For the first time in my life I cried so much every single day and night I was there. At one point, I thought to myself: "where did all these tears come from?" as I couldn't stop it from falling down my cheeks. They were tears of repentance and of contentment mixed up at times. Now I understand when people talk about spiritual or emotional healing as I felt that was what was happening. My soul was being healed.
|Me outside Masjid Nabawi. So small. So insignificant.|
I've searched for the light before but I did not search
It was there all along.
Picture taken at Masjid Nabawi.
|Masjid Nabawi - Miss the ambience and the aura.|
|The lady on the wheelchair.|
Outside Masjid Nabawi
| Got to know this sisters in my umrah group |
in search and seeking God's blessings.
Heliza Helmi, Diana Amir, Ruzana Ibrahim and Irma Hasmie.
May God protect us all in our process to be nearer to Him.
|My other roommate other than my Ruzana Ibrahim, |
|With newly found sisters also in the process of |
trying to become nearer to God Almighty,
Yatt Hamzah, Heliza Helmi, Irma Hasmie and Diana Amir.
|God is Great. Allahuakbar.|
It's true, no picture could ever do justice to it.
Extremely thankful to be alive and to be able to experience and witness it.
|Masjidil Haram exterior at the back and |
King Abdul Aziz Gate No.1 which was one of more than 90 gates.
With Heliza Helmi, Diana Amir, Ruzana Ibrahim and Irma Hasmie
|Outside King Abdul Aziz Gate, Masjidil Haram with beautiful souls.|
Heliza Helmi, Diana Amir, Ruzana Ibrahim and Irma Hasmie