Constricted Choked up with a thousand thoughts Exasperated Exhausted but no rest Want it to stop Don’t want to think Be monotonous Be blind Be lifeless and go on with the crowd A deep breath Sakeena in His Remembrance: “Lord, forgive your slave for she forgets there is no pleasure in blindness.” By: Aaliyah Alam

This is a question which is most important. A question our lives revolves around and it is a test which we all go through. And the idea revolving around the question is the sole intention that we should have in our hearts. Now, imagine, what or more importantly, who is the one true love? One…

What is the purpose of life? “And I have not created the Jin and man but that they worship Me”– (Quran 51:57) This is what Allah says abut our purpose of liiving, and this should end your confusion. Life  is like a long walk you have in a narrow street. You come across potholes and…

Enlightenment has always been affiliated with the level of development, usually cultural development, that nations and individuals undergo. But here, I will attempt to offer a different take on this subject, or the notion if you’d like to call it. All through the centuries and throughout the history of human civilizations, any attempt to change…

Self-content; one common aim among all humans, pursued by all, lacked by the majority, achieved only by a few. Unquestionable dependability on others to feel good about one’s self, life and others never really rendered the intended level of remorse, the kind of peace of heart and mind people have come to lack. They feed…

  Satan never runs out of luring options: inviting sins, triggering doubts, magnifying fears, defiling belief, and exaggerating the burden of worship in a way that turns you, at some point, repulsive.  If he doesn’t get you fall into one of his traps he tries another… Satan never runs out of luring options: inviting sins,…

I was inspired, by the Qur’an itself, to start this section with The Opening of the Book, Surah Al Fatiha, admitting its meritorious virtues- a supplication, the answer of which is offered throughout the holy text of The Quran. It is Umm al-Kitab – the Source of Origin, or the Mother of the Book, the…

The surah is incredibly rich in dynamic verbs. It includes an assortment of verbs representing verbal, physical, and spiritual  activities, hereby presenting a vivid portrayal of true life stories that carry genuine lessons for people to comprehend and reflect upon.   Imam Ahmad recorded that al Bara narrated: “A man recited surah al kahf and…

Abu Huraira reported: One day the Messenger of Allah (maypeace be upon him) appeared before the public and a man came to him and said: Prophet of Allah, (tell me) what is Iman. Upon this he (the Holy Prophet) replied: “That you affirm your faith in Allah, His angels, His Books, His meeting, His Messengers…

  “I fear that something may happen to me.” Khadija replied, “Never! By Allah, Allah will never disgrace you. You keep good relations with your Kith and kin, help the poor and the destitute, serve your guests generously and assist the deserving calamity-afflicted ones.” On the authority of Lady Aicha, (the mother of the faithful…

Upon a tedious night The lamp shone its steady light And the blank mind stood at its silent shore Devoid of sparkling lore If only the light so bright would alight my insipid sight Alas, distraction devours heart But patient is soul Hear I can too The snares of desires ever more But a low…

So here I plant my Flag Set up a new Homeland Sow the seeds of Love And fix my Will for Hope Here.. Just here A Future of my choice would commence Here I live the Now, and cling to it … As I hope for Tomorrow   A clip of Faith A flock of…

Things going through my mind Not a single satisfying end or solution to a conundrum of thoughts One weaves in through the other They do not make sense Still they are persistent The mind seems under a spell Assuring the thoughts to be dear Wipes off the sleep from my tiring eyes In a fruitless…

I appreciate good works I participate in penning down rosy words I celebrate a passionate poet’s infectious thoughts I bow down to His Revered Words I necessitate my being in an invisible chain It’s merely because I’m chasing false gains I hesitate in accepting enlightenment I am infatuated with bright lights and heavy garment I…

The ant glistened in the sun, The fickle thing was noticed by none It perfected its crawl, It journeyed through the ripples, It traveled, it ran Not once did it halt Nor did it sting As I made prayers to The One The blackest black that could be attained It glimmered in the golden dusk…