The Kaaba Does Not Move
A personal reflection on my second and third Hajjs, in 2016 and 2023, and the people who quietly walked beside me Me at Masjid al-Haram during my first Hajj, 2010 There are journeys we plan for months, checking documents, comparing prices, marking calendars. And there are journeys that seem to have been planned for us long before we knew it, quietly, somewhere behind the scenes, by someone with better handwriting than ours. Hajj, I have come to believe, belongs to the second kind. I have performed Hajj three times now. The first in 2010, with the late Junaid Jamsh
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