Pontificating.

A'salaamu 'aleikom Gentle Reader.

 I have not been around much, as of late. So much going on at the moment that I am asking myself too many questions, and not finding the answeres I desire.

But, is that not always what happens? Are not our desires naught but mere whispers in the wind, gone, like smoke, until there is nothing but emptiness all around.



Each night, as I sit alone in the semi-darkness. I ask myself "Quo vadis", my only answer, like a distant voice in my mind, "I know not where".

I am likened unto a lone Fig tree, lost in the vast desert, my roots withered, seeking down for just a drop of moisture to sustain life, yet finding nothing but more empty sand.

I have become a stranger in this land, shunned by all, faceless, without direction.



Soon I return to Academia, maybe there, among my students, I shall find a direction.



"He who seeks to discover the truth, then surely he will conquer fear."

Yet, as a Muslim, I have become an object of fear, even to my children. Although I am now alone, I am not truly alone, because Allah, subhana wa ta'ala, sits beside me.

In the meantime, I think I will take a break from all this.



W'salaam