heart is suspended here, with the blade of the butcher's knife as it rises into the air, spinning and swaying with laughter around me, falling onto the whetstone, making its frictions a whine in my marrow.
- Say a prayer for the Prophet.
You wouldn't believe what I witnessed, for we were in the days of Eid.
As the season of high school results approaches, and the atmosphere is charged more with sorrow and tears than joy and laughter, comes advice such as: "Do not grieve, do not object to God's decree". They are confident that sadness and crying mean doubt, which is inconsistent with certainty.
When our prophet Jacob - peace be
To the great heart and fortified fortress that clung to my name, establishing its base, strengthening its pillars, and crafting its history.
To the one whose memory continues to console me whenever nostalgia overwhelms me and my suffering prolongs.
My pen humbles itself and bows down before you, apologetic...
We have disrupted your
The cemetery caretaker opened the door. The smell of death almost drove them back to the café again, for the dead have their dignity, and it was nighttime. Yet, Khalf's stubbornness and his insistence to continue the jesting turned it serious and their gathering: utterly harmonious and enjoyable, just like every day in the
Introduction... You do not have to be scared today, nor tomorrow or for any countless years to come, for livelihoods are in Allah’s hands.
Review... Certainly, and there's no doubt about it, the definition of a State, according to Wikipedia, is a society in which individuals interact on a specific geographical territory and live
