Pledge: Help Save Baby Fahad’s Life

He is a kid. A Child who barely lived anything and all his life was nothing but hospital. Heartbreaking really. Who would like this to happen to anyone? Let alone an innocent child. True it is his destiny and fate but we all could have a hand into saving his life, the least anyone could do is to spread the word.

Fahad is suffering from leukemia and needs a transplant so he could live his life. Unfortunately none in his family is a match so in order for him to get the match he needs a decent amount of an estimation of 37,000 KD. Spread the word this kid needs your help. Out of moral and ethical points do it make it your mission to deliver his story. Allah ykoon b3oona w ahala.

If you know anyone interested in sponsoring Fahad’s operation please contact our dear friend Q8Rain by email

Read more about him at Danderma and Q8blend ‘s blogs.


Project Hope


 /hoʊp/  Show Spelled [hohp]  Show IPA noun, verb, hoped, hop·ing.



the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best.

a particular instance of this feeling: the hope of winning.

grounds for this feeling in a particular instance: There is little or no hope of his recovery.

a person or thing in which expectations are centered: The medicine was her last hope.

something that is hoped for: Her forgiveness is my constant hope.

verb (used with object)


to look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence.


to believe, desire, or trust: I hope that my work will be satisfactory.
Hope is when a child makes his baby steps and even when he falls he continues trying.
Hope is when a person lost in the desert but keeps on moving to find his way back home.
Hope is when a person poor and is in filthy clothes keeps working to get his food.
Hope is when at your deepest sad days you know that one day you’ll be alright and you’ll stand.
Hope is when a mountain of obstacles stands right in front of you and you know you’ll reach the top.
Hope has endless meanings all of which it inspires us and gives us a push forward. I created project hope to inspire others and to keep them hoping for a better tomorrow and never give up.
Help me spread “Project Hope” .
Submit a story to me that indicates hope, a situation that happened and you feel that it inspires other and I’ll be posting it here in my blog.
Be hopeful and spread the hope for a better tomorrow may Allah bless you.
At my e-mail:
The site’s page dedicated to this project is here
-Esperanza Writes

[Past Post] One Day

Past Post is a post I’ve written in my old blog and reposting it from time to time when I don’t have anything to write and until I could gather up my thoughts.

I challenged myself and said give me any picture and I’ll try to write something out of it and my friend Layal told me to check her latest on flickr (Say MashAllah) isn’t she cute <3.
Here goes :
One day I’ll be something..
One day the future will be in between my hands and I’ll fascinate you.
For I am a girl of dreams..
Do you know what I see?
I see myself a strong, promising, and confident lady…
I’ll be flying over the skyscrapers and way over…
and in the crowd of millions I’ll be noticed.
You know why?
Because I have the look of hope..
True I’m just a little girl today but one day…
One day I’ll be something you’ll always refer to as the strong fighter who achieved.
One Day I will be.

-Esperanza Writes

Lost in the Wilderness

Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.
Henry David Thoreau

Being lost is something we all despise and hate. Not knowing what is happening or where to go and you are just simply ridiculously LOST. Most of all its like you’re all alone with that. Where to go? WHERE TO GO? You keep asking yourself. You are panicking  that maybe this is the end of it, you being lost forever. Now let me break the ice to you. Let me ease the pain that you might be going through right now or you might be going through in the future. Lost is nothing but a blessing in disguise. Yup you heard me (or read me in this case) right! Let me repeat that to you it’s a BLESSING that’s B-L-E-S-S-I-N-G. No I’m not going crazy here believe me if I was I wouldn’t be putting up this article today. I always believe that if you want to prove something you better bring your bag of evidence with you, better yet bring your OWN bag of evidence with you. That’s way I always bring up a few stories of mines to prove whatever point I want to give so you or anybody else can feel its realness and its concrete value. If you haven’t guessed yet my precious readers then let me tell you: I have a story to be told right now right here. Not big but enough to support what I’m saying.

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When my older sister was young she had a very bad report card, she was afraid that mom would scold her and she hoped for a miracle. She would pray so intensely that the grades would miraculously change and when she was done praying she would hold her report card, close her eyes, probably having a silent beg in between herself, and open it hoping that the grades would change, which of course it didn’t change. This kind of miracles does not exist its like wishing for the sky to drop an Audi right in front of you literally, but miracles do exist.

No matter how we grow old or stay young we all have this little hint of hoping that maybe one day a miracle would happen (or it might be just me), but we do get disappointed when none of that happens but the truth is miracles happen every day, every single day it lands right in front of us while we fail to notice or distinguish it. We think it might come in its exotic forms but truth to be told that it exists in the smallest things and sometimes it happens to be hidden right inside ourselves. For all we know it’s hard to spot right from start.

Just recently I started to notice such thing. I use to dwell on the possibility that a miracle would happen to me, you know something magical and such until I came to know that I actually live in a miracle. I do live in a miracle

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