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Mujeeb Jaihoon

To Be Heard: The Ultimate Prize

The real blessing is the privilege of being able to address the Divine in the first place, and knowing He listens.

O my fellow seekers!
In whose hearts burst
His mercy-clouds

Who cry in despair:
Why are our calls
Lost in the air?

Though His reply hangs in an ‘if’,
You shall not bow to grief.

That you qualify to call
And He listens to your call
That is the very prize—
Meant to take you by surprise.

Wed, Jul 29, 2026 | Safar 14, 1448

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