Broken

There’s something about funerals. How funereal and sombre they are, the end of a life (not) lived, the beginning of the reality of one’s life, and for the loved ones whose times they still await, it’s a period of perpetual disillusionment before they find there sanity again.

Death.

Cruel blessing, I like to believe.

Her head, draped neatly in an African embroidered scarf, embellished with beads of patriotism; droops lazily as we peered over the horizon of the Kenyan skies at the rooftop.

This world, Latifa, it’s so broken.

But I know too well.

Only I wish I didn’t understand, that I wouldn’t have to travel to galaxies and universes it has finally dawned I will never even reach. Then we could beguile ourselves with utter pleasantries, small talk and the filtered selfies.

Happiness?

Blissful ignorance .

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Founder of Muslimah Bloggers and Blogger at Muslim Mummy, Fozia has studied Law and worked for 9 years at Citizens Advice Bureau. After being made redundant during her second pregnancy, she became a stay at home mum and started blogging as a hobby.

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