Islamic Stories & Reflections | By Kafayat Olubukola
He Hoped He’d Be Fine. He had returned with a brighter and smiling face, feeling like a conqueror, with the polythene bag in his hand, clearly written all over him that the girls had refused the gifts. He stood by the door confidently, heaving a sigh. Toohir groaned, “what kind of girls refuse gifts!” He […]
The Messenger of Love The night had long fallen and he was about to retreat onto his bed after long hours of studying when his mother’s WhatsApp message popped up again – she had messaged earlier but had to exit the application when her son told her he was studying. She had to message him […]
The Male Angler Fish Days passed shortly like a blink of an eye, it was soon a day to the examination. With his new earpod in his ears, he scrambled into the campus very early in the morning immediately after the fajr prayer – he had received an urgent call from Toohir, who just like […]
KAFAYAH {Ummu Yaseer} For the past few days, I’ve been experiencing blurry vision, dizziness and fatigue which I thought was just normal symptoms of pregnancy. I think I can wait till Friday scheduled for the commencement of my antenatal visit. My turn starts tonight so I have to cook something delicious for my family although […]
ABDURRAHMAN {Abu Yaseer} Ramadan started last week Sunday. Every hotel, and beer parlour where all forbidden things are committed is closed temporarily. Every Muslim is engaging in one form of act of Ibaadah or the other. Even non-Muslims can feel the impact of the time. What a blessed month! Alhamdulillah! I told my wives not […]
KAFAYAT {Ummu Yaseer} What does he take me for? When last has he bought me things? It has been more than a year I have gone for shopping to buy wears. Why does he think I will be okay; he took her out alone? I’m not a fool! Naseera is coming here this weekend now. […]
ZAYNAB {Ummu Raheemah} We just finish eating, I pack the dishes to the kitchen with Yaseer. AbdurRahman arrived very late after Ishai. Who knows what he was doing outside so late! And Ummu Yaseer says he has never stayed late up till that time. Today is the first time. “Oh my God, or has he […]
ABDULRAHMAN {Abu Yaseer} Subhanallah! This is 5:30am. Just waking up by this time! I jump off the bed and run into the bathroom for my Janabah. Quickly putting on my Jalabia, I tap Zaynab who is still sleeping soundly in bed. She likes to sleep. I have observed that in her. Before she could say […]
KAFAYAH {Ummu Yaseer} We alight from the car, facing the bride’s house. The building, newly painted in green, looks much like a ‘face me I face you’ type but I’m not sure until I get inside. People, chattering in front of the house are mostly women. In front of the house, two big but different […]
Zaynab {Ummu Raheemat} In my life, for the first time after my late husband’s death, I feel the world is revolving around only me, Alhamdulillah Rabbi liaalamin! AbdurRahman is really a Habeeby as Ummu Yaseer calls him. I wish I could call him that too but it would not sound right. I have now love […]