Contest Entry by Seema Akhtar: ‘Prisoners’

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Contestant Name: Seema Akhtar

Topic: Prisoners

Facing the Kaa’bah, sitting on the prayer mat, I raised my hands and tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt small arms encircle my neck from the back. He rested his head on my shoulder and asked,

“Mama! Why do you always cry when you sit here?” my 7 year old asked.

I heaved a sigh and mumbled, “Because I really want Allah to set me free.”

“Free from what Mama? Are you locked up somewhere? Are you a prisoner?” He questioned.

I hesitantly answered, “We are all prisoners of our past.”

“What does that mean?” He asked innocently.

“It complicated Beta! You are too little to understand!”

“Mama! Remember I was the Reading Champion of my class! Nothing is complicated for me! Please tell me!” He insisted.

I sighed, “It means that you can’t move past the mistakes you have made. It means that you can’t make peace with painful experiences. You are stuck in the past.”

He looked at me with wide eyes, “That does not sound like a good place. You need to get out. How can we get you out?”

“I don’t know Beta,” I admitted.

He came and sat on my lap, placed his hands over mine and raised them both in Dua, “Dear Allah, my Mama is stuck in a horrible place! Can you please help her find the key? “

I kissed his head and smiled, “ He will InshAllah! We just need to have a little bit of Faith.”

Total words: 247

This is a short story entry by PLB member Seema Akhtar.

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  1. Ma sha Allah well written, thought provoking. May Allah bless you and give you more strength to write such stories.

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