Category: Personal Stories

Allah gave me a good family. He guides whom He wills. And, we walk a path in life following the footsteps of Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). The Prophet (PBUH) was a merchant. I want to follow the same path, In leadership.

“There is no god but Allah and Muhammad is His messenger”, my tongue continued to repeat, without sign of tiredness. This was the only truth I knew, my mind blank from any other matters. For my own safety, I was restrained and unable to move like a captured man, denied freedom with only my sword… Continue reading Ninety-Seven

I could not see; I cannot remember why but my vision was blank. I felt a tension building up in my stomach, which slowly started working its way towards my throat. Bleurgh. I started heaving. “Good, let it out.” I heard my mother say, “it’s better if it gets out”. I was passed a bucket… Continue reading Retching Rendell

I composed this text during a time of profound distress and turmoil in my life—a period marked by perplexity, disillusionment, and revelation. I find myself grappling with a sense of limitation in my abilities, prompting introspection: will this state persist indefinitely? Might I be rendered incapable of meaningful work, and enduring relationships, and face a… Continue reading Diary Writing