#rahman

It’s strange how distance between people often begins quietly. A little ego here, a little pride there, and eventually even family starts feeling unfamiliar.

Tarique Rahman’s return to Bangladesh after 17 years in exile is essentially a stress test for a country struggling to rediscover the meaning of democratic choice. When he stepped onto Bangladeshi soil on December 25, removing his shoes and touching the ground, the gesture was rich with symbolism but the moment carried consequences far beyond ceremony. Bangladesh today stands at a political…

Three letters—Ra, Ha, Mim.

From this small constellation of sounds unfold the great words ‘Rahma’, ‘Rahman’, ‘Rahim’—

Mercy, the Merciful, the Most Merciful.

We live suspended in His compassion, held gently in His decree, as helpless and as cherished as a child within its mother’s womb, breathing not by its own breath but entirely by the One who sustains it.

Without Him, we would slip into nothingness—unmade, unseen, undone.

Yet His love never loosens its hold.

From these letters rises a single word, a sacred echo: ‘rahem’, ‘womb’ -

After 3 days of going back and forth to the hospital, I need a break

Rahmân ve Rahîm olan Allah'ın adıyla

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