV
As time passed, her eldest son got well settled in U.A.E. He built a house in one of the most respected areas of Malleshwaram and quickly got his mother shifted off from the previous house into the new one.
Ruqaiyah- The Veiled Legacy (A true story) PART- III
“No matter where you go and what the circumstance is, if a time comes that you have to die starving or borrow money, then prefer death than debt as indeed Allah SWT will never forgive the one who takes money and forgets to return to its owner at its due time. Hence, always remember we should rather stay away from such situations than to get our hereafter at risk.”
Ruqaiyah- The Veiled Legacy (A true story) PART- II
Her dreams and ambitions were shattered, without any fault of hers. It was shattered because of the selfishness of someone from her own family.
Ruqaiyah- The Veiled Legacy (A true story) – Part I
As the time passed she moved ahead in her studies, activities and character among everyone else in her town, her parents were getting extremely overwhelmed with their daughter’s performance and ways till…...
I AM GAZA
As they carried me downstairs towards the ambulance I saw 4 bodies wrapped in white cloth which left me more befuddled. In a highly exasperatedly tone I finally asked the brothers who the unfortunate people were? They turned back desolately looking at me and said, “They were recovered from the same house where they found me and the airstrikes have started yet again…”
The Love for Secrecy in Islam
Let's make an imaginary exquisite gigantic gift box, fill it with all our astounding and superfluously sincere secret good deeds, gift wrap it in the most attractive style and present it directly to Allah (Allah Subhanahu-wa-Taala) alone. Are you up for it? Read more
