Travels

4

To Tape to My Dorm Wall

My sister, know that only a prayer keeps us afloat for tomorrow: pulling down, pushing through the boarded window. I pack three suitcases for part two of the world: sleeping in, cheap wine, tax forms, sorority girls. I will miss my little brother calling adhan. Will I wake for fajr, a pink dawn? In a few months, I will have all Ramadhan, alone, to leash myself, to work my way through a plastic box of Palestine’s sweetest pitted dates. This summer, I’ll be packing my bags and preparing to...

10

At Your Door

As I gazed upon Your sacred House, I could not help it, I broke down. I felt Your presence so near to me, like I had never felt before. My eyes drank from a glass filled to the brim, From the spring of liquid clarity, pure and undefiled. I savored every last drop. I did not know what was happening to me. Suddenly it all made sense, the fragments converged. They formed one beautiful silhouette, but yet… The light was still obstructed by doubt. My surety was still like...

22

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...

5

Umrah In Ramadan: A Personal Journey

My wish was finally coming true. I had been on Umrah before when I was younger but for the past year, I had really wanted to go for the last ten days of Ramadan and it was now finally happening. I would spend three nights in Medinah and from there go to Makkah for 8 nights. I was excited, but also worried if my trip and Ibadat would be as rewarding as I had hoped. The Holy Land awaited me. Alhamdulillah, I have many experiences and many stories from...