April 15, 2025 ⢠15 mins
Before he was a Prophet, Muhammad faced deep loss. Discover how love, faith, and quiet strength shaped a boy who would one day change the world.
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Zaki (00:02):
Alright, just one more clothespin, hold still Branch,
there. And now, the finalblanket.
My blanket palace. My featherfluffed memory foam enhanced
masterpiece. Why gravity? Why?
Captain Suhail (00:23):
Blamey. Looks like a laundry basket, had a
wrestling match with a tree, andlost.
Zaki (00:29):
It was perfect, Suhail The folds, the airflow, the sunbeam,
just right for napping. I buildit just like the one my mom used
to make when I was little. She'dbuild a fort every time I was
sad, said it was like a hug madeout of blankets.
Captain Suhail (00:44):
I remember when me nest blew away in a gale off
the coast of Zanzibar. I mournthat twine and kelp for weeks.
It's not really about the fort,
Zaki (00:57):
you know. I it's what it reminded ye of. Some days it
sneaks up on me. A smell, asound, the shape of a shadow,
and suddenly I'm six years oldagain, looking for her wing to
tuck under. The ones we lose,they don't leave, lad.
Not really. They hide in the
Captain Suhail (01:15):
things we build, the stories we tell, and in the
quiet corners of our hearts.
Zaki (01:23):
You're wiser than you look, Sohail.
Captain Suhail (01:25):
Don't let it get out. I've a reputation to
uphold.
Zaki (01:30):
Well, maybe it's not the same fort, but maybe it's time
to build a new one. One thatremembers the old, but lets in
new light.
Captain Suhail (01:38):
Aye, lad. And this time, let's anchor the
corners with actual anchors.I've got a few rusty ones in me
beak locker.
Zaki (01:51):
Meraj Digital presents The Amazing Stories with Zaki the
Hoopoe. Season two, episode two,The Orphan.
Salaam, my wonderful listeners!It's your favorite feathered
(02:12):
friend, Zaki the Hoopoe, backagain with another amazing story
from the pages of our history,you know, the kind that flutters
right into your heart. And maybeeven makes it flutter a little.
Have you ever had a moment whereeverything just felt different?
Like the world got quiet in away you didn't expect? Maybe
(02:34):
someone was missing. Maybe youfelt a little lost.
Captain Suhail (02:37):
Like a lighthouse going dim in the
middle of the storm.
Zaki (02:41):
Or like losing your favorite perch and not knowing
which branch to fly to next.
Captain Suhail (02:45):
Aye, you flap for a bit, but you learn to
glide again.
Zaki (02:50):
That's what today's story is about. A journey that starts
not with triumph or treasure,but with tenderness and loss.
And yet, something beautifulblooms from it. Something the
whole world would come to see.But let's just say, this boy
we're about to meet, he didn'tgrow up the way most kids do.
(03:13):
He faced trials that would makeeven a camel sit down in shock.
Captain Suhail (03:16):
Don't say that around camels. You know they
hold grudges.
Zaki (03:19):
Today, we're going back to Mecca, to a time when the world
was tough and the hearts of goodpeople were even tougher. We're
going to meet someone who didn'thave much. Not money, not a big
home, not even both parents byhis side. But what he did have,
that changed everything. And no,we're not starting with miracles
(03:42):
and prophecies and lightbursting from the clouds.
Nope. This is the story beforeall of that. The early days, the
quiet days, the shaping days.
Captain Suhail (03:54):
The days no one sings about, but maybe they
should.
Zaki (03:58):
So grab your cocoa, your cozy blanket, and maybe give
someone you love a little sidehug. We're about to begin a
journey of love, loss, and thekind of strength that grows in
silence. This is the beginningof a story that shaped the
world. Long before the call toprayer echoed through the hills,
(04:23):
long before the Quran wasrevealed, there was a quiet
beginning. In the valleys ofMakkah, surrounded by sun baked
stone and winding paths, a childentered the world.
