This is my own part of the storyPart one can be found at http://certainlyshort.wordpress.com/2013/10/14/manes-part-one/ .Part two can be found at http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/2013/10/15/manes-part-two/ .Part three can be found at http://anelusivehero.wordpress.com/2013/10/18/manes-part-3/Part four can be found at http://dreamyidea.wordpress.com/2013/10/18/manes-part-4/ . MANES PART 5 by Wardah Abbas Kathur’s face became illuminated with a broad smile, one that showed that the strangers were not … Continue reading MANES PART 5
I came across this touching and beautifully witten post and concluded that I must share it with you Insha Allah.
I died. At 18,I passed away. Last night,I prepared for
my advertising class, carefully ironing my pink shirt, I
rehearsed my speech for the practical class. Like
many other people, my whole world revolved round
the school. Chasing the ‘almighty’ first class, the
school was my life. Nothing else. Alas!as I rehearsed
for Aunty Yinka’s class, I paid no attention to the last
day of my life. The last night of my life.
I was young, smart and full of energy. My innocence
and humility caught the attention of most
people.However, I was one ordinary girl. A library
major with no hobbies and a totally dead social life.
Apart from my ever broad smile, I offered the world
nothing else. With no name, fame or my ‘almighty
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Two weeks ago whilst looking for a Friday message to broadcast, my attention was diverted to a particular verse in the Quran. It’s been running over my mind ever since and certain times during the day I find myself deep in reflection. Immediately I knew this had to be blogged but I could not articulate my thoughts at the time – Allah knows best why but Alhumdullilah I have been given the opportunity to do so tonight.
“… He may forgive you of your sins, and He delays your death for a specified term.”
(Surah Ibrahim, 14:10)
Fact: God will forgive us when we repent.
Fact: Our death is certain but it is delayed.
Fact: We are given another chance to improve ourselves.
We can either count our blessings or our problems, but waking up to see another day is a blessing in itself. We are living to see another…
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78 applicants. 8 candidates. 1 job.
I’ve always had bad luck surrounding me when it comes to job hunting. During the interview I was informed that I was competing against 8 other candidates, from that point I was glad to have got this far regardless of whether I got the job or not. Walking out from the interview I knew I had so much to be thankful for, immediately I rejoiced, looked up and recited…
‘All praise is due to Allah, Lord of the Worlds’ (1:2)
I remember exactly where it was, corner of the road opposite the cafe my heart felt like weeping towards my Lord for coming this far alone because I knew only God helped me, I had no power of my own. I felt like prostrating to him right that moment. It was the best feeling ever. The job itself was great, the people, the work, the…
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