{"id":1162,"date":"2025-09-29T12:53:57","date_gmt":"2025-09-29T12:53:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/?p=1162"},"modified":"2025-09-29T13:24:02","modified_gmt":"2025-09-29T13:24:02","slug":"a-milad-to-remember","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/a-milad-to-remember\/","title":{"rendered":"A Milad to Remember"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Last Friday<\/strong>, our school was filled with joy and reverence as we celebrated Milad. The teachers beautifully decorated the place , a shining banner of our beloved <strong>Prophet Muhammad (SAW)<\/strong> hung on the wall, green cloth draped the sides, and warm LED lights glowed in the background. The program began with<strong> Pre-Nursery<\/strong> and continued all the way up to <strong>Grade 5.<\/strong> The boys, dressed in white shalwar kameez, added to the spirit of purity and devotion.<\/p>\n<p>After some Quranic readings and questions, it was time for the performances. When Grade 3\u2019s turn came, my name was called for the naat <strong>\u201cRokhe Mustafa Ko Dekha.\u201d<\/strong> My heart raced with nerves, but when I stood to recite, confidence took over. Returning to my seat, I felt proud yet humbled. Soon, it was our class\u2019s turn. We were both nervous and excited, but when we recited, our teachers\u2019 smiles made every effort worthwhile.<\/p>\n<p>It was a moment etched in my memory forever , a reminder that faith, courage, and devotion light up our hearts.<br \/>\nAs Rumi once said,<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u201cRaise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Signing off with gratitude and joy,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Shayaan Ali Anjum<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>5 Blue<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last Friday, our school was filled with joy and reverence as we celebrated Milad. The teachers beautifully decorated the place&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/a-milad-to-remember\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">A Milad to Remember<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":453,"featured_media":1170,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[373],"tags":[374],"class_list":["post-1162","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-milad-blog-by-shayaan","tag-shayaanmiladblog","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1162","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/453"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1162"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1162\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1163,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1162\/revisions\/1163"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1170"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1162"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1162"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.beaconhouse.net\/310\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1162"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}