His name was Muhammad. Peace andblessings be upon him.
Captain Suhail (04:40):
A light in the dark, as the elders would say.
Zaki (04:44):
But here's the part that always makes my feathers fall
still. He never met his father.Abdullah, the son of Abdul
Mutalib, passed away on ajourney, before his son was even
born. He'd been traveling toYathrib, visiting family. They
say he fell ill on the returnand never made it home.
Captain Suhail (05:02):
A child born into the world, already missing
a piece of it.
Zaki (05:07):
No stories from him, no warm arms to hold you, just
silence where a father's voiceshould be. But Aminah. Oh,
Aminah was there, his mother.Her love was steady, gentle. She
held her baby close, whisperingto him as if every word could
shield him from sadness.
Captain Suhail (05:28):
Stronger than any armor, a mother's love.
Zaki (05:31):
She would sing to him, wrap him in cloth lined with
hope, tell him stories of hisnoble lineage, of Ibrahim and
Ismail, of the Kaaba, of honor.She may have been alone, but she
never made him feel alone.Muhammad grew not in a palace,
but in a place richer than gold,with kindness,
Captain Suhail (05:52):
with gentle pride, Halima Sadia and her
clan. Some say the desert windscarved gentleness and courage
right into his bones.
Zaki (06:04):
When he was six, Aminah took him on a journey, a long
one, to Yathrib, where herhusband had died. She wanted him
to know his father's roots, towalk where Abdullah once walked,
to connect him to
Captain Suhail (06:16):
what little was left. The return journey, it
didn't go as planned.
Zaki (06:22):
Near a village called Al Abwa, between Yathreb and Mecca,
Amana fell ill. The journey, theheat, her body couldn't carry
on. And, just like that,Muhammad was alone again, six
years old, no father, no mother,only memories.
Captain Suhail (06:48):
That's a storm no nest can prepare you for.
Zaki (06:52):
But the ache, the ache of those early losses, it never
fully left. Still, somehow, theboy didn't close his heart, he
kept it open. After his motherAminah passed away at Al Abwa,
Muhammad returned to Makkah andinto the care of his
grandfather, Abdul Mutalib. Nowthis wasn't just any
(07:14):
grandfather. Abdul Mutalib wasthe leader of the Quraysh, the
noblest tribe in Makkah.
People listened when he spoke,they followed when he led. He
was strong, wise and full ofdignity.
Captain Suhail (07:27):
A lion among men, they'd say, and not just
for his beard.
Zaki (07:31):
He had many sons, 10 of them. One of them would become
very special to Muhammad lateron. His name was Abu Talib. But
back then, Muhammad was just asmall boy with big eyes, and
Abdul Mutalib, he loved that boylike no other. Every morning
Abdul Mutalib would sit besidethe Kaaba, on a shaded mat laid
(07:52):
out just for him.
No one else sat there, not evenhis grown sons.
Captain Suhail (07:57):
Not even the sons? That's sacred turf.
Zaki (08:01):
But for young Muhammad, he made an exception, always. He
would call him over, place himbeside him, even let him rest
his head in his lap. The noblesof Makkah would raise their
brows, but Abdul Mutalib wouldsmile and say, Leave him. My
grandson has a great future. Fortwo more years, Muhammad was
(08:21):
surrounded by love.
His grandfather made sure he wasnever far. He fed him from his
plate, held his hand through themarket, whispered ancient wisdom
in his ear.
Captain Suhail (08:32):
That kind of love, it leaves an echo.
Zaki (08:36):
And it taught Muhammad what it meant to be dignified.
What it meant to carry yourselfwith honor, even when your heart
still ached. But then cameanother loss. At the age of
eight, Abdul Mutalib passedaway. Another wave, another
(08:58):
anchor gone.
