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Mar 10
After Juma salah,
To Allah,
Beseeching HIM to make me walk without a crutch,
Without assistance on uneven roads,
I was literally whining to  Allah to give me back the quality of my life.
Then I heard a women in a wheel chair praying to Allah,
She was blind and deaf,
Her one leg was amputated,
Her body covered in rashes,
And she was being grateful to Allah for being alive,
Praying for others still lesser than her,
Tears filled my eyes,
Ungrateful me of his blessings,
Complaining of a minor inconvenience.
Looking at the other side of the coin I was truly blessed.
10/3/2024
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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