Ramadan memories – 2

2 Ramadan 1437, June 7th 2016 (Insha’Allah planning to do a small write – up for everyday of Ramadan. More as a memoir for my little one) My baby is trying to stand by holding onto the furniture or stool or anything she gets for her height. Today she tried…Continue reading Ramadan memories – 2

Ramadan

Ramadan memories

1st day of Ramadan 1437 – June 6th, 2016 In every Malabar household, Pathiri is the staple diet for Ramadan. Not making pathiri for Ramadan is like having an incomplete  ifthar! Pathiri making is a laborious,  technique sensitive process. The first part is making the dough. Boil hot water and…Continue reading Ramadan memories

Calls to Him – Duas

I find myself in darkness. Unable to move. Tears stream my face. Light, I need Light. I think of Younus in the belly of the whale. عليه السلام In the depth of the ocean. In the darkness of night. He cried out, ‘There is no God but You, Glory be…Continue reading Calls to Him – Duas

His words

Prompt : Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?  Edited Prompt : Songs —> Surah ( Chapters of the Holy Qur’an) I cannot classify three of the 114 chapters as important since all are equally important and beneficial, but I…Continue reading His words

Optimist or Pessimist ?

(Feb 24th prompt from NaBloPoMo : Do you think you are more of an optimist or a pessimist? ) Thinking long and hard on the answer to the above question. I came to this sad conclusion: I am an optimist when things go my way. When its running downhill, I turn…Continue reading Optimist or Pessimist ?

The hijab – My choice

From the time I was 11 or 12, whatever is it that I chose to wear- skirt & top, jeans & kurta, salwar kameez or the abaya – there has been an extra fabric on my head, covering my hair, popularly called as the HIJAB. On doing a quick Google…Continue reading The hijab – My choice

Unique in His uniqueness

Every leaf that flutters. Every branch that sways. Every foliage that has changed it shade to the autumn yellow. Every dew drop on every petal of every colour – red or purple, magenta or white. Every secret of the blue sky.  Every sunset that bursts with the brilliant chroma of…Continue reading Unique in His uniqueness