Musings

A bar of chocolate and a mugful of coffee later Didie was still feeling anxious. She was now thinking of the worst and her thoughts were getting out of hand. What if she tripped on her robe, what if she had to go to the loo and missed her turn, what if he didn't show up. It was that last thought that gripped her heart and caused sweaty beads to form across her forehead. She pads slowly around the small confines of her room taking in the view of this space that had been a source of comfort throughout her final year. She still hadn't taken down the colourful posters she diligently collected after each show she attended at the arts centre. If somebody asked her which one was her favourite she could not recall one in particular. How could one choose when in all of the ones she attended he would always be there.  Then there were the random photos on her wall arranged carefully so she could see it from where she lay her head on the bed. They were mostly pictures of the skies she ...

Alhamdulillah. All praises to Allah. Thank you Allah. Thank you for letting me live all these years and for all that you've given. May I be a better person in every aspect: a better servant to Allah, a better wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, teacher, colleague, writer, cook and everything else in between. May I be saved from old age disease, terminal diseases, diseases of the heart, diseases of the body and soul. May I be strong and healthy to face all obstacles physically and mentally. May Allah grant me all the goodness in this life and in the hereafter. May I live to see more wonderful years ahead of me.. Aamiiin.

Ask any teacher and they'll tell you that one of the most rewarding things of being a teacher is when students come back and visit you. You can't help but be part of the journey of these students and not want to know how things turn out - either in or outside of school. So when some kids came to visit us recently you can imagine how I felt. :) Thank you for putting a smile on my face, for sparing some time, for remembering. Of course there are some who never make an appearance at all, never write and never text. It's easy to conclude how they have forgotten you but then you try and look at the bright side and consider that they're just busy leading their lives away from you. After all, life must always go on.  So I try to be positive and pray that they are all leading good lives filled with love, peace under God's guidance, always, and hope that I'm at least in their prayers too.  ps/ scrolling through Instagram photos and seeing you guys all...