Yama went to Nazira’s mom and asked her what the deal was. He was upset and he did not approach her in a kind matter. She fell to her feet and begged him to forgive them and to please not leave her daughter. Nazira begged him not to leave her. Nazira said she didn’t realize…
Last night I had a dream about Yama. He was alive in my dream but he seemed dead at the same time. May Allah bless your soul my dear brother. Nazira, Yama's wife...you must be wondering what role does this grieving widow play in all of this mess. This particular story might be sensitive to…
Thank you everyone that has been reading the "Yama" entries. It means so much to me. This is a very personal experience and the fact that you are all reading along helps me keep going. I am not going to lie..there was a moment that I did not want to continue because I thought..no one…
I woke up the next morning...thinking what a nightmare...then I realized it was reality. Muslims bury the dead quickly like within the same week...or within a couple of days. So Yama's funeral was on 12/18/12. After the person who passed away is buried, the family holds a prayer at the mosque. The Quran is recited…
12/16/12 continued to be a living nightmare. Not the one with the zombies and monster...it was its own version. It started to engrave in my heart..Yama is dead. Yama is dead. Yama is dead. I would escape to my room and turn on my little heater and sit in front of it. The house was…
I had a weird day yesterday. I was under weather and my blood pressure was low. I slept till 9:30am and then went back to sleep at 1pm. I woke up around 4pm and then went back to bed around 9pm. This is a lot of sleep for me but I just felt so tired…
Slowing down is something I have been trying to implement in my life. At times, I am just going through the motions. Sometimes I even feel like that with writing for the blog...I just go through the motions and I don’t even go back to reread or edit. Usually it’s because I am short on…
I walked out to my backyard with no shoes on. My feet are bare and I love it. Yeah, they might get dirty but I love it. I love having bare feet. I love the feeling of cold cement or tile or whatever on my feet. I really love the way hot sand feels on…
Disclaimer: I am about to be very negative and I will be complaining a lot. A lot of feeling sorry for myself. So if you are not in the mood for that, then don't read it. I don't need you to be effected by my energy. I started the New Year on a good foot…
I’ve gotten into the habit of going on these walks every day. I really love going on early morning walks and they’re not very long. Usually it’s about 30 minutes. Sometimes my mom drags me to the park and that takes about an hour to walk. But I don’t usually like going to the park.…
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