The Orphan’s Hero

Two tears dropped onto the pavement, where a little boy was sitting. His gaze blurred and wandered as he looked up to see a group of kids playing a game that would have seemed exciting to him. But he felt so broken-hearted that he could only stare at them. The Adhan sounded in the distance,... Continue Reading →

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Companions of the Prophet – Bilal bin Rabah (R.A)

‘Ahad! Ahad!’ The familiar cries rose once again, echoing in the valleys of Makkah. Ever since Muhammad (SAW) had started spreading Islam, the poor slaves who accepted the call were brutally tortured by their masters. Everyone knew that Bilal had accepted Islam a few months ago and he was now suffering under Umayyah’s cruelty. Blood... Continue Reading →

Restraint

A lifetime of restraint and it’s only just beginning. I see those around me Breaking loose Free of inhibitions And chains. Free.   But mine is a lifetime of restraint Of restriction, of stopping, of choosing not to Bound by shackles, Holding me in place, Choking down desire, temptation, madness Controlled.   But am I... Continue Reading →

Dear Anisah

I know that when you read this, you will be extremely angry. Please understand, I didn’t mean to look through your things or invade your privacy, I promise, but lately, I’ve been very worried about my best friend. You see, she looks like she’s lost herself; every time we are together, her eyes mist over... Continue Reading →

Dear Naimah

As far as I can remember, I see myself next to you. You can’t be missed: you’re there in every family photo, every baby album my mother owns, in all the pictures ever taken of my friends and in all my memories, like you’ve made it a point to be the validation of my existence.... Continue Reading →

The Rain Came Tumbling Down

“It’s raining!” Ali rushed to the window, opened it, and stuck his head out, laughing in delight. He was very pleased, a wide grin stretching across his face. The raindrops were trickling down the window, and he stretched out his arm, feeling the cold breeze and the tiny droplets of cold water on his hand.... Continue Reading →

I Trust Him

It was seven o’clock at night. I was in my room, feverishly revising and going over all that I’d studied over the past few days. I turned a page and started repeating everything that was written on it. Tomorrow is the Science Exam, and that’s not a subject I’m really good at, which was exactly... Continue Reading →

The Sacrifice

“There are seven days left until Eid - ul Adha,” said Yusuf’s father, early Friday morning as he folded the newspaper and set it aside. “We need to decide when to buy a goat.” “Why don’t we all go to the barn where goats are being sold?” his wife said thoughtfully, and Yusuf jumped up... Continue Reading →

Wait For Your Turn

“Phew! There are such a lot of people here, mum. And they’re all pushing!” cried 8 year old Yusuf, holding his mother’s hand tightly. “It’s okay, honey. Just stay close and you won’t get lost.” replied his mother, her eyes glued to the Ka’aba. In the burning heat of Makkah, they had come to perform... Continue Reading →

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