My dear Muslim Sisters,Today I shall continue to tell you a little story about the life of Muslim women in a Syrian refugee camp. My story shall be about a second type of fear I experienced during my time in the camp – namely, the fires. You see, the tents Read more…
Dear sisters, when I launched this blog, I was thinking about telling only sisters stories. Yet, by the will of Allah subhanahu wa taala, l came across the story of a brother. The hardship he faced and is still facing touched my heart. Today, l am going to tell you Read more…
Throughout one’s lifetime, each person experiences, at a certain point, the feeling of fear, which may vary in strength or intensity, and may come in many guises. Firstly, we might fear Allah and his Divine punishment. We fear natural disasters, for example. Sadly, many a time even true believers fear Read more…
Every Muslim dreams of living in an Islamic country, where everyone abides the Sharia. I had the opportunity to live in such a place. One day, my husband came to me and told me that the Caliphate had been founded, and we, as true Muslims, must answer the calling and Read more…
After reverting to Islam and marrying a Muslim man, I got pregnant during the first year of marriage. Although the doctors advised me not to keep the pregnancy because of the medical condition I had at that time, I prayed to Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta`ala to help me and so Read more…
My journey in Islam began, most probably, in the same way as it began for many other sisters. When I was 18 years old, I met the man who was to become my husband. I married him shortly after that. In the first six months of our family life together, Read more…
My aspirations were not like other girls` aspirations. I always felt I was different from the rest of my girlfriends – some wanted money, fame, a job or that Prince-Charming. My intention was to have a house that was filled with love and peacefulness. A house that is fully loaded Read more…
As-salamu aleikum, sisters! I am A. and today I built up the courage to tell you my story, as other sisters did around here.I’m from a small Balkan country and a few years ago I moved to the West to start my studies. The accommodation period was a bit tough. Read more…
I was 19 years old when I finished high school and at home I always encountered trouble.Everything started when I met a Muslim boy who was older than me. Through him I met some Muslim women. I was amazed by their behavior and clothing and began to get close to Read more…
Hello, sisters! My name is K. and today I’m going to tell you my story. It’s not something out of common but I think that sharing it will comfort other sisters who don’t have the courage to speak about their journey yet.I was born in the northern part of Europe. Read more…
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