Growth
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Journey Through Sound Hala Hadi, Deer Park Childhood has a way of amplifying sound. At eight years old, I would sit in the back of my dad’s car, giggling as a mischievous gust of air slipped past the window and rushed against my ears, while we sped along the motorway. The deep grinding of the…
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Paradise is a garden. So I collect good deeds, And as if they were seeds I try to plant them. But I am too eager to check If they have borne fruit. I pull out my good deeds Without giving them the chance To set root.
Voice of British Muslim Women 