He admitted that he hadn’t told anyone else - family or friends - about how he was feeling. I think this was the reason I kept calling him despite his apparent happiness. On some level I’d recognised the subtle signs of the same act that I’d been playing for years.

“Oh bro, these chips are too dry.” - “Oh bro, I can’t walk it that far, give us a lift” - “Oh mum, I’m really knackered, I’ll vacuum the house later, please, you just don’t know how hard uni was today” - “Sorry mate can’t come into work, got a stomach ache” - “Oh iPod Nano, how dare you be out of stock!”

Oh, how sad your soul is.

I haven’t been very present in this blog for the past few weeks because of time constraints.  AlHamdullilah, the month of Ramadhan is going on and it is an unique opportunity for us to get a lot of rewards inshAllah. I don’t think and I don’t feel that I am caning it especially compared to [...]

First time I discussed Islam with someoneWas in the final year of Junior School. I don’t know why, but I brought in a small children’s book on Islam to show to my teacher. All I remember was that she was nodding and smiling, and that I was feeling fuzzy and proud inside.
First time I [...]