The Believer’s “Last Laugh”: The Laugh of Victory

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَـنِ الرَّحِيمِ

I am going to admit it. I have an embarrassingly loud laugh.

I admit that I do not like it.

I have always been the guffawing type. The one who has to bite her lip after letting out a big laugh accidentally. At the wrong time, in front of the wrong people, for the wrong reason.

Even my chortles and snorts are, sadly, loud.

It is no wonder, then, that from as far back as I can remember, I have been told to “Stop laughing!”

Don’t laugh!”

Why are you laughing?”

Man, you laugh loudly.”

My whacky sense of humor makes it no easier for me to become quieter; more like one of those perennially graceful, poised ladies who never make any kind of loud, clearly audible sound. Ever.

I mean, it is weird, but sometimes I am the only one in a social gathering who sees humor in something.

And because of this, I’m rather used to receiving looks.

I wish I could have reported that, at this stage in my life, with much age and experience (not to mention, hardships) under my belt, my laughs have become quieter. I will be 41 years old soon, insha’Allah, and though my laughs might have become less frequent, but the decibels?


I wish.

After I became a student of Qur’an, I came across some religiously inclined people who acted as if laughing loudly is, in and of itself, something disliked; something to be avoided. Especially laughing out loud. And especially if you are a girl/woman.

Perhaps this has some grain of truth in it, since the Prophet , though he habitually smiled, used to hardly ever laugh out loud (unless I am missing something here. Please correct me if I am wrong). When very amused, more than usual, he would grin widely at the most (with his pearly white teeth showing).

So, after studying the Qur’an, I became even more ashamed of my loud laugh.

And this is particularly why, whenever I came across the verses in the Qur’an that mention laughter, of any kind, I am intrigued even more.

First, the Arabic words denoting laughter

The Arabic word used most often in the Qurán to mention laughter, is ضَحِكَ. Lane’s lexicon defines its noun as, “the expanding of the face, and displaying of the teeth, by reason of happiness, joy, or gladness.”

And the lexicon defines the word التَّبَسُّمُ (a word that is also mentioned in the Qurán, details to follow below) as “the beginning thereof“.

That is, the beginning phase of the verb ضَحِكَ is تَبَسَّمَ — the smile that precedes the teeth-showing grin/laugh.

Now let’s move on to the first kind of laugh mentioned in the Qurán.

The Laugh of Relief

وَامْرَأَتُهُ قَآئِمَةٌ فَضَحِكَتْ فَبَشَّرْنَاهَا بِإِسْحَقَ وَمِن وَرَاء إِسْحَقَ يَعْقُوبَ

And his wife was standing (there), and she laughed: But we gave her glad tidings of Ishaq, and after him, of Yaqub.” [11:71]

The wife of Prophet Ibrahim [عليه السلام] was present and listening in to his guests’ conversation with him. This was when angels came to his home, and gave him two pieces of news: one good and one bad.

When she heard the angels tell him the truth i.e. they were not human beings, and that they had been sent to destroy the people of Prophet Lut [عليه السلام], our mother Sarah let out a laugh.

This laugh of hers has been specifically mentioned in the Qur’an, as you can see above. I believe that every word of the Qur’an is important and worthy of pondering. Allah never provides any details in the Qur’an, without there being something really worthy for us to learn from it.

Let us keep one thing in mind! She did not laugh when she received the glad tidings of a son being born to her in old age. As the above-mentioned verse states, the glad tidings of a son were given to her by the angels after she let out that laugh.

Instead, on receiving the news of a baby boy, another reaction has been recorded elsewhere in the Qur’an: incredulity and shock, bordering on denial. Which is proved by the fact that she then asked the angels just how she could ever have a baby, given how she and her husband were both so old in age.

So this makes it particularly more interesting (at least for me), why she would let out a laugh when the angels mentioned that they were being sent to the people of Lut.

Well, it seems it was a laugh of relief! Because:

(i) The nervousness/fear felt by her husband (and also perhaps she) when the angels refused to eat from the roasted calf that her husband had served to them, was dissipated by their admission that they were, in fact, Allah’s angels, immediately leading to relief for her. She also perhaps laughed out loud (i.e. without inhibitions) because now she knew that she did not have to observe hijab from the men, as they were Allah’s angels, and not non-mahrum for her.

(ii) She realized that, finally, the abhorrent sins and evil committed by the people of Prophet Lut, which had been causing him much distress and grief (since no one had ever before among humankind engaged in the repulsive acts of homosexuality), would finally be put to an end by the decree of Allah’s annihilative punishment that was to be carried out by these sent angels.

