In Islam, Nikah is completing half your deen and is a strongest bond between husband and wife but some people don't share the same views who have lost faith being caught up in worldly desires and attractions.
Zaina Ali was trapped in the same posi...
'Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.' - J.K.Rowling
For them, she was their light.
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I covered my one month old baby girl in a blanket. I smiled at her as I saw her smile in her sleep; her father sleeping as soundly as her besides me. I couldn't want anything more from my Allah Almighty. Looking back to the days when I carried her in my stomach, I gave birth to her it all seems like a dream to me.
After six years of hardship I was given my beautiful reward, a blessing of a daughter. I distinctly remember the day when Amal, our daughter, was born. Ahmad's mother came with everyone to see her grandchild. Even though we had passed those difficult stages but the fear still hung over me. I was afraid that she would say something about me not giving her a grandson but a granddaughter. She was very proud at her other daughter-in-law for bearing a son.
But there was no incident of this sort. She came in quietly. I tried avoiding eye contact with her. After everyone had held Amal, she quietly picked her and kissed her temple. I remember there were tears in her eyes. All the time she was there she never let anyone else hold the baby girl. Before leaving she hugged me and thanked me for giving her a cute angel for a granddaughter. I was so happy to see her; even if she didn't love me like she loved my daughter. My eyes filled with tears at her gesture. Ahmad gave me a tight side hug. He was also very happy to see his mother as well.
After the all the struggle I got the fruit of it. Seeing her in the hospital room I was overjoyed. I couldn't be happier.
A small cry woke me from my thoughts. Amal began to stir. I immediately got up and picked her up in my arms and patted her a little. She stopped crying after a moment and rested in my arms. She was a gift to us. She was the reason everything was alright. All was well. Alhamdulillah!
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