THE SHADOW MANUSCRIPT
A silent manuscript is my shadow, Written in the ink of dusk. It unfurls at my feet Like a forgotten verse Looking for its poet.It...
A silent manuscript is my shadow, Written in the ink of dusk. It unfurls at my feet Like a forgotten verse Looking for its poet.It...
Oh, sacred land where olives bloom,Amidst the whispers of ancient peace’s tune,Dreams concealed ‘neath skies of strife,Where walls ascend and hope los...
The rhythmic hum of the bus engine was a lullaby I couldn’t resist; my eyelids grew heavy, and I drifted into a deep, dreamless slumber. When I final...
"No woman can ever give birth to a man like Khalid ibn al-Walid again." – These were the heartfelt words of Abu Bakr al-Siddiq (RA), Islam’s first Cal...
Introduction: A Gentle Arrival If you trace the history of how religions spread across the world, you will often find stories of great wars, conquerin...
When Professor Anjali Sharma, a literature instructor at a Delhi University college, first encountered ChatGPT, her reaction was visceral panic. Anjal...
Dreams The ray of sun, rising behind the mountain, cast light on his room wall through the window. When the clock rang at 7:00, she entered the f...
The Trouble with Islam Today: A Critical Review of Irshad Manji’s Ideas of Non-Exclusionary IslamIrshad Manji is among those who immigrated from Islam...
The ButterflyButterfly,fly Into the sky.Go to the garden To drink honey.She drank the honey And went away happy. The Butterfly’s stomach is...
Before the horrendous tragedy, Jahan’s life was a symphony of hard work and the gentle scent of faded flowers. There were no major issues or poverty;...