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Du’a: Our Unused Weapon

Sitting in the mosque after Jumu’ah prayers, I looked around. Most people were either praying their Sunnah, getting up to leave, or chatting in the corners. However, in the corner of my eye, I spotted an elderly man sitting down with his hands raised, making du’a. I couldn’t see anyone else asking Allah for help except this man. I started to think about this on the way home. Why do people, including myself, not make du’a more often? Why is it only something that we do when we are...

02 November 2010 | Dua | , | 11 Comments
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Islamic Activism: More Than A Hobby?

“I’m going to make her happy, Inshā’Allāh”. One day, I went with my mother to the local grocery store to pick up some food that she needed for her cooking. After we picked up all of the necessary food parcels, we made our way to the checkout aisle. I was determined to make my mom happy, so I decided that I wouldn’t allow my mom to pick up anything from the shopping cart and that instead, I’d do it all by myself. With this firm determination, I quickly began...

31 October 2010 | Activism | , , , | 6 Comments
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Earthquake Aftershock

It was almost 5:00 am and I was still in bed. The steady beep of my alarm clock was a sound I’d been pushing to the back of my head for nearly an hour… a reminder that I needed to get up and pray now. Yet, I was still drifting in and out of sleep. A heavy curtain of darkness clouded my eyes as I feel deeper and deeper into my dreams. Suddenly, I felt my bed vibrate. My senses which had previously been dulled by sleepiness became acute....

23 July 2010 | Calamities | , , , | 3 Comments
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A Heart Revitalized

There are times when the body becomes tired and worn out. We feel exhausted and unable to cope under the pressure and stress. It is almost as life has been sucked out of us and we lay there deflated. The only form of treatment for such a condition is to recharge our batteries and by doing so we regain that vigour, strength and drive and become revitalized. The above is exactly what happened to me with a slight difference; instead of on a physical level, it was on a...

26 May 2010 | Activism | , , | 2 Comments
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A Lifelong Struggle

When I first joined law school, we had a small seminar with the director who asked us various questions. One of them turned out to deal with the existence of Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala. I found that quite bizarre, because this was a law school that I got myself enrolled into, not a school of theology or philosophy. He especially asked me these questions, but that part didn’t really come as a surprise since I was the only Hijabi there. I didn’t mind at all and when he asked,...

13 April 2010 | Activism | , , , , , | 22 Comments
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Get Your Game On

Ever since I was young, my parents never allowed me to get a game console. Never. Whether it be Super Nintendo, Nintendo 64, GameCube, Sega Genesis, PS1, PS2, PS3, XBox, Xbox 360, or anything else, I was never allowed to play these at home. This made it really hard while in elementary and middle school because practically everybody at school had one type of game console or another, and most conversations pivoted on the newest games that would come out. I tried convincing my parents numerous times to let...

01 April 2010 | Activism | , , , , , , , , , , | 21 Comments
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A Bout of Epiphany

“ARGH!!! Not again!!” I grunted with all my strength as I took the thermometer out of my mouth and read the temperature. It was 99.8° F and rising. For the second time this month, I was sick. Two weeks ago, it was the same story. A fever. Clogged nose. Itchy throat. Rib cracking cough. I had recovered form that for about a week and then, BOOM! What do you know, it was back. I couldn’t afford to get sick again, I thought. It was a Friday and I had...

31 March 2010 | Sickness | , , , , | 17 Comments
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Surviving The Bomb Blast

I was in the car with my mum and my brother while we were out for shopping. Suddenly, an explosion took place. Our car was trapped in the parking lot, and I knew that was the end. I read the Kalimah and Ayatul Kursi, and I had this overwhelming feeling that I was going to die. But I didn’t die, Alhamdulillah. I survived the bomb blast.

30 March 2010 | Calamities | , , , , , | 28 Comments
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The iPod Complex

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 Touch to read some Qur’an. However, one of the two kids eagerly asks if he could see it, pretty please. I allow him. He, along with most of the other youth, finds it weird that my iPod doesn’t have a pass code on it. I don’t feel my iPod contents needs to be hidden. I try to live my life...

28 March 2010 | Activism | , , , , , , , , , , | 26 Comments
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Qualities of a Hafidh

“Come in”, Shaykh Haroon Baqai said. I walked in slowly, shaking from head to toe. I had only applied for the Hifzh School a few days ago, and now I found myself entering his office for a scheduled interview. Alhamdulillah, it went smooth and after answering a few questions and memorizing an Ayah from Surah Saad and reciting it to him, the interview came to a close and I quickly sprinted out of the office in relief. By the grace of Allah, I was accepted. For the next few...

22 March 2010 | Worship | , , , , , , , , , , | 36 Comments
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