The Diary Game // 3rd January 2026 // The story of a beautiful day
ٱلسَّلَامُ عَلَيْكُمْ وَرَحْمَةُ ٱللَّٰهِ وَبَرَكَاتُهُ
Dear friends, I hope everyone is doing well. Alhamdulillah, by Allah's countless mercy, I am also very well. Today I will share with you about that day when I spent some beautiful moments. I woke up in the morning and performed the Fajr prayer. After finishing the prayer, I attended class for a while until eight in the morning.
After a while, once the class was over, our brothers said that today we will play, so let's all go to the field. Therefore, after finishing our breakfast at eight in the morning, we all went out to play games. After reaching the field, we divided into two sides and then started.
We started playing sports at 9 in the morning and finished by 11:00 AM, which means we played for two hours. There were only 10 to 12 of us, and on each team, there were six players. We played two matches, and out of those two, each side won one match equally—one they won, and one we won.
We finished playing at 11 in the morning, and then we all returned to the madrasa with our bats, balls, and stumps. When we arrived at the madrasa, we saw that the teachers from the general section were all wearing the same dress and holding a flower in their hands to pose for a photo. Today, they had a book festival, and the teachers were honored by the institution.
We spent some time like this, and I took photographs of them, and also let them take photographs with my mobile. Later, after they gave me their mobile, I also took photographs with their mobile. This made them happy, and they thought it would serve as a memory. The bonding and relationship among their teachers are very good.
After that, I came straight to my room, and after coming to my room, I fell asleep. In the afternoon, I prayed and attended class. After the class finished, I spent some time on the platform after performing the Asr prayer. After Maghrib, I attended class. After Isha prayer, I was in my room. Suddenly, I heard the sound of crying. When I went outside, I saw a student praying to Allah.
| My Student Praying to God |  | His mother is ill so, mashallah |
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It was really wonderful. When I came out from a distance, I started looking to see who was actually crying. I went and saw a student, my student named Fahim; he had raised both hands and was crying to Allah, praying for his mother and her health. I was also happy because I was praised as a teacher.
The amount of love and devotion this little child has for the path of Allah is something many of us may not achieve even when we grow up. I pray for this student that he becomes very good and that the desires of his heart are fulfilled. May Allah guide him. Everyone take care, Allah Hafiz.
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