Wow! I’ve been nominated for the Liebster award by ‘A hijabiful life’. I’m so thankful to be nominated for this award!! Please check out her blog at

Liebster Award Rules: 

1.Thank the person who gave you the Liebster Award nomination and link their blog to your post.
2. Answer the 11 questions they asked you.
3.Nominate 5- 11 bloggers for the award.  The bloggers must have 200 followers or fewer.
4. Now Create 11 questions to ask your nominees.
5 Make sure to let your nominees know you nominated them once you’ve posted about your Liebster Award.
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1.What was your reaction to being nominated for this award?
I was overjoyed! I had been nominated about 3months back. However, since I was new to blogging I didn’t know the rules. It was only recently that I saw Hirali’s comment again and decided to answer all questions. Better late than never! Ha ha

2. Why did you start a blog?
I started blogging to reach out to muslimahs around the world. To speak to them and to know them. Sure, now that I am constantly getting to know more and more beautiful women, I am so glad I took up this step.

3. Whats your favorite trend for the upcoming fall/winter season?

I am not much of a fashionista.. I’d rather keep it simple. So perhaps a short cardigan, maxi skirt, shirt and my hijab.. if not satisfied, then perhaps another scarf around the neck.

4. What is your favorite movie? Why?

Ummm.. though I have given up on movies since quite some time,I if I really have to name a movie it would be Shawshank redemption! Surely because it is an excellent movie with a lot to learn from. For example,I we learn how in dilemmas, our skills and knowledge are our best friends. How Tim Robbins never trusted anyone, not even Red to execute his prison break plan, yet he never forgot those whom he left behind. The last 15mins is the heart of the movie. The entire movie otherwise is a sad drama.

5. If you could have any superpower, what would it be?

To emit negative feelings from within people. Including my own. No sorrow, envy or anger. Alhamdulillah

6. What do you wish to achieve from your blog?

A lot of muslimahs as friends who inspire each other to become better in the eyes of Allah. Hearts connected for the pleasure of Allah (subhanaha wa ta’ala) alone.

7. Most worn item?

Black foral print maxi skirt combined with any chiffon top and black sleeves with hijab.

8. Favorite memory?

Standing in my balcony in the coolness of dawn, with my sister in Islam(who’d come to visit me), and listening to Adhaan- the call for prayer. To feel the peace and calm within and to have a practising sister with me.. SubhanAllah. One of the most beautiful image etched in my mind.

9. How do you deal with haters?

Alhamdulillah, I don’t pay much heed or give much thought.

10. What do you do when your feeling down?

Still trying to figure something out in such cases in shaa Allah. As of now I sulk and cry during my salah in such scenarios.

11. Has your blog inspired anyone?

Alhamdulillah, I hope so In-shaa Allah. But yes, I did meet many sisters in Islam. With many I got into touch personally and developed a beautiful relationship for Allah’s pleasure and am very happy about it. Masha’Allah

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Now my questions for you are as follows:-

1. What inspired you to blog and how has blogging helped you?

2. What is that one wish that you would like to be fulfilled in this dunya?

3. Is there anything that you’ve been wanting to write about since a long time but haven’t penned it down yet? If yes, then what is it about?

4. What is the one thing/ change that you think will help you come a step closer to Allah (subhanah wa ta’ala)?

5. Who is that one person you wish to meet in person, but haven’t yet got an opportunity to? (After our Prophet Mohammed (saw))

6. What duaa would you make for your neighbour?

7. Your favourite food?

8. Your favourite person in family and why?

9. Would you forgive someone, who has hurt you too much, on the condition of you being his/her neighbour in Jannah? [I recently heard a lecture of Mufti Menk where he told this, and just stayed in my mind. Alhamdulillah]

10. What is the colour you wear the most?

11. Who is that one blogger whose blogs you admire the most?

JazakAllah khair for being patient and reading it through. Awaiting your answers. Please remember me in duaas. In shaa Allah, i too will. Ameen.

my journey as a revert muslimah

The Salaam…


وَإِذَا حُيِّيْتُم بِتَحِيَّةٍ فَحَيُّواْ بِأَحْسَنَ مِنْهَا أَوْ رُدُّوهَا إِنَّ اللّهَ كَانَ عَلَى كُلِّ شَيْءٍ حَسِيبًا 

4:86 But when you are greeted with a greeting [of peace], answer with an even better greeting, or [at least] with the like thereof. Verily, God keeps count indeed of all things.

Khushi and I left from office on her bike. She mentioned to me of a friend she wanted to meet briefly in a mall nearby. Somehow, that day we had too many bags to carry – my huge handbag (popularly known as ‘half ticket’ for the amount of space it occupies whilst in the bus or elevator- as much as half an average human), Khushi’s bagpack and a mini suitcase which my roommate wanted me to carry home since she would be returning late from office. The bike hence, was pretty loaded.

