It was just yesterday when Halima was asking me "Did you make dua for us sister?" she sighed as she climiped the last stair of the mosque when she saw me holding the sweetes prepered for Eid fastival. After a brief sensation of goosebumps through whole my body I tried to sound to that which may calm her, for she told me to make dua's a day before the day of Arafa. With hisistant and feeling as if lump was in my throat "Subhanallah, no sister i absolutely forget it, in shaa Allah I will make it up for us the coming year!" I wishpered trying to sooth her . "But how do you know that we would witness that faaar coming year!" She replied in a tone that seemed to me sad💧. Though she was trying to hide it, but I could see her watery filled eyes moving in constant, blinking rhythmcly trying to lick up the drops of tear that just came out of no where. Its that we subconsciously took everything for granted. We are making most of our time to try to live fully in such a life that is being promised by Almighty Allah its a matter of days and will end.. Sooner or latter departure ticket will be arriving across every room in a way that may sadden or delighten❄ ..... Halima and sa'dia are best friends from elimentery school. This is their journey of falling love with the Deen all their way to practicing it and calling people to it, and the challanges they had to go through on their way of becoming a better MuslimaT🌸🌼.... And more importantly How Halima would face her past wich is full of twists despite living in a climate where everyone's self esteem is manufactured to be low, and everyone's validation is sought outwardly when it comes to practicing islam💔