aching soul,
restless,
mind never quite at ease
grief takes its home
in between
Sometimes I wonder who my mother was before tragedy befell her.I get so angry at Nana and Nani.Why did Nani…
2000 was 23 years ago – sometimes I struggle to believe that. That’s when the roof over our heads was…
I believe, devotedly, in the Divine plan and timeline by which Allah has intended me to live my life. All…
It was the 21st night of Ramadan. After iftar, we hurriedly performed wudhu and made our way inside Al-Masjid Al-Haram…
