Little Khadija has lost the loving shadow of her father. Since his passing, a deep void has remained in her life, reflected in her innocent eyes every day. When she is asked why she seems so sad, she quietly replies:
Tears of Muqaddas and Maryam
The tears of Muqaddas and Maryam fall upon our hearts. Is it poverty or the fear of a stepfather? A violation of values or a lack of awareness? We must reflect.