His Voice at Fajr

I grew up hearing Baba recite Qur'an in the mornings. He would wake before anyone else, make wudu quietly so as not to disturb us, and then you would hear him — not loudly, but carrying through the walls — reciting Surah Yasin. I did not always appreciate it as a child. Now I would give anything to hear it again. That sound was safety. That sound was home.