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Still, I Keep Going

By Bidita Rahman

Some nights
sleep stands outside my door
and refuses to come in.

The clock keeps moving,
but I remain awake—
counting unfinished thoughts,
replaying conversations,
carrying tomorrow
before tomorrow even arrives.

My mind becomes a crowded room.

What if I fail?
What if I am too late?
What if everything I have worked for
slips quietly from my hands?

Anxiety knows how to speak loudly
when the world becomes silent.

It turns small worries into storms,
uncertainty into mountains,
and every unanswered question
into another reason to stay awake.

Yet morning always finds me.

Sometimes exhausted.
Sometimes uncertain.
Sometimes carrying a heart
heavier than anyone can see.

But still—
I get up.

I gather the scattered pieces
of courage left from the night,
put my feet back on the ground,
and face another day.

I have learned
that strength does not always roar.

Sometimes strength is simply
washing your face after a sleepless night,
showing up with tired eyes,
and whispering,

Keep going.

Challenges have stood before me
like locked doors.

Some opened.
Some did not.

Some forced me
to find another road.

And perhaps that is what becoming is—

not living without fear,
not escaping every storm,
not winning every battle,

but learning to walk
while your hands are trembling.

I still have questions.
I still have difficult nights.
I still meet versions of myself
that are afraid of what comes next.

But fear no longer decides
where my story ends.

I may walk slowly.
I may stop to gather strength.
I may carry scars
from roads no one knows I traveled.

But I am still moving.

And tonight,
if sleep forgets my name again,
I will remind myself:

I have survived nights
I once thought would break me.

I have crossed storms
I could not see beyond.

And even when
I cannot see the whole road ahead,

I can still take
one more step.

The night may keep me awake,
anxiety may shake my heart,
and life may test every part of me—
but I am still here.
Still becoming.
Still moving.
Still going.

— Bidita Rahman

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THE ART OF RISING

THE ART OF RISING

My solitude, my battles, my hidden strength, my hard-won success

Bidita Rahman

I have wandered unseen roads,
Carried invisible burdens on my shoulders.
Smiled through tempests, swallowed my worries whole,
And waged silent wars deep inside.

There were nights when my thoughts thundered louder
Than the restless world beyond my door.
When I questioned the very shape of my existence,
And wondered what cause kept me fighting.

I’ve felt the heavy weight of solitude,
Of holding dreams too vast for my surroundings.
Of giving my all in silence, without applause,
Of building hope atop uncertain ground.

Yet solitude revealed something beautiful to me:
Not every empty room echoes with loss.
Sometimes, when the world hushes to silence,
You can finally hear the voice that lives within your soul.

I’ve stumbled, yes,
I’ve failed, yes,
I’ve watched golden chances slip through my fingers.
I’ve faced disappointments that almost convinced me
That tomorrow would mirror the shadows of yesterday.

But my darkest chapter does not define me,
Nor am I measured by the times I fell.
I am the courage that carried me forward,
The silent strength no one could see.

I have shaped my pain into purpose,
My struggles into stepping stones beneath my feet,
My disappointments into fierce determination,
And my loneliness into a strength that is wholly mine.

I no longer run after applause.
I no longer plead to be understood.
I am learning to trust the winding path of my journey,
Even when the road twists away from what I imagined.

Let them misjudge the power in my silence.
Let them misread the rhythm of my pace.
I am not racing against anyone else;
I am determined to arrive at my own place.

One day, these sleepless nights will reveal their meaning.
These sacrifices will become the story I tell.
The doors that closed will stand as reminders
That rejection was only a bend in my journey.

And when success finally discovers me,
I will remember the person I once was,
The one who held nothing but a dream,
A wounded heart and the courage to believe.

I will celebrate, not for an easy life,
But because I never surrendered.
Because even as the fire circled me,
I found a reason to rise from the glowing embers.

I am still in the making.
Still fighting on.
Still learning,
Still growing into myself.

My solitude is not a weakness.
My challenges do not define my identity.
My failures are not where I am headed.
And my success will never be an accident.

