She Is My Hayaat

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating o...

Collection of Islamic Stories

Assalaam Alaikum Dear brothers and sisters in Islam Here are just a few Islamic stories for you all to ponder about and stories which have great meaning. This book has more than 30 stories which in sha Allah will benefit you much! Stories range from controlling anger to the power of dhikr:)). This collection of stori...