Living Selflessly

The more I engage with others, the clearer becomes my view of my own dysfunction. Surviving abuse at so many levels across such a broad spectrum of my life while still maintaining my sanity comes at a cost. Only, the cost is rarely discernible by any around me, and often, not even me.  I could…

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Why The Hurry, Imam?

I prayed today behind an Imam that appeared to be in a rush to do something better than leading the congregation. Last I heard, it was supposed to be one of the highest honours to lead the congregation in salaah, but it appears as if such honours are taken for granted when endowed for an…

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It’s one of those evenings where the reality of mankind causes the bile to foam at the back of my throat threatening to suffocate any peace from my being.

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