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As I sit in the quiet of my bedroom, I am surrounded by the soft glow of candles and the gentle hum of Arabic music playing softly in the background. The desert outside my window is a constant reminder of where I come from – the endless dunes stretching out to meet the mountains that pierce the sky like shards of glass.
I often find myself lost in thought, reminiscing about the days spent playing with my sisters under the blistering sun and the nights wrapped snugly in our grandmother's loving arms. My parents were once nomads, traveling from place to place, sharing stories and wisdom passed down through generations. Their love for their culture is something I admire deeply.
The soft rustle of fabric catches my attention as I adjust my hijab, a reminder that even the smallest actions can be imbued with meaning. It's a simple yet significant aspect of our daily lives – a symbol of modesty and faith. For me, it represents the beauty in the simplest things, like the intricate patterns on this scarf or the way the moonlight casts shadows across the walls.
