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The Women who cut stones.
After finishing the dawn(Fajr) prayers, tossing in bed to catch some sleep that refused to come, my irritation knew no bounds when, from a far-off distance, the sound of stones being cut echoed through the roof from our backyard. I knew what it was; irritated, I quickly rose from my bed and went straight to…
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The Real Treasure
Many years ago, on the festival of Eid, I was busy attending to the constant influx of people coming in to meet and greet me; from distant relatives, next-door neighbours, municipal agents, garbage men, a team of retired postmen of our colony, to long-lost friends, everyone kept pouring intermittently all through the day, some for…
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My Journey from Frustration to Fulfilment.
I’m part of a kindness community, and I’ve joined in to teach myself this life-saving trait, which my complex grief and inner critic had eroded over the past decade of my existence. Without a Kind Self, I was living with just this one emotion, dominating my entire being. I was frustrated to the core! with…