This is Dunya

This is dunya. Dunya. Not a place of ease. Only glitter.

The place where you have to feel cold and hungry.

The place where you have to worry and feel scared.

The place where it gets cold.
So cold, sometimes.

The place where you have to leave the people you love.

Where you can’t get attached, because even if you do, it doesn’t make it stay, it just makes it hurt when it doesn’t.
The place where happiness and sadness are only players, waiting for their next line in a play…

This is my favourite lines from "I Prayed for Peace Today" by Yasmin Mogahed.