On reaching, Khushi and I waited for her friend for quite some time. Out of nowhere, my eyes get stuck on someone- Gracious, beautiful and modest. Masha’Allah, my heart whispered. Another hijabi sister! Suddenly like a motion film everyone else became unimportant. I kept looking at her, waiting for a direct eye contact so that I may greet her. She shyly walked out from the mall, holding a couple of packages, to the bus stop a little ahead and stealthily glanced at me. I know she was looking at me too.

On one side of me Khushi was speaking to her friend on phone to coordinate and meet whereas on the other side an entirely different tale was being played here. As she went past me, I keep staring without a blink, awaiting a salam. Now and then she glanced at me.. and just when I was about to greet, she shied away, looked down as if she didn’t know me!

“Hey, I am your sister in Ummah.. do you not remember?”

Narrated from ‘Abd-Allaah ibn ‘Umar( RadiAllahu anhum) that a man asked the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him): “What is the best thing in Islam?” He said, “Feeding others and giving the greeting of salaam to those whom you know and those whom you do not know.”

[ Al-Bukhaari (12, 28 and 6236), Muslim (39)]

The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) made spreading salaam a part of faith.

Ibn Rajab ( RadiAllahu anhum) said in al-Fath (1/43):

“The hadeeth makes the connection between feeding others and spreading salaam because this combines good actions in both word and deed, which is perfect good treatment (ihsaan). Indeed, this is the best thing that you can do in Islam after the obligatory duties.”

The Salam is a greeting in Islam which sows the seeds of love and friendships. Any weakness of heart is dispelled and joys of brotherhood is experienced. Masha’Allah, what a beautiful deen.

Why then, was there a hesitation within me in greeting her? Khushi went into the mall, asking me to wait, to guard the bike and luggage. As I stood there, my gaze followed the sister, standing there and waiting for the bus. 1minute passed… 2…5..then 10. My heart became very impatient.

“There are so many things on the bike, I cannot leave them unattended. Moreover, the bike isn’t locked too.”, was the excuse I gave myself.

“It is just a bad idea. Doesn’t happen anymore.”, second excuse and with it I started surfing the internet. I think out of obvious reflexes, I typed ‘greeting strangers in Islam’ and clicked search. Lo! Came the words before me

A Muslim has a right against his fellow Muslim in six ways.’ Asked what were these, the Prophet  said:

‘(1)When you meet him, greet him;
(2) if he invites you, accept his invitation;
(3) if he seeks your advice, give him an honest and sincere advice;
(4) if he sneezes and praises God, bless him;
(5) if he falls ill, visit him; and
(6) if he dies, attend his funeral.’
[Sahih al-Bukhari and Muslim]

It’s her right! Why should I not do it? Why was I waiting for her to do it first? My eyes scanned the Bus-Stop hoping for her to be there and Alhamdulillah, she was.

Without a second thought, I locked the bike, carried all the luggage and walked as fast as I could towards her. From behind, I kept my hand on her shoulder and when she turned I said, “As Salamu ‘Alai Kum” , with a broad smile on my face.
A soft, hesistant, confused Wa ‘alai kumus salam was the reply that came. SubhanAllah! I could read the worry on her face. She perhaps didn’t understand what just happened. Obviously! How else would you react when a random stranger with three BIG bags, unable to balance herself suddenly comes from behind and says Salam!?

Perhaps, she was wondering whether I was an old friend whom she is unable to recognize! Alhamdulillah, I got a chance to explain it to her.

“I am Mahdiya, and a revert muslimah. I barely know a few muslims here in the city and when I saw you, I just wanted to say Salam.”

The perplexity vanished in an instant and was replaced by an equally warm smile. There came a louder “Wa ‘alai kumus salam”. Just as she said this, her bus arrived. Alhamdulillah, as if it was for this very moment that the bus had not come all the while!

“My bus…”, she said hesitantly. Both of us were disappointed that it came. She rushed to board it and I bade her goodbye with a smile. Just as she was about to board it, she turned back to see me standing there.

As salamu ‘alai kum” , she said as the bus started moving.

Wa ‘alai kumus salam wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh “…..

It was such a brief encounter. Little did she know all that I was thinking standing right behind her, 10 meters away. Little did I know that a small step would fill my heart with the joy and warmth that I was experiencing. SubhanAllah! It was indeed a gift from my Creator. Have each one of us not felt an inner peace when we greet our beloved ones? How then, would we not feel better when we greet someone we do not know, only for the pleasure of Allah.

I walked back to the bike and was basking in the joy of sister hood. A serene bliss on my face. In a while, Khushi also came back. The keys were missing.
“Hey, where are the keys? why are you carrying both the bags and why is the suitcase down?”

I grinned. “I just spun another short tale in my life..” SubhanAllah.