Ok, so now I am back home from haj. Had many visitors all looking upto me like I underwent an overnight transformation to sainthood, requests for duas and everything.

As far as I am concerned the battle has only begun, the battle cries are louder than ever, the task is still very daunting and the age old enemy has launched a renewed attack. Yes, the old enemy shaitaan. He never stops, he keeps on going, he does not care if you are young, old, rich, poor, man, women, pretty, ugly, or even a hajji. As long as you live you are fair game.

This is not a task for the faint hearted, yet every believer has got to undertake it. The path of siratul mustakeem, it is laden with difficulties and hardship. The pleasure of the world right before your eyes compared to the promise of aakhirah you have never seen. The odds are against you, the enemy is cunning, the path is treacherous and people succumb everywhere you look.

What does this mean for every believer, hajji or not, THE BATTLE CONTINUES...