Sleeping inside a mosque is the most comfortable thing ever.
Yesterday, after a long time, I got the chance to sleep right after the noon prayer and slept for around two hours. So relaxing.
My neck was aching a bit, and it got better. I loved it.
A timeless line.
“People break themselves building a home, yet you feel no mercy burning entire settlements.”
“لوگ ٹوٹ جاتے ہیں ایک گھر بنانے میں تم ترس نہیں کھاتے بستیاں جلانے میں”
— Bashir Badr, legendary Urdu poet and ghazal writer
Strange and sad that I discovered him only
Seeing Kashmiri Muslims donate for Iran touches the soul. A man gives his vehicle, a girl with mobility issues offers her gold earrings, kids empty piggy banks, women give jewellery. May Allah bless them thousand times over.
On International Women’s Day, we stand in solidarity with the women of Palestine.
To the mothers who held their children for the last time, to women imprisoned, and to those who lost their entire families.
Your resilience stands taller than the violence meant to break it. 🕊✊
After Jummah today, the most moving moment was hearing the imam make a heartfelt dua for the people of Iran, deeply emotional!
May Allah protect every innocent soul there, bring them ease, and grant them strength and victory.
After spending 3 months in Tamil Nadu where the Jummah talks were in Tamil, today felt a little different.
Back home, listening to the khutbah in Urdu about zakat and actually understanding it made the moment feel more present. Alhamdulillah.