Companions of the Prophet – Anas Bin Malik (R.A)

“The Prophet has arrived! The Prophet has come!” An excited shout ran through the streets of Madinah. Everyone gathered around in hurry and anticipation, amongst them was a ten-year-old boy, called Anas Bin Malik. They received the Prophet Mohammed (S.A.W) in great delight. Anas (R.A) was extremely enthusiastic about the arrival of the prophet and... Continue Reading →

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Companions of the Prophet – Mus’ab Bin Umair (R.A)

"Such a rich, handsome young man!" People would say admiringly. Born to wealthy parents in Makkah, Mus’ab bin Umair was a teenager who, because of his high status in society, was allowed to attend even the meetings of the elders of Quraysh. His mother was very proud of him and took great pleasure in telling... 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 →

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