You don’t need grand milestones and gestures to commemorate your twenties. You just need to be willing to wake up every morning as though it is a chance to start all over again.
So many conflicting things all at once, and yet, none of them at all. It seems more a cacophony of a degree of emotions rather than any one emotion itself and my dears, I think we’ll all agree the spare hours in a lifetime are too far and few in between to even begin to unpack and address these.
This journey to one’s own reality is never an easy one. It weighs down heavily upon your bones and if you aren’t prepared, it will threaten to break you. But, you are not made of glass, and you will not break.
So many conflicting things all at once, and yet, none of them at all. It seems more a cacophony of a degree of emotions rather than any one emotion itself and my dears, I think we’ll all agree the spare hours in a lifetime are too far and few in between to even begin to unpack and address these.
This journey to one’s own reality is never an easy one. It weighs down heavily upon your bones and if you aren’t prepared, it will threaten to break you. But, you are not made of glass, and you will not break.
In my heart of hearts I knew that in this moment, the greatest guidance can only come from Allah, and the best way to access this guidance is through His words in the Qur’an.
When I feel myself straying, even the tiniest amount, this verse catches me out and it's a gentle, but pressing, reminder that simply asks me: where are you going?

Ayesha Khanom

Sometimes a teacher, sometimes a student, but mostly caffeinated. This blog is a terrible attempt at writing out my thoughts - think of it as the 'comments, complaints, and suggestions' section of my brain. Nevertheless, I hope that some of these words will find a place in your heart and will stay with you even when I do not. If you'd like to get in touch, send me a message on Instagram or leave a comment on one of these posts and I'll get back to you at the best possible time.

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