Category: Raiiq Ridwan

  • Moving that mountain

    Dear Reader I would like you to go on a journey with me right now; a journey where we will imagine a scene. Imagine today, you open your facebook account, and you see 60 notifications and 10 inbox messages. And guess what, it is not just any message, it is messages from your favorite celebrity, […]

  • Like the breaking of glass

    I arrived in Jordan on 10th September 2012 and had a long long day! It was quite a large group of doctors who were attending a conference here just by the Dead Sea. As we were waiting at a restaurant for food, I was standing with my mom when another aunty came up and they […]

  • Dawah reflections from Surah As-Saff

     All Praises are due to the One who has sent His Messenger with guidance and the way of truth such that it will prevail over every other way of life, and enough is He as a Witness. May the peace and blessings of Allah be upon all His Prophets and Messengers, their families, companions, and […]

  • How to not let our ego get too big or our intentions clouded

    While the 21st century has come with attacks upon Islam like never before, the numbers of energetic and enthusiastic young people coming towards Islam has dramatically risen. Muslim youth in the darkness of the life of this world suddenly came to find the light of Islam, and those shielded from faith itself are accepting Islam […]

  • Enough talk…now let’s walk, what is it that we can really do?

    Earlier today I posted a poem expressing my emotions and tears in letters and words ( Yet, what have I really done to be honest? Have I done enough? What can I really do? Even journalists can’t enter Syria at this time; forget aid or even someone as insignificant as me, shaytan whispers into my […]

  • Reflections on Syria – A poem

    2010, 2 years on from the Gaza Massacre A poem I wrote in remembrance 2012, a year’s gone by with Syrian people being put to die Graphic images on videos and pages the oppressors come on the screen to lie while people out there cruelly die distressed, for our help they cry while we are […]