I believe, devotedly, in the Divine plan and timeline by which Allah has intended me to live my life. All…
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By Najet Miah 3rd Place Winner, Creative Writing Competition, 2019 NY MSA Showdown Editor’s Note: Muslim Youth Musings had the…