At 4:15 am, I wake up and get ready for the Fajr prayer. I feel a strong craving for my wife's black tea and a slice of toast with a perfectly cooked half-boiled egg.
"My love, for you, my heart does yearn,
A woman of such grace,
it's for you I turn.
In the vast symphony of life, you are my sweetest measure,
A bond of unconditional love, I endlessly treasure."
19-11-2023