Lesson learnt?

Oh come on, now. Live a little. It is OK if I, like my mother Sarah, let out a laugh of relief now and then, especially when Allah sends me glad tidings.

Or when He rids me of the evil of toxic people who have been making my life miserable.

(I’m only half kidding here.)

The Laugh of Gratitude

فَتَبَسَّمَ ضَاحِكًا مِّن قَوْلِهَا وَقَالَ رَبِّ أَوْزِعْنِي أَنْ أَشْكُرَ نِعْمَتَكَ الَّتِي أَنْعَمْتَ عَلَيَّ وَعَلَى وَالِدَيَّ وَأَنْ أَعْمَلَ صَالِحًا تَرْضَاهُ وَأَدْخِلْنِي بِرَحْمَتِكَ فِي عِبَادِكَ الصَّالِحِينَ

So he smiled, amused at her speech; and he said: “O my Lord! so order me that I may be grateful for Your favors, which you have bestowed on me and on my parents, and that I may work the righteousness that will please You. And admit me, by Your Grace, to the ranks of Your righteous Servants.” [27:19]

The next incident related to laughing that I have pointedly noted in the Qur’an, in which Allah mentions a “laughing smile”, is that of Prophet Sulaiman [عليه السلام].

Allah had granted him the unique gift of being able to understand the language of animals. So when he heard an ant warn other ants to get out of his way lest they get trampled by him and his troops, he smiled laughingly (تَبَسَّمَ ضَاحِكًا). In this moment of amusement, he proceeded to pray to Allah in what is, for me, one of the most beautiful Quranic dua’s that I have come across. He asked Allah for the guidance to thank Him for the blessings that Allah had bestowed upon him and upon his parents.

He further asked Allah for the guidance to do good deeds that would earn him His pleasure. Finally, he asked Allah to admit him, by His mercy, into His righteous slaves.

The humility of Prophet Sulaiman becomes so apparent in the above verse! And guess what? Being reminded of the special bounties of Allah made him “smile with laughter”. It made him happy. It made him grateful. And it made him turn back to Allah in earnest supplication.

Lesson learnt: any special blessings that Allah has bestowed upon us, should make us smile! Maybe even let out a laugh.

So laugh and smile when you are reminded of how blessed you are. When you think of any unique talent that you possess.

And then continue to make supplication, whilst smiling, to ask Allah for even further guidance.

Being a religious person does not mean being a perennially serious, dull, and depressed-looking prude who hardly ever smiles, not even when mentioning one of Allah’s blessings upon them.

Cheer up!

The Laugh of Disdain

إِنَّ الَّذِينَ أَجْرَمُوا كَانُواْ مِنَ الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا يَضْحَكُونَ

Those in sin used to laugh at those who believed. And when they passed by them, they would exchange derisive glances.” [83:29-30]

This laugh is of a more reserved kind. It is let out by the one who sins defiantly, and it is solely directed towards those sincere believers who follow the religion of Allah. It is when someone who defies and rejects the commands of Allah, laughs deliberately at the believer who acts upon and obeys the same.

This laugh is easy to relate to, for anyone who is a Muslim. Especially nowadays, when victims of Islamophobia anywhere around the world experience mockery or outright persecution. Being laughed at for one’s adherence to the commands of Islam is something that has been endured by the followers of all previous Prophets.

Have I experienced being laughed at this way?

Oh, you bet!

Ironically, I endured this more after I had repented from committing this sin myself (I shamefully admit that I used to laugh at others when I was young, back in school and college. “Cliquey” sin, astaghfirullah). After my repentance, I started to find myself more often on the receiving end of this kind of laugh: the laugh of disdain.

But hey, this is a sign of being on the right path, is it not?

Lesson learnt: being laughed at for your belief in Allah’s religion, and for your adherence to it, is a sign of being upon the path tread by all of Allah’s Prophets.

So take it in stride and keep going. It’s nothing personal.

Chin up, girl!

The Laugh of Mockery

فَلَمَّا جَاءهُم بِآيَاتِنَا إِذَا هُم مِّنْهَا يَضْحَكُونَ

But when he came to them with Our Signs, behold, they ridiculed them.” [43:47]

This laugh is probably very closely related to the previous one. When someone laughs at you to mock you. There is only a slight difference between this one and the last one, which was the laugh of someone who looked down upon you because of your belief in Allah’s true religion (not just any religion).

