qur’an Tag Archive

What Makes Me Happy?

Poem by
Jun 15, 2017 · 1 min read

I love my Quran It helps me grow my eman I have already made a start By learning 9 surahs by heart I open it every day To lead me to the...

A Barren Piece of Rock

Story by
Jun 15, 2017 · 6 min read

She was one of the most famous women in her town. Famous not for her wealth or lineage but for her never ending ability to give – if...

Makkah: The Kingdom of Hearts

Essay by
Nov 6, 2016 · 7 min read

“Indeed, there is in the body a morsel of flesh, if it is sound and wholesome, then the whole body will be sound and wholesome and if it...

Who Makes the Rules?

Essay by
Jun 9, 2014 · 5 min read

If we were to ask any Muslim, practising or not practising, if they thought they were more knowledgeable, wiser or more morally upright...

A Fresh Start

Essay by
Oct 22, 2013 · 9 min read

I didn’t say hello. I didn’t say salaam. I didn’t ask for a name. Nor did I say mine. I just walked straight up to someone...

Quills of Wisdom

Poem by
Nov 28, 2012 · 4 min read

There was a time When the universe ended At the walls of my room. But when the veil was lifted And my horizon expanded, I became lost in...

Words From Heaven

Memoir by
Aug 17, 2012 · 7 min read

The words gracefully marched in unison, vibrating all along, to where they were meant to gather. It was as if a gentle breeze was blowing,...

Quantum Barakah

Memoir by
Feb 7, 2012 · 5 min read

“All right, everyone. Let’s recite Surah Al-Asr before we finish class,” I announced to thirteen pairs of brown eyes staring up at...

Living Life to the Fullest

Memoir by
Dec 11, 2011 · 4 min read

Last week, my sister and I went out for a walk and began to discuss our experiences at school. I loved speaking to her since I could talk...

A Mother’s Gift: Part I

Story by
Nov 14, 2011 · 11 min read

I looked at my watch, holding it under a streetlight. 12:00 – midnight. I ran down the street, heart racing, shoes pounding against the...

The iPod Complex

Memoir by
Mar 28, 2010 · 3 min read

I walk into the Masjid and meet two youth (only a year or two younger than me). While waiting for our class to begin, I take out my iPod...

Qualities of a Hafidh

Memoir by
Mar 22, 2010 · 11 min read

“Come in”, Shaykh Haroon Baqai said. I walked in slowly, shaking from head to toe. I had only applied for the Hifzh School a...