Winter is…

                    The bareness of trees               Howling winds                                          Winter sun, inviting the contrast of bitter cold, but shining warmth                                   The pitter patter of raindrops                        Or a collective gush…            when you’re caught in the rain                       The droplets of water, adorning each branch like precious, … More Winter is…

A Very Powerful Story

  He remembered his grandmother’s warning about praying on time: “My son, you shouldn’t leave prayer to this late time”. His grandmother’s age was 70 but whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and performed Salah. He, however, could never win over his ego to get up and pray. Whatever he … More A Very Powerful Story

Rise

Rise, Rise. The dawning of a new day. Suburbs lay quiet, resting under the blanket of morning clouds, only the tree tops and buildings remain visible. Morning flights, begin slowly. Birds alone, birds in flocks. People in flocks, gathered in the single, man-made vehicle of flight. Doves coo, while the geese, University residents they are, … More Rise