Hands spread out
In front of her visage
She calls out the Lord;
The Most Merciful of all.
She hears the cry
Escape her lips
As the tears stream down
Bit by bit.
Shoulders slumped
Face soaked
With salty pearls,
A realization
Suddenly unearths.
The lips curve into a smile
For she remembers
Surah Najm
“And it is He who makes you laugh,
And He who makes you cry.
And that He will give death, and
He who gives life.”
Consoled and calm
She forgets her strife.
With renewed vigor
Her eyes sparkle and shine.
For the believer,
Everything is a sign.

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui


“Figs and You”

Our conversation

One Friday evening with you, my dear friend…

Evokes the image

Of the holy fruit “Tiin”,

Sworn by the Lord

In a surah of the Quran.

A fruit,

with a natural sweetness

And numerous benefits

For its consumers

Irrespective of their belief;

It caters a wholesome goodness

Unlike the artificial flavours

Abounding on the glittery shelves…

The “fig” and your sincerity,

My dear friend,

In its wondrous plainness

Are oblivious to the saccharine syrup

Of fair-weather friends.


Dr Hafsa Siddiqui


Dedicated to Hiba Khan. Love you ,dear sister, for being just yourself! 🙂