I was forged in silence,
Strengthened by every struggle,
Driven by a purpose that burns,
And destined always to rise.

My journey is far from over.
My greatest chapter waits to be written.

— And this time, I am writing it myself.

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Depleting Mindset

When I observed the animals closely, they were preoccupied with their nature, and they needed to do their things perfectly. When nature observes you and is disturbed by you, it will not complain. Humans are the only species that do not work as required. Each and all of us prefer to work by manipulation, which means that humans have the power to open and accept whether it is right or wrong. The Quran verse 90:10 وَهَدَيْنَـٰهُ ٱلنَّجْدَيْنِ ( And shown them the two ways, right or wrong). Therefore, the choice we make is entirely our own, and the outcome is supposed to be based on our decisions. When external manipulation comes to mind, which is more potent than anything in this world, the mind begins to deplete when the balance falls apart. As humans, we have the power to balance between right and wrong, so we all have a natural human tendency in this regard. When greed, anger, envy, jealousy, and falsehood come to the mind from the outside data, it is depleted, and we break the faith. Question: How do we protect the faith? Through gratitude and forgiveness. It is challenging for some, but the outcome is phenomenal.

اتقوا الله “fear God” or “be God-conscious.”

Bidita Rahman

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Why is Ramadan so Special, especially the last 10 days?

Ramadan is always special for humans. Because Allah revealed a message (Quran) this month, another reason is that the Devils and the leaders of the Unseen creature (Jinn) are chained up. Also, all heaven doors are open for a blessing from Allah; hell doors are closed for this month. So that human can perform their good deeds well. However, why do some humans commit sins or do more bad deeds? Because human has inside the good (soul blowing from Allah) and bad (Nafs) ingredients. The Nafs have continuously done repentant things for years, which can trigger this month without whispering from Devils (Ash- Shayaatin). So, the habit of Nafs’s whole-year projects can be repeated during Ramadan. You can also say that humans have inside monsters; it depends on how much you feed your monster or your inner authentic self. If you feed your monster bigger than you, it might eat you inside, and then you will feel completely lost. So fasting can help to chain up Nafs to control. However, when you ask forgiveness from Allah, you come back and start feeding your real you; you are entirely in the guide of Allah.


Your performance must feed more good deeds for you, your family, society, community, and this world. For more preying, sadaqah, and less destruction, protect your faith. Because after Ramadan, the devils come back with more potent than ever to whisper your inner monsters. Make sure you win your inner battle. Because we will never know when Laylat al-Qadr occurs during the last 10 nights, Muslims are encouraged to take benefit of each night during the final one-third of Ramadan. The last 10 nights are overflowing with Allah’s mercy and forgiveness.
Everyday Ramadan rituals, such as fasting, reading the Quran, and taraweeh (special Ramadan night prayers) remain. Muslims will concentrate on repentance and spend entire nights worshipping instead of sleeping. During these last 10 nights, Muslims also perform i’tikaf, which is spending days and nights in a mosque to perform devout worship. 
Charity, called sadaqah or voluntary generosity, is heavily encouraged during the last 10 nights. It can take many forms, such as feeding an individual a meal, donating to charity, performing a good deed, or doing an act of kindness.


Listen, world, physical, or mental health depends entirely on spiritual health. Allah describes,يَـٰٓأَيُّهَا ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُوا۟ كُتِبَ عَلَيْكُمُ ٱلصِّيَامُ كَمَا كُتِبَ عَلَى ٱلَّذِينَ مِن قَبْلِكُمْ لَعَلَّكُمْ تَتَّقُونَ O believers! Fasting is prescribed for you—as it was for those before you1—so perhaps you will become mindful ˹of Allah˺2:183. That means fasting is the prescription of the spiritual disease, which will cover the overall health of our lives. You are Allah’s best creation, which means you have extreme power over devils. The devil can only whisper to you, but he has no power to overpower you until you allow him to. So protect yourself.

May Allah bless all the humans in this earth!
Allahuma Amin!

Bidita Rahman