Sekinat Amazing Stories

Mrs. Shola: babe! this girl is not responding oh. Mr. Suraj: (running and panting heavily) what did you say? (he entered the room) what did you do to her? Mrs. Shola: what kind of stupid question is that? Have you forgotten we locked her in this room, Mustakeemah! (still tapping her) honestly she is not responding oh. Mr. Suraj: nothing must happen to her oh, Mustakeemah!! (he tried to lift her up) go get a bowl of water so I can sprinkle it on her face, hurry up please. Mrs. Shola: ok am coming (she rushed out) Mr. Suraj: (quickly covered his nose) this place stinks! Babe hurry up please! Mrs. Shola: am coming (she rushed into the room) here it is… (she sprinkled it on her face several times before she finally responded) thank God she is alive. Mustakeemah: (weak and shivering as she coughed bitterly) Mrs. Shola: let’s carry her out of this room first, I don’t think she can get up. 20 minutes later Mustakeemah’s pov: unfortunately I came back to life again, back to the hell. I looked ...

Mrs. Shola: ok now you are deaf! Look babe lets go in to celebrate better. Mustakeemah: (she screams in pain) noooooo!!!!! This can’t be! My father can’t be dead please tell me this is a joke please, he is the only one left for me please! Mrs. Shola: am the one wasting my time telling you this, babe lets go jor. Mustakeemah: (she speaks out of rage as she cries bitterly) what did I ever do to you people to deserve all this? What is my offence in this life? To the extent my father passed away for the past two years and I wasn’t informed to mourn him and none of you showed a sign of grief… Mrs. Shola: well for your information you are reaping what your parents sow! Just take it like that… I could remember when I once lived with your parents especially your mother, she talked to me rudely and harassed me in front of the family, she accused me of what I knew nothing about several times… I was like her maid back then, and the worst part is I was related to your father but as foolish as his ...

  Wearing hijab is not just about fabric — it’s about faith, identity, and strength. But let’s be honest: in a world where beauty is often defined by what’s shown, wearing hijab can feel like a battle. Especially as a Muslim teen, it can be scary to stand out or be misunderstood. This article is here to remind you that you are not alone, and more importantly — you are not weak. You are strong, smart, and beautiful in your choice to obey Allah. Let’s walk through how to build real confidence while wearing hijab, no matter what the world says. 1. Remember Why You Chose It Confidence comes from intention. Hijab isn’t just a culture, trend, or uniform — it’s obedience to Allah. “And tell the believing women to lower their gaze and guard their private parts and not expose their adornment…” — Qur’an 24:31 Remind yourself: I wear this for Allah, not for trends or people. I’m not hiding my beauty — I’m honoring it. The moment you reconnect with the purpose, you’ll feel empowered, not embar...

  When people ask, “Why do you write stories?” I pause. It’s not a simple question. My stories are more than words on a screen or pages in a notebook. They are windows into lives often overlooked , voices that don’t get much space, and hearts silently seeking Allah in a noisy world. So, why do I write stories for Muslim teens ? Because I see them. I was them. And I believe fiction can light a path back to faith. 1. Because Muslim Teens Are Often Invisible in Mainstream Media Open most fiction books or shows targeted at teenagers, and you’ll notice something quickly: Muslim characters are either not there, barely there, or portrayed with stereotypes that make you cringe. Where are the stories of the hijabi girl struggling with peer pressure? Where is the boy trying to balance prayer with academics? Where is the teen who sins, regrets, and returns to Allah? I write because I want Muslim teens to see themselves —fully, proudly, and beautifully—in fiction. Not as the villain. Not as th...

  ACTS THIRTY ONE MONTH AFTER At M&S COMPANY Hazeemah: ( on a phone call) I can't wait to see you too.. i cant believe we have just a month left and there is still a lot to plan... Yeahhh... I will share the invitation card to them today.. alright dear.. walaykum Salam ( smile and end the call. Pick a file and head to her boss office) can I come in ma'am?. Mrs. Shola: yes come in dear... So as I was saying sir, if we overlook these things then it might not go well as planned. Hazeemah: ( drop the file) weldone ma'am. Mrs. Shola: thank you my dear, uhmmm.. here take this A3, I need 5 photocopies. Hazeemah: got it ma. Mr Charles: hey! Isn't that old lady that I told you challenged me few minutes ago? Hazeemah: ( recognized him) we meet again sir.. how have you been? Mr. Chalse: can't you just wearing this garment and look more presentable? Mrs. Shola: ( Hazeemah tries to reply him but she stop her) I gat this.. she cover her head not her brain sir.. if not for...