months have passed.
so foreign i have become.
to my own words.
life has caught me indeed.
intertwined in between webs.
trapped.
just a few days back.
i groused to my husband.
of how much i long to write again.
of how words have made me close to being a human.
rather an empty vessel that floats in between thousands.
but never since then i had the will to spill any words.
waiting for something.
something i have not known.surely.
an inspiration?
an epiphany?
an adventure?
simply.
just something.
and without those.
i delay.
just another day.
just to be even more estranged.
to the alphabets of life.
my life.
until today.
as i woke up.
too early for suhoor.
and too late for another slumber.
i grabbed my phone.
and saw the numerous statuses and shares.
of the concerns of others.
of our brothers and sisters.
strangers by blood.
but closer by hearts.
the Gazans.
miles away i am from them.
but it feels like their cries are only an inch away.
too far to do anything.
yet too near to be ignored.
and i felt this sudden ache.
this sharp ache.
in the heart.
not sure whether it was just anger.
or simply.just a moment of downer.
in the middle of a silent night.
i was simply.
in pain.
the silent dua's i made are between my Lord and i.
but this entry today.
the first of months of complete silence.
goes out to them.
of shared griefs .
of shared cries.
May Allah grant the highest Jannah to the martyrs of Gaza.
May Allah grant us the highest Jannah.to be near them.
Ameen.
