The Stranger
A few months before I was born, my dad met a stranger who was new to our small town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer, and soon invited him to live with our family. Though his outward appearance was not attractive, the stranger was quickly accepted and was around to welcome me into the world a few months later.
As I grew up I never questioned his place in our family. In my young mind, each member had a special place. My brother, Yusuf, a few years my senior, was my example. Sa'diyah, my younger sister, gave me an opportunity to play 'big brother' and develop the art of teasing. My parents were complementary instructors - Mum taught me to love Allah Ta'ala and Dad taught me how to obey Him.

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