And once again, Muhammad's worldshifted, but he wasn't left
adrift. Before his death, AbdulMutalib made a choice. He placed
Muhammad in the care of one ofhis sons, not the wealthiest,
not the most powerful, but themost trustworthy. Abu Talib.
Yes, Abu Talib, the prophet'suncle, a man of quiet strength,
(09:21):
a man who would raise Muhammadnot just as a nephew, but as a
son.
From this point on, Muhammad'sjourney would continue in the
bustling household of Abu Talib,where he would learn even more
about patience, humility, andwhat it means to love without
limits.
Captain Suhail (09:36):
So many uncles, but one who stood tall beside
him.
Zaki (09:41):
And others too, like Hamza, the brave, and Abbas, the
watchful. All of them were apart of a story still unfolding.
Seeds of love and loyalty,planted long before the world
knew who he'd become. And stillhe walked forward. He did, into
Abu Talib's home, A home full ofchildren, full of noise, but
(10:05):
also full of love.
It wasn't easy, but Abu Talibgave him what he could. Food,
shelter, and the most importantthing of all, loyalty. I wonder
what he felt that first night ina new home. Did he lie awake?
Did he stare at the ceiling,listening to a family that
wasn't quite his, wonderingwhere he fit in?
(10:26):
I remember a night like that. Afew seasons ago, I got separated
from my flock. We were migratingsouth and I I lingered behind,
got caught in a crosswind. Theothers disappeared into the
clouds. And suddenly, I wasalone.
I landed in a strange valley, nonests, no familiar trees, just
(10:48):
wind and stars. I perched on acold branch and wrapped my wings
around myself as tight as Icould, but it didn't help. It
never does. I remember thinking,what if I'm the only one left?
What if no one's coming for me?
That night, I understoodsomething, that even in a sky
full of stars, you can feelcompletely alone.
Captain Suhail (11:10):
But you made it back.
Zaki (11:12):
I did. I don't even know how. Maybe it was instinct.
Maybe it was a prayer. Maybe.
It was a bit of both. And Ithink that's what Muhammad,
peace be upon him, did too. Hekept flying, even when the skies
were empty, even when the groundbeneath him kept shifting. He
trusted that Allah was stillguiding him, even if it didn't
(11:34):
always feel like it.
Captain Suhail (11:36):
That's not just survival, that's something
deeper.
Zaki (11:40):
That's faith, the kind that doesn't shout or show off.
Just walks forward, one smallstep at a time. You know what I
keep thinking about?
Captain Suhail (11:49):
What's that, Lad?
Zaki (11:51):
That even after everything, losing his parents,
then his grandfather, Muhammadnever turned bitter. He never
closed his heart. He didn't pushpeople away. He stayed soft,
open.
Captain Suhail (12:04):
That takes more strength than lifting a sail in
a storm.
Zaki (12:08):
He trusted that Allah was still with him. And maybe that's
what being truly strong means.Not that you're never lonely,
but that you believe, even inthe loneliest moment, that
you're still being watched over,still being guided.
Captain Suhail (12:24):
Like wind beneath your wings, even when
you can't feel it.
Zaki (12:28):
Exactly. And I guess all those people who stepped in,
like Abdul Mutalib and AbuTalib, and later even Khadija,
they weren't random. They wereplaced there. Not to replace the
ones he lost, but to show him.He was never really alone.
Captain Suhail (12:45):
Mercy, hidden in the folds of sadness.
Zaki (12:48):
And maybe the same is true for us, maybe when the sky feels
empty. Allah is just rearrangingthe stars. I don't think I'm
afraid of being alone anymorebecause now I know, I never
really was. You know, friends, Iused to think that being strong
meant you had to carryeverything by yourself. That you
had to flap your wings harder,fly farther, hide the ache in
(13:12):
your chest and never let itshow, but now I know, that's not
true.
That's what I want to remember.That even when I feel alone, I'm
never really alone, Allah isalways with me. And He sends
people, like Abu Talib, likeUmayman, like you and me, to
take care of one another.