This laugh is more common i.e. when people laugh at someone to make a mockery of them or their actions. As the above verse states, it was the laugh of the people when a Prophet of Allah (in this particular case, Prophet Musa [عليه السلام]) brought to his nation clear signs from Allah. We know the signs brought by Prophet Musa were anything but something to be mocked.

However (and remember this), the one who wants to defiantly reject something or someone’s ideology, and also defy the authenticity/credibility of the latter, often uses mockery as a method of undermining or outright vetoing their worth.

Which is why religious people are often the most mocked in secular circles. If religious people get offended or hurt by this, either they are labeled as over-sensitive, or advised to forgive, forget, ignore and let go.

Pray for them, sister. They do not know (the truth).”

Actually they do know, my sincere sister/brother. But perhaps you apparently do not yet know, that they know. 🙂

I get advice from readers criticizing me for the occasional jibes I take at secular (non-religious, godless, agnostic, humanist, non-denominational/whatever) people and their “lifestyle choices” (such a “glossy name tag” for their actions, my my). Sorry for the labels, but you probably get the picture — just use whatever word you choose to refer to such people. And yes, we ALL use labels in our heads for other people, even for ourselves.

I am advised to abstain from the sin of mockery. I am reminded that it turns people off when they read my writing.


For starters, I do not write something to gain the approval of my readers. Writing, for me, is a way of putting out my thoughts. Secondly, I would also like to inform you that (i) I am a mere human being, just like those people who choose to reject religion or religious dogmas, are human beings. I also have flaws the way they do. Same flesh, blood & bones. Same human. Same weaknesses, trials, and desires. (ii) You can also choose to forgive me for, and overlook, my occasional slips in morality and virtue, the way you advise me to forgive and overlook the mocking taunts and jibes of those who repeatedly take a go at me for my religious beliefs. Same principle, remember? They err because they are human. So, too, I err because I am human. And (iii) Believe me, I dish out a LOT less ______ than what I receive. And yes, you do NOT know how much, and what kind of, ______ I receive. So please take your own advice.

Lesson learnt: As a representative of, and caller to, Islam, you can bring forth the most authentic signs and proofs of Allah’s religion and its truth to haters, but there will still always be those who mock these proofs and undermine/reject them.

Just pray for their guidance and move on.

Rely upon the One Who parted the sea for Prophet Musa [عليه السلام], and then drowned his oppressive persecutors in it!

The Last Laugh: the Believer’s Laugh of Victory

Before I mention the favorite laugh that I love coming across in Allah’s Book each time that I recite it, I first have a few thoughts about my past life experiences to share, in regards to it.

We are on the topic of people undermining, laughing at, or mocking the actions, beliefs, and habits of someone who, to them, appears to be trying to follow the religion of Islam.

Especially so when the latter is young, and they are (much) older in age. In lieu of that, there were several times, in the past 10 to 20 years of my life, that people derided me for the “lifestyle choices” (now where have I heard this phrase before?) that they saw me making. They also used to make certain very tall claims about those choices, warning me and at times asserting with much finality, that I was doing something very wrong, and that I would direly pay for my mistakes.

Now let us take a look at a few such instances:

(i) It was the year 2010. Don’t ask me how I know for sure that it was this year. I just know, because of certain events that happened in it. Anyhow, I was on Facebook (remember how I naively used Facebook to air my opinions in front of all and sundry?) ranting about how I did not like going to the tailor to get my clothes stitched (tailors are the norm for most Pakistani women), and how I also disliked going to buy unstitched cloth at local sales.

Well, several ladies commented under my update, most of them endorsing the alleged ‘absolute’ necessity of getting clothes tailored, and a couple of them asked me, somewhat tauntingly, how I intended to conduct the marriages of my children in future, if I hated going clothes shopping so much.

{Remember, marriages are ALL about clothes, aren’t they? 🙂 (*eye-roll*)}

Anyhow, fast forward to today. It has been a few years now that almost all the top labels of Pakistan have introduced topnotch, extremely stylish, and affordable pret-wear. Secondly, they all now have highly professional and smoothly running online stores, which allow a tech-savvy customer (usually NOT the aunties running to and from tailor’s shops) to order, pay for (yes, online payments!), and get delivered to their doorstep, all of their products, whether unstitched or stitched. In fact, so high is the demand for Pakistani pret clothing now, that almost all clothing brands are not only going digital, but have also opened up their branches in other countries. Before 2010, local pret was usually very low in variety, and quite expensive as compared to tailored clothes, so few locals could afford it.

