The last ten days of Ramadhan. Holier and most glorious than all. Supplication and repentance fill the air. No better time to perform I’tikaaf, staying in a mosque, devoting oneself to ibadah and staying away from worldly affairs. I could try to talk about it, what goes through ones head, what it means, but I find poetry paints a better picture .

Six feet by three. Such is my world

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