Captain Suhail (13:32):
So what you're saying is if I feel lonely, I
should go perch near a kinduncle with snacks.
Zaki (13:40):
That's not exactly what I'm saying, but it's not wrong
either.
Captain Suhail (13:44):
A full beak and a warm wing can fix a lot of
things, lad.
Zaki (13:49):
You might be onto something, Sohale. But really,
friends, remember this. Even thesmallest heart, even in the
quietest corner is seen by Allahalways. What a story, A boy who
lost so much and still became alight for the whole world. It
reminds me, and maybe you too,that even when things feel
(14:11):
heavy, Allah is always near.
And every moment, even the hardones, are shaping us for
something beautiful. And don'tgo far, my friends, because next
time we're heading to the hills.Yes. We'll see young Muhammad,
peace be upon him, learningresponsibility the good old
fashioned way, herding sheep.There's a runaway lamb, a tricky
(14:34):
cliff, and a lesson about trueleadership you won't want to
miss.
Captain Suhail (14:39):
I tried herding goats once. Turned around and
they were hurting me. One ofthem stole my compass, never got
it back. Sounds about right. Istill have flashbacks.
Hooves in every direction. Thebleating. The bleating.
Zaki (14:57):
So get ready for wool wisdom and a little sheep saving
action in our next episode.
Captain Suhail (15:02):
Leadership. Bah. I once led a flock of flamingos
into a bakery, still not welcomein three cities.
Zaki (15:11):
You're unbelievable.
Captain Suhail (15:13):
Unbelievably effective, lad. The croissants
were worth it.
Zaki (15:20):
This story was produced by Meraj Digital. Voices provided
by Wayne Holland as Zaki andCurtis Fletcher as Captain
Sohail. Episode written,directed, and edited by Syed
Kashif and Atif Hussain. Formore content by Meraj Digital,
please visit our site atwww.meraj.digital.
Copyright (15:43):
Content copyright and production copyright 2025 by
Meraj Digital.
Alright, just one more clothespin, hold still Branch,
there. And now, the finalblanket.
My blanket palace. My featherfluffed memory foam enhanced
masterpiece. Why gravity? Why?
Captain Suhail (00:23):
Blamey. Looks like a laundry basket, had a
wrestling match with a tree, andlost.
Zaki (00:29):
It was perfect, Suhail The folds, the airflow, the sunbeam,
just right for napping. I buildit just like the one my mom used
to make when I was little. She'dbuild a fort every time I was
sad, said it was like a hug madeout of blankets.
Captain Suhail (00:44):
I remember when me nest blew away in a gale off
the coast of Zanzibar. I mournthat twine and kelp for weeks.
It's not really about the fort,
Zaki (00:57):
you know. I it's what it reminded ye of. Some days it
sneaks up on me. A smell, asound, the shape of a shadow,
and suddenly I'm six years oldagain, looking for her wing to
tuck under. The ones we lose,they don't leave, lad.
Not really. They hide in the
Captain Suhail (01:15):
things we build, the stories we tell, and in the
quiet corners of our hearts.
Zaki (01:23):
You're wiser than you look, Sohail.
Captain Suhail (01:25):
Don't let it get out. I've a reputation to
uphold.
Zaki (01:30):
Well, maybe it's not the same fort, but maybe it's time
to build a new one. One thatremembers the old, but lets in
new light.
Captain Suhail (01:38):
Aye, lad. And this time, let's anchor the
corners with actual anchors.I've got a few rusty ones in me
beak locker.
Zaki (01:51):
Meraj Digital presents The Amazing Stories with Zaki the
Hoopoe. Season two, episode two,The Orphan.
Salaam, my wonderful listeners!It's your favorite feathered
(02:12):
friend, Zaki the Hoopoe, backagain with another amazing story
from the pages of our history,you know, the kind that flutters
right into your heart. And maybeeven makes it flutter a little.
