When I look to my left, thereās no one. To my right, silence greets me again. The words "you're Jamaah, even if you're all alone" bang in my ears, echoing through my mind. My chest pounds loudly as I hear their voices lingering in my head. How long will I deceive myself, pretending I know the truth but failing to practice it?
Now is the time for action. Now is the time to face the pain, to suffer in submission. I remember the promises I made long before arriving here, bound by my word. This journey isnāt easy, but Iāve chosen it. This path is hard, but I submit to it, for I chose to be a lion, not a sheep. I choose to roar, āI chose this myself.ā
I proclaim, āHe, the One above His Throne, guided me.ā My heart is heavy yet determined, my spirit afire. In this solitude, I find my strength. In this struggle, I find my submission.
