
Eid and My Empty Wallet
“I have collected Rs. 13,000 this Eid!” announced Ahmed, proudly counting his Eidi (money received as gift on Eid). Ali frowned and whimpered: “Don’t show

“I have collected Rs. 13,000 this Eid!” announced Ahmed, proudly counting his Eidi (money received as gift on Eid). Ali frowned and whimpered: “Don’t show

There was once a very pious man. His name was Hatim Al-Asam. One day, he gathered all his children and told them that he would

There was once a man, whose job was to spy on people in the market, make a daily report of whatever conversations he over-heard and

“Stop it!” yelled Ali at the top of his lungs. Hana casually went on demolishing the ant hills in their backyard. Samra Apa gently scooped

“Today, we will discuss what it means to be steadfast in the way of Allah (swt),” announced Sir Hammad, our teacher, as he turned around

It was a magnificent mansion. Ahmed, my school pal was about to move into a huge house his family had built. We went to check

Ali threw his school bag on the sofa and plopped himself in a chair with an angry frown. Mom walked in and greeted him cheerfully:

“Mmm… these Kebab rolls are scrumptious!” complimented Ali, as he started on his second helping. Samrah Apa smiled merrily from behind the sizzling fry pan,

Islamabad winters chill you to the bone. And it is not exactly comforting when you are on a farm in the middle of nowhere listening

“Assalamu alaikum, kids! How are you all doing?” boomed Wael Ibrahim, our guest speaker at the LiveDeen conference in Karachi. He had flown all the