Have you ever had a moment whereeverything just felt different?
Like the world got quiet in away you didn't expect? Maybe
(02:34):
someone was missing. Maybe youfelt a little lost.
Captain Suhail (02:37):
Like a lighthouse going dim in the
middle of the storm.
Zaki (02:41):
Or like losing your favorite perch and not knowing
which branch to fly to next.
Captain Suhail (02:45):
Aye, you flap for a bit, but you learn to
glide again.
Zaki (02:50):
That's what today's story is about. A journey that starts
not with triumph or treasure,but with tenderness and loss.
And yet, something beautifulblooms from it. Something the
whole world would come to see.But let's just say, this boy
we're about to meet, he didn'tgrow up the way most kids do.
(03:13):
He faced trials that would makeeven a camel sit down in shock.
Captain Suhail (03:16):
Don't say that around camels. You know they
hold grudges.
Zaki (03:19):
Today, we're going back to Mecca, to a time when the world
was tough and the hearts of goodpeople were even tougher. We're
going to meet someone who didn'thave much. Not money, not a big
home, not even both parents byhis side. But what he did have,
that changed everything. And no,we're not starting with miracles
(03:42):
and prophecies and lightbursting from the clouds.
Nope. This is the story beforeall of that. The early days, the
quiet days, the shaping days.
Captain Suhail (03:54):
The days no one sings about, but maybe they
should.
Zaki (03:58):
So grab your cocoa, your cozy blanket, and maybe give
someone you love a little sidehug. We're about to begin a
journey of love, loss, and thekind of strength that grows in
silence. This is the beginningof a story that shaped the
world. Long before the call toprayer echoed through the hills,
(04:23):
long before the Quran wasrevealed, there was a quiet
beginning. In the valleys ofMakkah, surrounded by sun baked
stone and winding paths, a childentered the world.
His name was Muhammad. Peace andblessings be upon him.
Captain Suhail (04:40):
A light in the dark, as the elders would say.
Zaki (04:44):
But here's the part that always makes my feathers fall
still. He never met his father.Abdullah, the son of Abdul
Mutalib, passed away on ajourney, before his son was even
born. He'd been traveling toYathrib, visiting family. They
say he fell ill on the returnand never made it home.
Captain Suhail (05:02):
A child born into the world, already missing
a piece of it.
Zaki (05:07):
No stories from him, no warm arms to hold you, just
silence where a father's voiceshould be. But Aminah. Oh,
Aminah was there, his mother.Her love was steady, gentle. She
held her baby close, whisperingto him as if every word could
shield him from sadness.
Captain Suhail (05:28):
Stronger than any armor, a mother's love.
Zaki (05:31):
She would sing to him, wrap him in cloth lined with
hope, tell him stories of hisnoble lineage, of Ibrahim and
Ismail, of the Kaaba, of honor.She may have been alone, but she
never made him feel alone.Muhammad grew not in a palace,
but in a place richer than gold,with kindness,
Captain Suhail (05:52):
with gentle pride, Halima Sadia and her
clan. Some say the desert windscarved gentleness and courage
right into his bones.
Zaki (06:04):
When he was six, Aminah took him on a journey, a long
one, to Yathrib, where herhusband had died. She wanted him
to know his father's roots, towalk where Abdullah once walked,
to connect him to
Captain Suhail (06:16):
what little was left. The return journey, it
didn't go as planned.
Zaki (06:22):
Near a village called Al Abwa, between Yathreb and Mecca,
Amana fell ill. The journey, theheat, her body couldn't carry
on. And, just like that,Muhammad was alone again, six
years old, no father, no mother,only memories.
Captain Suhail (06:48):
That's a storm no nest can prepare you for.
