POETRY

Heartfelt Words

Words sometimes carry your soul and fly you to a place of comfort.

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ABOUT ME

Hello there,
My name is Rumina!

I am the author of this blog. Expressing myself through journaling and writing poetry has been one of the most rewarding aspects of my life.

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REACHING HEAVEN

Letters to my Imam

When the Imām (ʿaj) reappears I hope he will look at me and call me by my name

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Grief
My Purpose...
True Colours
Mum's a Miracle!
Starting this Journey
Reflections

Mum’s a Miracle!

Marking 23 years of a wonderful life blessed by the Almighty, I decided to re-launch my blog in a new light; not only to write frequent blog entries but to also pursue learning about our wonderful religion through different channels.

I’d like to dedicate my first blog to a wonderful and important person in my life; my mother. Having recently gotten married, and moved into a new home, I now realise what a precious personality she is.

Mum, I have expressed my truest emotions to you; told you of my innermost worries and thoughts, and it has been the best feeling to have such an amazing relationship with you! Truly there is nobody like a mother in one’s life.

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Reflections

Ajeeb!

In retrospect; the Flag stood as a central pivot for the wave of black that circulated around it. My eyes closed, I could hear a unanimous beat, a sense that young and old in unison urged to revive their souls by beating their chests. Or did they?

Smiles formed on their lips, – gum-chewing, socially chatting, not a care in the world – girls jumped at the chance to be a part of that wave; but all for the wrong reasons. The flag, and the flag-bearer whose bravery we have constantly been reminded of was the central icon tonight – but I ask, was your pride to stand, to circle, to be a part of a ritual, such that you forgot why you were there? Whom were you mourning?

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Poems

Solace

So many young deaths…
Stricken with grief, I turned to find solace in His Creation

And so my eyes naturally wondered to the beauty of the night
I stood, I pondered, and absorbed the vast and wonderous sight

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Reflections

My Purpose…

Tuesday 05th March 2013. 2:57 PM. – The text message that changed my perspective forever. 168 days since a selfless and bubbly natured youth left this world, the soul of a free spirited individual, also departed. For some people, shadows of grey seem to cloud the heart; not quite sure what to feel, and for me? For me, it was the same shadows of grey.

Such an incident can be perceived in many ways, and with many thoughts.

Human nature beckons the soul to feel an overwhelming grief for the families of the individuals, and even those who never knew the individual shed a tear. I say this, because I cried. Both individuals, I knew only by face and their vivid smiles; which will now remain etched in my memory forever.

The grief is heavy for all, and one might even sit back and think of the trials that the community is facing, as a whole. If that were the case, then several incidents so recent in our community timeline leave us with much to ponder over: – What kind of individuals make up our community? Are we flowing in the right direction? Are we flowing at all? Or is the reality that we are masked behind a name that makes us proud, yet that is exactly what it is; a mask: concealing much of what really requires a change.

Which brings me to my perspective…

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Reflections

*Home is where the Heart is*

To my Floridian family and friends,

I’m really missing you all! (Especially during the month of Ramadhan)

The friendliness between young and old, even while fasting, greeting and meeting, asking after each other and each other’s families, sharing stories of the day, even when you don’t know someone that well, is something that is unique to Florida.

All those wonderful Iftaar get-togethers at friends’ houses. You know we’ve been out because we casually walk in at Dua time in large packs, holding Slurpies and a variety of chocolates after a short stop in 7-Eleven!

Those spur of the moment late night Daku’s when our parents keep reminding us as we are leaving mosque, to call them when we reach wherever the Daku is, when we are leaving the Daku, and to wake them up when we reach home!

Though undoubtedly fun, the endless stress of Youth Programs and trying to get young and old involved in Friday and Saturday night programs at the mosque! Memories in the youth group have been unique (because there’s no active girls youth group here!)

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Reflections

Who is Hussain?

You ask me about this personality, and I respond with nothing. Utter silence….an overwhelming wave of disbelief, quickly overcome with understanding and realisation. Slowly I speak “It isn’t that I don’t know, I just do not know what to say, where to begin, how to make you understand, the impact of this single soul on humanity at large.”

Again, realisation.

Thursday 15th of November, 2012: I have been hearing fireworks for the third night in a row. Yesterday was the beginning of a new year for the Hindu’s, and today, is ours. Side by side stands a Mandir and a Mosque. Entering one are people filled with life, happiness, and dressed in their best yet. Entering the other, are flocks of Muslims, dressed in their simplest, their darkest colours, and their hearts heavy with grief. For both, it is the new year, for both it is a new start, a night of resolutions.

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