Every Face tells a story
Every Face tells a story: As I’ve sat in my local masjid so many times (after the prayer of the time of the day ended) and mused on what was going on in the lives of the other attendees. I've seen faces with their hands up, making dua (prayer) to their Lord Allaah while others have covered their faces with their hands, their heads tilted towards the ground. Perhaps they are crying as they try communicating with their Lord to help them with their issues. Most of these are expatriates, people who have left their home county in search of job here. Left their families behind. Some who have not visited their families in years even. Some may even be jobless. Every face tells a story. There are other groups of people who are more jovial, more happy. Every face tells a story. Yet, they are all here, in the house of their Lord, asking for his help, and seeking his forgiveness, surrounded by their country men. I see the same story in a bus, or a train. Every face tells a story...