Oh, how beautiful Hablum minallah is—our bond with Allah, pure and unwavering. One thing I’ve deeply learned this Ramadan: Allah is never far; He is always near. No matter how far I may drift, His love never wavers—it always belongs to His creation. I may not be the most pious person, nor a scholar of faith, but I feel His love fully, without condition. He is the only One who accepts my flaws, who understands the depths of my heart without me needing to say a word. His love is beyond my comprehension. I used to feel so lost, so anxious about life’s uncertainties. But the more I seek to understand Him, the more I realize that His promises are clear and true. He asks His creation to be grateful, to surrender, to trust in Him. And in return, He grants peace—deep, undeniable peace. And one of the most memorable experiences this Ramadan was my chance to itikaf. Spending the night in the mosque, surrounded by people with the same purpose—to draw closer to...
Welcome! Now you can see what's inside my mind. Writing will always be my self-defense, my medium. When the tongue can't form words, I find solace and joy in putting thoughts into writing, crafting a sanctuary where emotions dance on the pages. I believe that words have the ability to connect, inspire, and heal. So, welcome to the gallery of my mind, where every word is a stroke of the brush in the masterpiece of life.