Not so any more. For those who can fit into it, pret is the answer to their style dreams!

So, today, as I peruse the many websites of clothing brands whenever I need to buy new clothes (note: I used the word ‘need’, not ‘want’), picking the designs that I like, I want to ask those ladies who used to laugh at me for hating to go inside a tailor’s shop, or to walk around in crowded bazaar’s with narrow lanes, checking out thaans upon thaans (rolled up swathes) of cloth…. (you know who you are):

Are you laughing at me now?

Are you there?

Oh, no worries. Perhaps she is at her tailor’s shop, telling the sweaty “master sahib” how to design her latest outfit . 😉

(ii) It was the year 2009 when I purchased a digital camera. Smartphones were not the norm back then, you see. It was the era in which Nokia ruled. Remember those days?

Anyhow, I had started to eat out more often back then, and was toying with the idea of starting a food blog chronicling my experiences at the restaurants in Karachi.

You see, I was always fond of eating out. Always. I had just been unable to do so till then, because of constraints related to being too young, naíve, culturally rigid, and dependent. As I ate out more and more, I began to notice one thing: that the local foods available for sale “outside the home” in Karachi were grossly undervalued.

Most of the time, this food was clean, tasted really good, and was quite affordable, notwithstanding the criticism it received from well-meaning homely aunties (the ones who loved cooking 2-4 dishes per day, from scratch).

So I started a food blog, calling it “Karachi Eating Out”, and in the month of January 2010, I published my first post on it. I continued uploading posts regularly, knowing full well that people in the circles of my extended family and contacts were reading it. When the blog took off, several people (mostly females, *sigh*) started sending a certain degree of thinly-veiled, passive-aggressive criticism (what is referred to today as “hate”), my way.

I got lambasted for being a spendthrift. For wasting my husband’s money (because they presumed that it was his money being spent on eating out). For jeopardizing my children’s health. For promoting unhealthy “lifestyle choices” (where have I heard that phrase before?). One user in his comment went so far as to call me a “cow”! (Hahahahaha….oops, did I just laugh out loud again? Tsk! Tut-tut).

Anyhow, those were the days when the term “blogger” was relatively new and unknown to most people, let alone one that qualified as a career choice. The terms “foodie” and “food blogger” perhaps existed, but were definitely in their infancy (and the word “vlogger” perhaps did not exist at all!). So I continued to receive hate for eating out, and for loving to eat out.

Some readers even expressed surprise about how “a niqabi” could eat out so much.

I am suppressing another guffaw right now. 🙂

So anyway, fast forward to today, the year 2019. New local restaurants, cafes and eateries keep propping up every month like it’s nobody’s business (pun not intended), offering delicious food that is increasingly cheaper to purchase, and lip-smacking to consume.

I mean, who knew that foods such as carpaccio, tapas, lobster thermidor, and philly cheesesteaks would one day not just be available, but also popular in Karachi?

What’s more, now a plethora of self-proclaimed local and international foodies, food vloggers and bloggers are out there, on Instagram and other social media (especially YouTube). Many of them are now making a living out of visiting and reviewing restaurants, cafes, hotels, and even street food vendors (dhaba’s) around the world. Many of the local Pakistani ones are not just regularly reviewing eateries in Karachi, but elsewhere in Pakistan as well. The international vloggers unapologetically “travel for food” (some of you might know who I am referring to here, but the aunties would definitely not know who, for sure), and their visits to Pakistan made them delighted with the local food scene, to say the least.

So more and more foreign food-and-travel vloggers and bloggers are coming to Pakistan now, sometimes for extended stays at a time, traveling around in its various cities and even villages, raving about the local food and hospitality, and inspiring their hundreds of thousands of followers to follow suit.

Everyone, it seems, is raving about how delicious the food in Pakistan is!

Especially the food available outside the home.

So I want to ask the older aunties and other ladies (including the ones younger than me), who used to send hate my way a decade or so ago, for “wasting” my money on eating out.

Are you laughing at me now?

Where are you, aunty/sister?

Oh. It’s OK. She is probably in her kitchen, making paratha’s from scratch. 🙂

(iii) It was the year 2009 (again!). I had, rather hesitantly, decided to blog about the joint family system in the light of Islam. You see, I had been doing a bit of private research on it, to see whether the commands and rules of Islam tallied with what most elders in Pakistani society exhorted about the supposed countless benefits of this system. What came to light was, surprisingly, contrary to what they said. But I was very afraid to challenge this system. To defy the authority and the opinions of most of the elders in my extended family. I, however, decided to go ahead with it and publish my findings.

