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Assalamu alaikum. 
          
          Sabahul khair!
          
          How have you been? I pray and hope that you're in the best state of health and Eeman. 
          
          So....
          
          Behind the Cloud is due for an update yeah? That's right but I'm struggling with this writer's block that has refused to go away. I hope I'm able to come up with something before this week runs out in shaa Allah.
          
          Anyways, that's not why I'm here.
          
          So if you've been with me for a while, you already know the first book I ever wrote as a writer here on wattpad is titled ELEGANT ROSE (and it has a special place in my heart).
          
          Six years ago, I posted here on my wall that I would not be completing ELEGANT ROSE here or anywhere else (You'll find the post if you scroll down).
          
          But someone here told me that if I would complete that book, then she'd be so so glad. And I gave it a thought. The book has been sitting in my drafts for the past six years.
          
          So yeah, I want to try and complete it with a little changes here and there so I'm clear of the reason why I had to take it down in the first place. 
          
          The people that started my first writing journey with me might no longer be here but still... I want to do this... with you.
          
          I just figured out it'll be better to edit it while struggling with writer's block than go scouting for other books to get rid of it.
          
          So do tell me your honest thoughts about this. 
          
          Would you give it a try?
          
          The first chapter might be up later or tomorrow in shaa Allah.
          
          I'd be waiting...
          
          Fee Amaanillah!

Assalamu alaikum. How are you doing? How is life treating you? May Allah ease all your affairs. 
          
          So did you notice something when you received this notification?
          
          The name is different right? *smiles*
          
          I chose a pen name and decided to start using it here first. It has been on my mind for over a year now. Though I've used it once for a writing challenge I once participated in. That's by the way anyways. 
          
          So.... be honest with me. 
          
          What do you think about it?
          
          I'd be waiting for your response. 
          
          Fee Amaanillah!

Assalamu alaikum everyone.  It's been a while on this space. How have you been?
          
          RAMADAN KAREEM. 
          
          May Allah accept it from us.
          
          I know it's been ages since I last updated 'Behind the Cloud' and most of you would have probably forgotten about the storyline.
          
          Well, a lot happened.... alhamdulillah... and somehow, I lost the zeal to write again. In fact, the draft of the next chapter has been on hold for the past several months. I am yet to reach the part where I intend to end the chapter, and I am unable to write, which is why I haven't updated yet.
          
          So I am thinking of bringing back 'The Halaal Way' so you can all tell your friends to come read it and motivate me with comments. Perhaps, I might regain my writing spirit. 
          
          I have been in one place for too long and I am tired...
          
          Tell me your honest opinion...
          
          Fee Amaanillah  

a small token of kindness [ 17th september 2025, wednesday ] 
          
          broken fury, dead incitement, delirium stitched in emotions. yearning winds, fanning destructions, branches that bury their homelands. 
          
          systemic disorientations, horrors owed to joys that bleed. mysterious differences, confusions constructed, alarms that ring but souls that refuse to awaken. 
          
          blaring conquerors, forgotten tunnels, coffee cooling beside unmade dread. thrumming fingertips, raging purposes, metamorphosis: humans crawling, carrying everyday banters. 
          
          the sun with a thousand eyes, the night with hidden crimes, feathers drowned in poet's ink. sorrows of lyrics, wings lost in the blue, life that feeds one melancholy, souls distilling it into hope. 
           #adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday] 
          
          words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
          tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
          weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
          wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb. 
          
          windmills bow above folded clothes,
          grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
          cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
          growth a gamble, memory the wager. 
          
          tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
          coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
          measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
          tidy rooms against the storm of rest. 
          
          roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
          souls displaced, refugees of home.
          effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
          a tale as old as precedents. 
          
          labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
          olives of faith, olives betrayed.
          a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
          and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
          a garden for incitement,
          a bloom pressed against time. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ] 
          
          where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
          from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
          beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known. 
          
          swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
          a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
          forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility. 
          
          barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
          entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
          whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
          a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
          in a parched throat. 
          
          kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
          pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
          sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
          shadows stumble, shoes fade—
          a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 18th august 2025, monday ] 
          
          "green and gold, bumblebees and blooms, notorious affairs of the innocent homes; half of wounds are entombed in windy trails, while the remaining lie maimed in terraces aged. 
          
          eye and a wisdom tooth, bear and tear, wavelets of death caressing the feeble veil; garbled silences in pictures hung, hung were the joys of the crusted youth. keepsakes assignable, september — a bright shy; one step of risk, one step of ice. 
          
          cliffs and cuts that swallow the shore, earth is an art with its slinky tides and falling feathers; rhythm and rhyme mold the blood, like granules of sand that recognise a home in your skin. 
          
           liquor and tea, a prison and a poison; every scream becomes a rotten whisper. quite a wonder, the heart one carries with pride, the same which injures the soul — punished with suffocation behind clasping ribs, where it beats and beats, severing its rest."
           #adropofhumanity 

Hello, I hope you're doing well.
          I live in Côte d'Ivoire and I paid the money today on Kkiapay, but I didn't receive the book , I checked my email.
          

Hello.. this is my first story. Please give it a try. And author, sorry for posting here but i need reach.
          
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/392000942?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=smileys_love
          
          

Assalamu Alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuh,
          
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