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Beauty Speaks.

By Nina Syed, on 20-06-2008 23:27

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Witnessing the beauty of Creation as it unfolds.

Last update: 11-10-2008 08:47

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Unspoken

By Adib, on 17-06-2008 20:38

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Mountain

By Rashida

One day I will write a poem
about my mother as a mountain,


Last update: 11-10-2008 08:44

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On Gheebath..

By Adib, on 07-06-2008 13:20

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backbiting

By Sadiqa Balolia

Gheebath ia an Arabic word which can literally be translated to mean "slandering, backbiting, spreading rumours or scandals or gossiping". Gheebath means to talk bad about a person behind his back in such a way that if he were to hear it, he wouldn't like it.


Last update: 11-10-2008 08:41

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Beauty of A Bride...

By Adib, on 07-06-2008 13:14

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Bride's hands with hennaBy Sadiqa Balolia

What is it that transforms an ordinary woman into a sparkling & matchless beauty to be looked upon by all with admiration and affection on her wedding day?


Last update: 11-10-2008 08:42

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Life

By ayman, on 24-05-2008 14:48

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....what have I learnt?

Last update: 26-05-2008 09:40

Keywords : Life
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Brother Mujahid

By Sadiqa, on 07-05-2008 11:59

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Dedicated to the "American Taliban", John Walker Lindh who was captured by the American forces in Afghansitan in 2001

Last update: 23-08-2008 12:37

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BEAUTIES OF RAMADHAN

By Nadia, on 12-05-2008 06:56

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Ramadhan… The most important month of the Islamic year,
You shouldn't just let it pass; u should always have fear,
Adhere to The Qur'an and Sunnah, which is absolutely clear,

Last update: 26-05-2008 09:38

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The Golden Scrolls: Shahzanan

By Adib, on 08-05-2008 21:59

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 by Tavis J. Hampton

Darkness blended into light, as the old man's eyelids slowly opened. In a modest, dimly lit room, was a bed, with fresh white linens, an armchair next to a reading lamp, and a tray containing various objects. The old man ran his large course hands over the outline of his face as he attempted to gather himself and determine how long he had been unconscious.


Last update: 08-05-2008 22:01

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The Golden Scrolls: The Task

By Administrator, on 15-04-2008 16:59

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by Tavis J. Hampton 

The village fair was alive with the sounds of children playing, chickens pecking here and there, and women laughing over cups of tea and sweet-smelling bread. Travelers came from afar to purchase rare jewels and trade their goods with each other. A single man would leave married, and an empty-handed child would leave with pockets full of trinkets and knickknacks from faraway lands.

When Fuad arrived at the fair, however, none of these attractions tempted him into abandoning his goal, which was the Storyteller. To all young people of Cor, Fuad’s kingdom, it was the Storyteller who was the heart and essence of the fair.


Last update: 15-04-2008 16:59

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