I got mixed responses. Those who supported me wanted to get out of this system themselves, but for purely personal motives: lack of privacy and autonomy in their own lives. Others were ardently opposed to my views, warning me that I was initiating the neglect of elderly parents (a highly unfair accusation, I must say), and consequently, that I would be left alone to fend for myself if I dared say anything against the joint family system.

Today, a decade or so in time and 14 books in publishing later, I thank Allah for giving me the courage back then to write about what was, and is, nothing but the pure truth.

The joint family, indeed, has no basis in Islam. It undermines the hijab of women, makes those in authority more powerful (even if they do not deserve to be), and inadvertently oppresses the rights of its weaker and younger members.

What is more, now, as Allah would have it, a very honorable local preacher, Maulana Tariq Jameel (may Allah protect him), who is immensely popular among the local Pakistani male populace (including the village-dwellers) has very vocally started expressing his own opinions about the joint family as well, and these happen to tally exactly with what I’d started to say a decade ago. I hope and pray that his sermons and talks inspire the younger Muslim men of today to acquire a separate portion of housing for their wives from the very start of their marriages. Listen to a sample of his advice below (it is in Urdu. Skip to 2:42 if you want to hear the relevant part):

Today, I see the joint family system gradually but definitely crumbling and disintegrating right before my eyes, as relocation, globalization, travel, and emigration to foreign countries give this rigid and archaic system a final blow. It is not dead yet, but it will not last for too many more decades; take that much from me.

That is, if you are still willing to take me seriously.

Let me make one thing clear, though: I am NOT feeding my ego here. This is not about winning or losing, or who was right and who was wrong.

It is all about the religion, commands, and laws of Allah, as I said before in this post.

Anyone who treads the path of Allah’s religion with sincerity, faces many obstacles and opposition at first. But if they are patient, persistent, and sincere in their quest to submit to Allah, it is HIS promise, that HE will help that person.

And that is exactly what my benevolent Lord did with me! He helped me, protected me, and provided for me when almost everyone had closed their doors upon me.

To those who chose to vehemently oppose me back then, accusing me of being a dissident of the “cozy”, allegedly close-knit, extended family setup, warning me that I would not be able to thrive alone, and who are, consequently, still stuck inside a stifling joint family setup to this day (only, their children are now teenagers, still sleeping in ad hoc arrangements), I ask you:

Are you laughing at me now?

And where are your warnings and forebodings to me today, about not being able to thrive alone? Without the support of an extended family/network for when the bad days come?

Well, guess what? The bad days did come. And I grasped the strong hand-hold of Allah during them. And they passed. Look at me; I am still alive after the storm.

In fact, I am thriving, alhamdulillah. All thanks to Allah!

But I am definitely not laughing at you.

Instead, I feel sad for you.

This was not a tirade

This “blast into the past” was not meant to be a tirade based on pent up anger and frustration. Although it does feel good to get so much off my chest!

Many so-called well-wishers always give me sugar-coated but misleading advice about never looking back at my past, forgetting everything that happened, and moving on. They think closure can be achieved by never looking back at the events that shaped your life up till now, including the misguidance of other people and how it affected not just their lives, but your own, because you were unfortunate enough to not just know them, but also trust them.

They equate any kind of pondering upon past events, as having a heart that is stained or maligned (referring to it in Urdu as: “dil main rakhna, dil saaf na hona”).

Well, for them, I too have a piece of advice. Kindly ponder upon the Qurán and its meanings, and ask Allah to grant you an eye of the heart that understands and sees things as they are. This “eye” lets you understand and relate the past events in your life with your own actions, as well as those of others (whether good or bad), and to be able to identify and recognize the workings and subtle nuances of Allah’s decree/help in your life, as a result of those actions.

A Muslim who has an eye for wisdom learns well from their mistakes. And in order to learn from their mistakes, as well as the mistakes of others, they do not turn a blind eye to what happened in the past, nor to the actions of others.

