Mother

One of my first connections with Islam was a sentiment.  A sentiment that events and people 1400+ years ago were not far either in time or distance.  That history was not restricted to the past but that in fact, it had a door with a direct access to the time and context when Arabia would see the Revelation of the Holy Quran.

The first woman to witness the birth of Islam in Arabia was Lady Khadija (RA).  My favourite lady. 

She stands for all that a woman should stand for: strength, beauty, compassion, fidelity and honour. 

She was older and richer than the Messenger (SAW).  Yet, neither age nor money stood in the way of her union with the Messenger (SAW).  She forsake every luxury to be with him in poverty and hardship. 

She is my admiration.

Solace

Bismillah-Ir-Rahmaan-Ir-Raheem
(In the name of Allah, Most Merciful, Most Beneficient)

We are on the eve of Ramadan 2011.  Alhamdulillah. 

It was exactly 2 years ago (Ramadan 2009) that I was invited to the Glorious Quran. 

The Revelation that transformed Arabia and the entire world over 1400 years ago found its way to my heart then.  It shook me and embraced me.  Now it is my lifeline.   

If I could capture the magic of one moment in my life, it would be the time of Ramadan 2009.  Because at no other point in my life have I felt more alive, more worthy or more humble.  

I have found solace in the Generous Quran.  It is a gift that keeps giving. 

Here is where I will record the beauty that I find in my religion.