Asalamu alaykum, While I am busy and unable to post, I thought perhaps to put up links to other blogs. If you would like to see a blog on the reference post, or have your own blog link put up, please do send it via the comments or email to firstname.lastname@example.org (the email for this … Continue reading Shout out to bloggers
Bismillah Present Day. Johara. “What's wrong Johara?” I jumped with shock, so deep I was lost in the treacle of my thoughts, that it felt like I was surfacing in the present. I looked at Rumana Khala,still disoriented. “I.. I was just reading my.. mother's diary.” I said, my voice barely … Continue reading Leaves in the Wind. Johara. Aftershock
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Due to other commitments there won't be a post till next week Sunday, inshaaAllah Storytime. A young man who was making tawaaf of the Ka`bah was reciting Durood Shareef in abundance. Someone asked if he experienced any effect of the Durood Shareef. The young man narrated the following episode: … Continue reading Notice and a short story
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Lets not talk about people who lived a life of sin and kufr, as if anyone mattered to them. What foolishness it is to mourn the death of a celeb as if we knew them personally, which is the object of their movies and social media footprint. Today this actress, tomorrow … Continue reading When will we stop worshipping celebrities?
بسم الله My father slowly spun on his heel, turning to face us. Hope soared in my chest like an eagle taking flight. “Ok.” I ran across the room and threw my arms around him in joy. I was sure he would come around to Saleem coming home. I would get Ammi to convince … Continue reading Leaves in the Wind. Seema’s Diary. For all of time, I will love you.
بسم الله They say,scent is the strongest tie to memory. Doesn't each house have its own particular smell? If you've been away for long, as soon as it hits you, you know, you're home. The fragrance of the jasmine flowers on our balcony, the polish of the parquet floors and my mother's oh so familiar … Continue reading Leaves in the Wind. Seema’s Diary. A stitch in time.
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم In “Nazhatul Majaalis”, it is narrated that Hazrat Abu Haa’mid Qazwaini (radi Allahu anhu) said: A man and his son were on a journey. On the way, the father died and his face was transformed to that of a swine. The son, seeing this, cried bitterly and prayed to Allah. Soon … Continue reading The miracles of Salawaat