Imagine the desert at twilight—the sky a tapestry of indigo and gold, the sands whispering secrets of caravans long past.
Here, in this vastness, we are all wanderers: souls thirsting for water, minds seeking shelter under the stars of guidance.

You and I are kin on this path, ya musafir.
Our caravan?

The pursuit of ‘ilm—knowledge that lights the dunes of uncertainty.