Childhood
The Surprised Trend of Converting to Islam Around the World
The Surprised Trend of Converting to Islam Around the World Walk into a mosque in Berlin, New York, or Cape Town, and you might notice a surprising scene. A woman with blond hair adjusts her scarf before prayer. A man who once sang in church now whispers verses of the Qur’an. A university student, raised without any faith, repeats Arabic words with quiet devotion. Despite widespread Islamophobia, thousands of people around the world continue to embrace Islam. The trend surprises many, yet for those who witness it closely, the reasons unfold with clarity.
By waseem khan4 months ago in Confessions
The Last Dawn Before the Fire
The Last Dawn Before the Fire The world woke up not to the sound of birds, but to the echo of sirens and the trembling of the earth. For months, the signs had been clear: broken negotiations, rising tensions, armies massing along borders. Yet, humanity still clung to the fragile hope that reason would prevail. But when the first missile pierced the night sky, that hope shattered like glass.
By Wings of Time 4 months ago in Confessions
Timeless Stories of Allama Iqbal: The Poet Who Inspired Nations
The Timeless Stories of Allama Iqbal BY: Ubaid Allama Muhammad Iqbal, the national poet of Pakistan, was more than just a poet. He was a philosopher, thinker, visionary, and above all, a man of deep humility and spiritual strength. His life was filled with remarkable incidents that continue to inspire generations. Here are some timeless stories from his life that reflect his wisdom, simplicity, and greatness.
By Ubaid 4 months ago in Confessions
The Prison
The cell was small, barely wide enough for the iron cot and the chipped wooden table that leaned against the wall. A single barred window allowed a narrow sliver of light to filter through, dust particles dancing like ghosts in the dimness. For most, this room was punishment—stone, silence, and steel. For Daniel Carter, it was something far more complicated.
By Saqib Ullah4 months ago in Confessions
Once Upon a Time in Dubai A Journey Down Memory
There was a time when bread was sold unsliced, and crossing the creek from Bur Dubai to Deira meant sitting in a rowing boat, long before engine Abras became common. On Thursday nights, the Indian Association would bring families together with free Hindi movies shown in the open-air theatre opposite the Dubai Museum. The community was small, but it felt like one big family.
By Izhar Ullah4 months ago in Confessions
The Cost of Ignoring a Mother’s Advice
The Cost of Ignoring a Mother’s Advice BY:Khan “Osman, my dear son, don’t play with Nasser,” Mama said firmly one afternoon. “He is not a good boy. I’ve heard he steals, skips school, and spends his time wandering with bad company.”
By Khan 4 months ago in Confessions
The Risk of Serving Kings: A Timeless Lesson from Sheikh Saadi
The Advice of Sheikh Saadi: A Tale of Wisdom, Temptation, and Consequence BY:Khan Long ago, in a time when people turned to the wise for guidance before making any life-changing decision, a poor man approached the great Persian scholar and poet, Sheikh Saadi. This man was burdened with poverty, his children were many, and his means of livelihood were almost nonexistent. Hunger gnawed at him and despair filled his heart.
By Khan 4 months ago in Confessions
Something I need to tell you
Dear Aunt, I am sending this as an email because I need a clear place to say what I have been carrying for a long time. I will use “Aunt” here because that is what you are, even though, for many months, you have not acted like someone who cares gently for us. I will still show you respect in this message, because respect is all I can offer if nothing else remains. I know you may not answer. I know it may be ignored. Still, I need to be honest.
By Zidane4 months ago in Confessions
Gudia’s Prayer: A Child’s Hope for Her Friend Guddu
Gudia’s Prayer BY:Khan I am Gudia. Right now, I am sitting in the long, silent corridor of a hospital. The floor beneath me is cold, and so is the air around me. It feels like the whole world has fallen asleep, except for me and the sound of my own thoughts.
By Khan 4 months ago in Confessions
The Council of Selves
Ras had always been a dreamer. At seventeen, she'd fall asleep with notebooks full of plans scattered across her bed—sketches of the art gallery she'd own, acceptance letters to prestigious universities she'd attend, wedding invitations with blanks where her future husband's name would go. She dreamed in vivid detail of the woman she'd become: successful, polished, surrounded by the life she'd carefully orchestrated.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Confessions
