Hope you all had a wonderful Eid day and hope the fun continues all weekend! We had a great time -- a variety of life's experiences wrapped up in a day.

with Dr. Azizah al-HibriI met Dr. Azizah al-Hibri on the first day of my Law and Leadership Summer Program with Karamah, the organization she founded 20 years

I have no idea how to preface this one ... except with tears. Thank you Khala. Love you.

Uzma IqbalUzma is an oncologist and lives in Houston. That's about all I know about her. She messaged me yesterday on the "30 days" facebook page to ask if she could contribute a dua

Nazish KhaliqI met Nazish just a few months ago (thanks MaDiha!), but she has been a loyal reader of the blog since the beginning. It almost seems like she's waiting for each post

Guest blogger: my dear friend MaDihaMaDiha is another friend who came into my life through my writing (thank you Gayle!). It's a friendship that didn't take years to blossom

One of the most rewarding parts of keeping this blog has been hearing from people in different parts of the world who have come across the blog.

Salma is mad at me. She’s been asking me for a dua for two weeks and I haven’t given her one. It’s not because I haven’t wanted to or don’t feel the importance of contributing.

I must have typed ‘dua’ a hundred times this month writing this blog. Each time, the autocorrect would change it to ‘due’. Messages come in unusual ways.

It’s hard to watch your parents grow old. Really hard. I wish I could take away their aches, their pains, their worries, their fears. But I can’t.

Guest blogger: My dearest aunt Dr. Khala (Dr. Khaleda Zaman)Dr. Khala is my mom's youngest sister. She is also my confidante, my comfort, my friend.

Three years ago, I got a Facebook message from someone I didn’t know, but who had read a piece I had written in MORE magazine about a day in the life of our

Guest Blogger: My dear cousin Yasmeen"Have you ever gone to a place and felt enveloped by peace and serenity -- perhaps a mosque, church, synagogue,

Three years ago, my father and I traveled to Calcutta to visit my Phoppi and family after too many years. My father's stories that I've grown up with -- where he was bor

Not all duas are worldly, nor deeply personal; some are just mundane, but necessary. Like this one.Dear God, please make me more efficient; please help

Guest blogger: Neelo Shah-DurraniIt’s wonderful to hear from a friend who you haven’t heard from in a while and learn that they’re enjoying your blog

As the world gushes over the royal baby, our family has been blessed with a princess all our own. Sweet Leila. The adorable baby daughter of my cousin Shireen

My dear friend ShazmaI could call Shazma a dear friend, but she's definitely more like a sister. We met over a decade ago in Houston, to discuss a mother-daughte

My brother is a coach in every sense of the word. A mentor; a supporter; a guide; a listener. He's been filling that role for me all my life, and is still my go-to for balance and perspective

If you want to know what consumes my every dua, from the moment I wake up to the minute I fall asleep, what keeps me on my janamaaz and brings me to tears