Category: Season 1

  • Part 40-B

    After eid the weeks seemed to fly by, till it was almost time for me to go back to UK. The week before I left I decided to spring clean my room, so that I could pack my bags and get rid of any unwanted clutter at the same time. I started rummaging through my…

  • Part 40-A

    To see me?? I looked at mum curiously. She shrugged, her forehead creased slightly. “I don’t know who it is. She looks quite familiar though. I’m sure I’ve seen her somewhere.” I went down to the lounge, seeing a girl sitting there as I entered. She turned around as she heard me come in. “Razia?”…

  • Part 39

    Salaams all. I was going to write both parts then post them consecutively, but unfortunately due to time constraints I still haven’t finished the next part. So here’s part 39…next post will be out sometime over the weekend inshaAllah… Enjoy, and more importantly, take lessons from it… (وَذَكِّرْ فَإِنَّ الذِّكْرَىٰ تَنْفَعُ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ) [Surat Adh-Dhariyat 55]…

  • Part 38

    “Faz…Salim…Salim is gone…he’s gone!!!!!!!” I froze at the sound of Zee’s hysterical voice. I opened my mouth but no sound came out. I cleared my throat and tried again. “What do you mean, he’s gone?” But the only thing filling my ears was Zee’s hysterical sobs. I heard a loud clatter, like she’d dropped the…

  • Part 37

    I gazed at the thin silver crescent peeking out of the dusky sky with moist eyes. Ramadan was here!!! I prayed the dua then went indoors, checking my phone. I’d received dozens of ramadan mubarak messages. I replied to all of them then started helping mum to prepare supper quickly. Adnaan and dad would be…

  • Part 36

    Salim looked at me, baffled, then followed my gaze. “That’s Ilyas Cassim,” he said. Ilyas Cassim? Who was that? I looked at Salim, confused. “Who’s that?” “Ahmed’s cousin.” Cousin? I looked closely at the guy who was walking our way. He looked so similar to Ahmed, he could have been his twin. Only the imaama…

  • Part 35

    Ramadan was drawing closer and indian aunties went into a frenzy of making savouries and filling their freezers to the brim with like almost a year’s supply of these delicacies. My mum unfortunately chose to jump on the bandwagon, and to top it off, she chose to drag me onto it as well! She stormed…

  • Part 34

    I woke up early the next day, and after praying tahajjud I sat down to pray quran. I missed nana at these times; hearing his deep, melodious voice resonate throughout the house after fajr, and reciting my dhor to him everyday after he had finished his recitation. After I had prayed quran and completed my…

  • Part 33

    “Fazilaaaaa!!!” I heard a high pitched squeal behind me. I turned around to see Zee running towards me, with Haneefa hot on her heels. They reached me and jumped on me simultaneously, knocking the breath out of me. “Ufff…leggo…can’t breathe!” I rasped out. They let go of me and stood there with huge grins on…

  • Part 32

    “Khads, my daaarrliingg!!” I chirped merrily. “Wth, Faz??? What are you phoning me this early for???” Khadija’s sleep-filled, grumpy voice came through the phone. “It’s not early. It’s…” I checked my watch and calculated roughly, “quarter past 10!” “Seriously???” I could hear her jumping up from her bed and smiled to myself. Mission accomplished! “Yeah,…

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