Allah

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On That Day

I didn’t know how much more I could take. I wanted to scream. I checked the clock for the umpteenth time; it was 02:00, my heart was racing and I still wasn’t asleep. The palpitations were now being felt in my throat as the level of unease only increased with the passage of time. The windows were all open; the night was silent and cool, yet I still felt like I was burning inside. Within minutes I was drenched in my own sweat. It had become intolerable and I...

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I See Creation

Open the world. What do you see? Hidden within the vibrant blues, I see lace coral, starfish, The seadragon carrying life on its tail, In distant lands, A Komodo dragon hatches, Pebble toads camouflage themselves, Serpents slither in silence, An iguana roams the roasting desert. I see creation. In the world around me, I see sunflowers, delicate blossoms, Dragon’s blood trees:  dense emerald canopies In the mosaic of rainforests. I watch damselflies, bustling bees living in secrecy, The butterfly of the night chasing the stars, Fireflies burning and dancing...

18

The Finish Line

Tasks and assignments piled high Due dates and deadlines on the rise Not a moment to stop, to think of life I race through my time: The days just pass me by, The weekends are a blur– Weekdays even more. I drown in my time: I am drifting far away. There is no time– I feel To make dua’a and pray. My prayers are like exercise– No longer do I value The meaning of sujood, The meaning of khushu’. I sink through my time: Reciting Quran mindlessly, Chanting istighfar...

5

Across the Dirt Road

It all flashed right before my eyes, right across the street from the tailor’s shack in northern Bangladesh. My aunt and uncle were having a salwar kameez, a traditional Bangladeshi outfit, tailored for me. After purchasing the material, we dropped the fabric at the tailor’s shack. The simple shack was made of wood and tin, located directly across a green pond. I stood there, observing the scene, while the tailor took measurements for the clothing. I saw a rickshaw peddler cross the dirt road and step into a shop...

8

Words From Heaven

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, finding its way to the deepest corner of my heart, and soothing my soul with its rhythmic movement. Sorrow, worries, and distress were swept away like dried and dead leaves, and all I knew was peace. The soft carpet below my feet, the warmth of the shoulders brushing mine from both sides, and the aroma of musk that incensed the air further plunged me...

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Where is Home?

Home. Where is home? I thought of this and only then was I faced with the inevitable. “We’re going to move by the end of the year.” My father’s sudden words temporarily silenced me. I paused for a moment, unsure of what to say or how to feel. “Do I have a choice?” I asked, afraid of what I knew he was going to say. “No,” he said quietly. He sensed my pain. He’s seen this look on my face before. But he too, had no choice. I tried...

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So You Think I’m Immodest?

The whole day had simply been concocting the ingredients for a famous dish, fiasco. I’d woken up for Fajr dreading getting dressed, because today’s dress code was to wear jeans and a t-shirt. How I could wear that modestly mystified me. I sighed and finally pulled on a long formal dress shirt that went just past my knees first, and then put the giant casual gray T-shirt on top. When they had asked me for a size, I’d gotten the biggest shirt they had. The other girls, debating whether...

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A Letter To The Heart

Dear Heart, I write this to you as a reminder. Eighteen years and still together, you are surely one of my closest companions. I’ve heard your voice from the beginning: happiness, sadness, and so much more that thumped against your rib cage. And you witnessed all that I have: friends, places, and a lot more through my senses. If you stop pumping the blood circulating through the intricate passes of my veins, I will die within a few minutes. And if I stop my vitals of worship and acts...

5

Crimson Drenched Eyes

Another tear rolls down my cheek, I feel it meandering its way down, Joining the others to form a stream. I slowly close my crimson drenched eyes, Feeling the shatter inside my chest; The vessel has finally begun to leak. ‘In life you will meet all kinds of people’ I hear my father’s words ringing in my ears. But no matter how prepared you think you are, It will never be enough for this kind of betrayal. Treated appallingly in more ways than one, Their selfishness has made me...

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He is Greater

Woke up before dawn Cold water and sleepy eyes Ignored Shaitan’s lies Left my class early Warmer weather, it’s noon now Study room, I bow Finally back home Have homework but it can wait Face He who creates Dinner, we sit down Finish eating, make wudu Feet close by like glue Day is almost done And the moon shines with the stars Allahu Akbar Allah (subhanahu wa ta’ala) has said in the Qur’an: “I have not created the jinn and humankind for any other purpose except that they should...