We are Our Memories

“Memory is the diary we all carry about with us” – Oscar Wilde Our memories make us who we are. Our experiences and choices throughout our journeys all lead us to this very present moment when I am writing this and you are reading it. If you woke up tomorrow with all of your memories … More We are Our Memories

The Spare Room

Zaynab was woken up softly by her husband, Hassan, excitedly telling her to come downstairs where he would be waiting for her. She said alhamdulillahil-lathee ‘ahyana ba’da ma ‘amatana wa’ilayhin-nushoor (Praise is to Allah Who gives us life after He has caused us to die and to Him is the return). She thanked Allah for a … More The Spare Room

Her Beauty

Every morning she would look into the mirror, carefully applying make up to her face delicately one stroke of a brush at a time. I must look beautiful, she told herself everyday. She doesn’t think about who she is beautifying herself for or who her beauty will attract. She only knows that she must look beautiful, … More Her Beauty

The Fire Inside Her

Her soul was fuelled by hatred. There was a fire inside her, a wretched and unforgiving fire which ordered her heart to pour her hatred on those around her; anyone she came into contact with. She couldn’t remember what had started this fire and after a while she stopped wondering where it came from, she … More The Fire Inside Her