Zaki (06:52):
But the ache, the ache of those early losses, it never
fully left. Still, somehow, theboy didn't close his heart, he
kept it open. After his motherAminah passed away at Al Abwa,
Muhammad returned to Makkah andinto the care of his
grandfather, Abdul Mutalib. Nowthis wasn't just any
(07:14):
grandfather. Abdul Mutalib wasthe leader of the Quraysh, the
noblest tribe in Makkah.
People listened when he spoke,they followed when he led. He
was strong, wise and full ofdignity.
Captain Suhail (07:27):
A lion among men, they'd say, and not just
for his beard.
Zaki (07:31):
He had many sons, 10 of them. One of them would become
very special to Muhammad lateron. His name was Abu Talib. But
back then, Muhammad was just asmall boy with big eyes, and
Abdul Mutalib, he loved that boylike no other. Every morning
Abdul Mutalib would sit besidethe Kaaba, on a shaded mat laid
(07:52):
out just for him.
No one else sat there, not evenhis grown sons.
Captain Suhail (07:57):
Not even the sons? That's sacred turf.
Zaki (08:01):
But for young Muhammad, he made an exception, always. He
would call him over, place himbeside him, even let him rest
his head in his lap. The noblesof Makkah would raise their
brows, but Abdul Mutalib wouldsmile and say, Leave him. My
grandson has a great future. Fortwo more years, Muhammad was
(08:21):
surrounded by love.
His grandfather made sure he wasnever far. He fed him from his
plate, held his hand through themarket, whispered ancient wisdom
in his ear.
Captain Suhail (08:32):
That kind of love, it leaves an echo.
Zaki (08:36):
And it taught Muhammad what it meant to be dignified.
What it meant to carry yourselfwith honor, even when your heart
still ached. But then cameanother loss. At the age of
eight, Abdul Mutalib passedaway. Another wave, another
(08:58):
anchor gone.
And once again, Muhammad's worldshifted, but he wasn't left
adrift. Before his death, AbdulMutalib made a choice. He placed
Muhammad in the care of one ofhis sons, not the wealthiest,
not the most powerful, but themost trustworthy. Abu Talib.
Yes, Abu Talib, the prophet'suncle, a man of quiet strength,
(09:21):
a man who would raise Muhammadnot just as a nephew, but as a
son.
From this point on, Muhammad'sjourney would continue in the
bustling household of Abu Talib,where he would learn even more
about patience, humility, andwhat it means to love without
limits.
Captain Suhail (09:36):
So many uncles, but one who stood tall beside
him.
Zaki (09:41):
And others too, like Hamza, the brave, and Abbas, the
watchful. All of them were apart of a story still unfolding.
Seeds of love and loyalty,planted long before the world
knew who he'd become. And stillhe walked forward. He did, into
Abu Talib's home, A home full ofchildren, full of noise, but
(10:05):
also full of love.
It wasn't easy, but Abu Talibgave him what he could. Food,
shelter, and the most importantthing of all, loyalty. I wonder
what he felt that first night ina new home. Did he lie awake?
Did he stare at the ceiling,listening to a family that
wasn't quite his, wonderingwhere he fit in?
(10:26):
I remember a night like that. Afew seasons ago, I got separated
from my flock. We were migratingsouth and I I lingered behind,
got caught in a crosswind. Theothers disappeared into the
clouds. And suddenly, I wasalone.
I landed in a strange valley, nonests, no familiar trees, just
(10:48):
wind and stars. I perched on acold branch and wrapped my wings
around myself as tight as Icould, but it didn't help. It
never does. I remember thinking,what if I'm the only one left?
What if no one's coming for me?
That night, I understoodsomething, that even in a sky
full of stars, you can feelcompletely alone.
Captain Suhail (11:10):
But you made it back.
Zaki (11:12):
I did. I don't even know how. Maybe it was instinct.
Maybe it was a prayer. Maybe.
