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About Uzma

Welcome . This blog is a place of reflection ,a place of simple inspiration. A place where we share the simplicity and grandeur of life, as it teaches us, humbles us and leaves us full of gratitude. The journey is one of sheer Grace.

Prayer after Ramadhan.

And what will we do now. The beautiful days are gone, The evenings of prayer and beauty. Am feeling a little lost. And what will we do today What is our purpose now ? A sajdah that is longer, A … Continue reading

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There are carnations in my room. And they’re fading. In shades of peach and pink. Fading, ever so gracefully. A few days old, and still so beautiful. It inspires me. What a way to live ! And age. And travel. … Continue reading

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Using Our Time Well.

Time scares me, it also fills me with joy. It feels full and bursting, like a pulse rushing through, or so empty and hollow, with nothing to its name. The desire is to have an organized, productive, happy day.  To … Continue reading

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Remembering You

There is a beat in the heart, the joy of music, the rhythm of fun.                                                   A pre wedding party and so much laughter … Continue reading

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To Be Content.

Happiness is suddenly not all that I thought it was. It is fickle, it is fleeting, addictive. How we chase it. And it never stays. Never there. Wrong chase this. Happiness doesn’t need to be on a pedestal. We yearn … Continue reading

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Accepting Storms

I always thought, that we have to find a cure for sadness, a remedy for tears, a solution to pain. Who wants to live with a hurt, an ache, a thorn in the foot ? So we live trying to … Continue reading

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From sadness to ease. Finding Home.

As sadness steps in, as a yearning emanates, one turns again and again to Our Lord. In the pink strokes of a setting sun, in the birds that fly home.                                                   Our solace is knowing how glorious is The One. The … Continue reading

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