Wednesday 2\/9\/2015
At around 8am
Ras Al-Salmiyah seaside walk<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I rise early this morning, like a budding red rose, for my daughter’s first day of school. A passionate longing brings me to the seaside where I am greeted by the chirping of the birds and the fresh smell of green grass on which they stand. How I had missed that! I take a deep breath and take it all in\u2026 the waves of the water dancing slowly and gracefully to the twittering tune of the flying birds under the clear September sky. As the sea sends this cool breeze upon my face, I’m reminded by the childhood days spent by the sea, but then of course that is different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The breathtaking scenery fills me with awe, prodding every feeling faculty Allah has given me, inciting me to whisper a profound “SubhanAllah”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Our Lord, You did not create this aimlessly; exalted are You [above such a thing]; then protect us from the punishment of the Fire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I walk past the people who seem almost non-existent to me, their presence making no difference to me, I realize something. I enjoy my solitude when in the company of nature, listening to its beautiful voice and pouring my heart out to it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I leave, I attempt to capture all the thoughts and feelings of the moment and entrap them within me like an innocent child eagerly trying put a frog in a jar. Bidding it farewell, I promise the sea to come again soon, for it too has enjoyed my company \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do you, too, enjoy the company of the sea?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This is a piece I have written one morning, around 5 years ago, while I enjoyed my solitude by the seaside. Wednesday 2\/9\/2015At around 8amRas Al-Salmiyah seaside walk I rise early this morning, like a budding red rose, for my daughter’s first day of school. A passionate longing brings me to the seaside where I<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":214,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-81","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-literature-literary"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/01\/IMG_20200620_071840-scaled.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=81"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":215,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions\/215"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/214"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=81"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=81"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/khadiga.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=81"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}