autumn walk

I walk on streets alone
single solitary man
the few cars pass me by
oh beautiful nice land

the autumn air that bites
the road all strewn with leaves
with dimming cold sunlight
my pulse it beats and heaves

the thoughts they flood my mind
I am companion best
my mind that scolds my heart
seeking soul to rest

the walk I do so short
and path of growth so long
believe Im on my way
to right my many wrongs

Recovery

They spend with me long hours
for fixing broken hand
reassuring smile
returning to this land

who smile at me with hugs
give positive words
lifting injured soul
new positivity learned

who mend old scars with love
extoll me to be strong
the road recovery
now seems not so long

the family of streng
with discipline and prayers
ive had enough of tears
no need for pain to bear

ive climbed out of this hole
with eyes to the sun
whats use to live with past old hurt
my grieving days are done

Gratefulness

Yesterday was Friday.
As usual, I headed to prayers.

I took my cane, dressed nicely, and made the 10 km trek by car.

I smiled and conveyed Salams all the Muslim brothers, most of whom I don`t recognize yet. They returned the same in kind to the newest stranger.

After praying sunnah, my legs were rather frozen, so the two worshipers on either side of me helped me to my feet, shaky and unstable

The sermon spoke about gratefulness, first in urdu, then English,.

We must show gratefulness to God for everything, whether ease or difficulty. This was very relevant to my current state.

Grateful for health, life, providence, faith, and even gratefulness in trials, in fact in everything.

All praise belongs to Allah, who guides us through life`s mysteries.

CANADA

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the weather is colder now average 10 degrees
its fall OR autumn
leaves are falling off trees. colors are red and brown
I try to walk often, with my cane to get some air and clear my head

My mom is doing 3 hrs of physiotherapy on my broken hand everyday, which is tortuously painful, but my hand works better now.
The support of the family is comforting and needed, esp in this time of loneliness

There's a mosque being built 2km from the house here,and
altogether more than a hundred places to pray in Toronto
I see many wearing hijab
I do friday prayers in a mosque 10 km from the house
khutba is in Urdu , English and Arabic
Majority of the mosque crowd is pakistani but many arabs and other races are apparent too



No snow yet, but its coming, and
halal restaurants are common

Theres green everywhere. lots of coniferous trees like huge chrismas trees in every yard

Theres a big lake near the house. in
January it will freeze and people will skate on it


Subuh is 5 am and sunrise 7, Isha at 9pm but days are getting shorter with approach of winter

My parents andIi went to a nearby farm to pick fruits and vegetables. They give you a huge bucket = 1 bushel and you fill it on your own and pay for it. There are strawberries, peppers, cucumbers, corn on the cob, and many others.
When my government health insurance clears(because i was away so long, i have to wait)
I will go for extensive tests to determine the reason for my numbness, and the extent of the MS

Feel damn lonely without my family, (kids) and friends
but my prayers keep me patient and sane. Teary too




Once my arm is functional, ill get a job as a teacher, and god willing enroll in further studies
I love the cool weather
but miss singapore food and hot sun

Toronto is a huge city, population 3 million,
It takes maybe 2 hrs by car going 100km/hr to cross it

Haven't made many friends yet, but all the mosque brothers smile at me
My sister lives at home here with mom, dad, her husband and 2 daughters

My prayers are constant and in sha Allah remain so forever

I convey my salams to all; dearly beloved


salam alaikm to all

Adam
Rami