It was a bit of both. And Ithink that's what Muhammad,
peace be upon him, did too. Hekept flying, even when the skies
were empty, even when the groundbeneath him kept shifting. He
trusted that Allah was stillguiding him, even if it didn't
(11:34):
always feel like it.
Captain Suhail (11:36):
That's not just survival, that's something
deeper.
Zaki (11:40):
That's faith, the kind that doesn't shout or show off.
Just walks forward, one smallstep at a time. You know what I
keep thinking about?
Captain Suhail (11:49):
What's that, Lad?
Zaki (11:51):
That even after everything, losing his parents,
then his grandfather, Muhammadnever turned bitter. He never
closed his heart. He didn't pushpeople away. He stayed soft,
open.
Captain Suhail (12:04):
That takes more strength than lifting a sail in
a storm.
Zaki (12:08):
He trusted that Allah was still with him. And maybe that's
what being truly strong means.Not that you're never lonely,
but that you believe, even inthe loneliest moment, that
you're still being watched over,still being guided.
Captain Suhail (12:24):
Like wind beneath your wings, even when
you can't feel it.
Zaki (12:28):
Exactly. And I guess all those people who stepped in,
like Abdul Mutalib and AbuTalib, and later even Khadija,
they weren't random. They wereplaced there. Not to replace the
ones he lost, but to show him.He was never really alone.
Captain Suhail (12:45):
Mercy, hidden in the folds of sadness.
Zaki (12:48):
And maybe the same is true for us, maybe when the sky feels
empty. Allah is just rearrangingthe stars. I don't think I'm
afraid of being alone anymorebecause now I know, I never
really was. You know, friends, Iused to think that being strong
meant you had to carryeverything by yourself. That you
had to flap your wings harder,fly farther, hide the ache in
(13:12):
your chest and never let itshow, but now I know, that's not
true.
That's what I want to remember.That even when I feel alone, I'm
never really alone, Allah isalways with me. And He sends
people, like Abu Talib, likeUmayman, like you and me, to
take care of one another.
Captain Suhail (13:32):
So what you're saying is if I feel lonely, I
should go perch near a kinduncle with snacks.
Zaki (13:40):
That's not exactly what I'm saying, but it's not wrong
either.
Captain Suhail (13:44):
A full beak and a warm wing can fix a lot of
things, lad.
Zaki (13:49):
You might be onto something, Sohale. But really,
friends, remember this. Even thesmallest heart, even in the
quietest corner is seen by Allahalways. What a story, A boy who
lost so much and still became alight for the whole world. It
reminds me, and maybe you too,that even when things feel
(14:11):
heavy, Allah is always near.
And every moment, even the hardones, are shaping us for
something beautiful. And don'tgo far, my friends, because next
time we're heading to the hills.Yes. We'll see young Muhammad,
peace be upon him, learningresponsibility the good old
fashioned way, herding sheep.There's a runaway lamb, a tricky
(14:34):
cliff, and a lesson about trueleadership you won't want to
miss.
Captain Suhail (14:39):
I tried herding goats once. Turned around and
they were hurting me. One ofthem stole my compass, never got
it back. Sounds about right. Istill have flashbacks.
Hooves in every direction. Thebleating. The bleating.
Zaki (14:57):
So get ready for wool wisdom and a little sheep saving
action in our next episode.
Captain Suhail (15:02):
Leadership. Bah. I once led a flock of flamingos
into a bakery, still not welcomein three cities.
Zaki (15:11):
You're unbelievable.
Captain Suhail (15:13):
Unbelievably effective, lad. The croissants
were worth it.
Zaki (15:20):
This story was produced by Meraj Digital. Voices provided
by Wayne Holland as Zaki andCurtis Fletcher as Captain
Sohail. Episode written,directed, and edited by Syed
Kashif and Atif Hussain. Formore content by Meraj Digital,
please visit our site atwww.meraj.digital.
Copyright (15:43):
Content copyright and production copyright 2025 by
Meraj Digital.
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