As our Prophet Muhammad advised us, “A believer does not get stung by the same hole twice.” [Sahih Muslim, and others]

So if I got pricked deeply by a nasty, thorny cactus, stop telling me not to avoid the cactus permanently, and to just “forget” whatever happened to me as a result of its nasty prick. Stop lying to me that I imagined the whole thing; that the cactus had no thorns in the first place. Not avoiding that cactus would be a direct violation of the advice given to me by my Prophet, who warned all Muslims not to get stung by the same hole twice.

And if you are so insistent on making me pass by that thorny cactus again, either be brave enough to cut off the thorns of the cactus yourself first, or to remove it completely from my path; perhaps then I will stop avoiding its route.

But until you are brave enough to do that, stop calling me paranoid, or claiming that I have a heart that is maligned. Focus on yourself instead. Or go give the cactus a big fat bear hug, and see what happens to you. 🙂 Since your heart is so pure, I’m sure you will be able to tolerate the deep pricks. 😛

The one who bumps into an obstacle once, and gets hurt, is just misinformed, inexperienced, or unaware of it.

The one who bumps into it again is either forgetful, temporarily blinded, or too ill to be careful.

The one who bumps into it a third time is…


If you want to grow, to improve yourself as a Muslim and as an individual, and to leave behind a legacy that will benefit you even after your death, then I would suggest that you, too, keep looking back into your past.

Look back ten years in your past, the way I have (cue my above rant) and honestly judge yourself: have you grown? Have you become more productive? More wise and knowledgeable? More beneficial to mankind?

And do not just measure your growth using the yardstick of acquisitions or material blessings (although they are indicators of success to a certain extent, in their own way), but rather, look at what you produce for the benefit of others, and look at its scale, as compared to where you were ten years ago.

And be brutally honest, to the point of being harsh, with yourself.

This action will let you learn from your mistakes, and hopefully grant you the ability to avoid toxic people who do not let you blossom, grow, and flower into something more beautiful and worthy than being just the average, everyday person. Be brave enough to call a mistake a mistake, and to avoid it in the future. Be tough enough to give up something mediocre, in order to acquire something spectacular.

Be courageous enough to speak the truth, no matter who it rubs the wrong way. And, lastly, do not let others’ baseless warnings and forebodings keep you from flying to new heights!

Conclusion: Victory is for the Believer

Coming back (finally!) to the verse of the Qur’an about the triumphant “last laugh” of the believer. This laugh will happen in the Hereafter:

فَالْيَوْمَ الَّذِينَ آمَنُواْ مِنَ الْكُفَّارِ يَضْحَكُونَ

But on this Day, the Believers will laugh at the non-believers.” [83:34]

The believers will finally get to return the favor dished out to them in the life of this world: they will laugh at the disbelievers. After years of being patient and quiet in the face of being ridiculed, mocked, looked down upon, laughed at for following the religion of Allah, and apparently losing out on the benefits of the life of the world … this, in essence, will be their moment of victory; of ultimate triumph.

May we be among those whom Allah saves from eternal destruction in the Hereafter. Aameen.

These believers will definitely have “the last laugh”, won’t they?

And before you go tut-tuting me about not wanting to laugh at the disbelievers, and instead, being sad for their fate, well, thank you very much, but I would like to have whatever reward my Lord decrees for the believers whom He is pleased with.

So if Allah wants the believers who attain salvation to laugh at the disbelievers on the Day of Judgment, then I want to be one of them!

Because, as Allah says it so well:

هَلْ ثُوِّبَ الْكُفَّارُ مَا كَانُوا يَفْعَلُونَ

Have the disbelievers [not] been rewarded [this Day], for what they used to do?” [83:36]


Dictionary meaning of “The Last Laugh”


  1. Assalamalaikum Sadaf! Amazing read once again, I am halfway through the article, kinda hard to finish reading anything at work. But, just wanted to say yayyyy to a new blog post. And secondly, you are the ORIGINAL Pakistani version of Mark Wiens. Lastly, have you posted any eating out in Karachi articles. I would literally love coming to your blog to read about your restaraunt reviews. As someone who is a native of Pakistan, I have never been back to Pakistan since I came here. So I definitely look forward to your restaraunt articles as a way of creating an itinerary for when I do come to Pakistan. I live vicariously through them and have learned so much about Pakistan and local culture. Please dont stop writing and please dont stop the restaraunt posts.

  2. AOA.dear Sadaf i am deeply and sincerely thankful to Allah for comig across your blog and reading such informative and encouraging articles. i want to request u to plz write about how you manage to squeeze in sooooo much of work with your homeschooling and home chores. also some advice on how to n when to start islamically educating our children.JazakAllah:)

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