It’s Eid al-Fitr Day 2025; Eid Mubarak!
Heheheeheheheh, you think I won't greet you ni,Ọmọ…I just woke up and I feel so refreshed…. The noise has calmed, the shoes are off, makeup wiped, and alhamdulillah, peace is…
Heheheeheheheh, you think I won't greet you ni,Ọmọ…I just woke up and I feel so refreshed…. The noise has calmed, the shoes are off, makeup wiped, and alhamdulillah, peace is…
Some days, worship feels light. The heart is present, the mind is focused, and the connection feels strong. But then there are days when showing up feels heavy. When you…
Ever since I started this series, I've been getting a lot of I don't know what to ask Allah, I don't even know how to make du'a anymore, I'm just…
I know what it feels like to wait, to pray with all your heart, believing that relief is near, only to wake up and find that nothing has changed. To…
We replay the past in our minds. We wonder what could have been, what should have happened, what might have changed if we had just done things differently. The “what…
As humans, we create timelines in our minds. We map out our dreams, set expectations, and hold onto the belief that things will go as planned. We work hard, make…
Sometimes, the hardest person to forgive is yourself. The past lingers like a weight, pulling you back to every mistake, every wrong choice, every moment that you now wish you…
But what if loneliness is not just an absence, what if it is an invitation, a whisper from Allah saying, Turn to Me? I see you. I hear you. I understand the words you cannot even speak.
Sujood is more than just placing your forehead on the ground, it is a return, a surrender, a refuge. It is the moment where the soul unburdens itself completely, the place where pain dissolves into submission.
It’s exhausting carrying the weight of what someone else did, replaying moments in your head, hoping that one day they’ll realise what they put you through. Maybe they will or they won’t.
You tell yourself you should move on. You try to forget. You tell yourself you’re over it. But then something reminds you, a word, a place, a memory, and the…
Healing is not always instant. It’s not always loud. Sometimes, it’s in the quiet moments, the whispered "Ya Allah" when you don’t know what else to say, the tear that falls in sujood, the breath you take when you finally decide to stop carrying it alone.