The Narratives – Mohamed Miah

You know, when I first tried to answer this question—“What was the last thing you did for play or fun?”—I drew a blank. That’s how you know it’s been far too long!

My first instinct was to say writing, but that’s evolved into something deeper for me. It’s more than just a hobby now; it’s my way of journaling, pouring my thoughts onto the page, and often unburdening the parts of me. Therapeutic? Absolutely. But playful? No, not really.

Then I thought of football—surely watching Manchester United qualifies as fun, right? Except, supporting them has felt more like an endurance test lately! Watching games has been more about hope and frustration than joy, though the occasional brilliant moment reminds me why I love them.

Finally, my mind drifted back to last summer. That was probably the last time I truly engaged in something for the pure joy of it. I visited family, reconnected with loved ones, and then spent a blissful afternoon out with my camera. Street photography has always been an escape for me—a chance to capture life as it unfolds, to freeze fleeting moments and weave a story through the lens.

But between work, responsibilities, and my ongoing health challenges, I’ve been pulled in every direction. My family keeps me grounded—my wife, my children, they’re my everything. Helping my wife with work, guiding my son through his university placement, encouraging my daughter as she navigates college, and supporting my youngest in high school… it all takes precedence. And then there’s my job and the future I’m always trying to plan for them. Insha’Allah.

Add to that my health—it’s been over a year now that I’ve been struggling with fatigue. When my body says it’s time to rest, there’s no arguing. I’ve learned to respect that. Sleep comes, and I drift off.

But as I sit and reflect on this question, there’s a quiet hope stirring in me. Insha’Allah, by this time next year, my answer will be different. Maybe I’ll be back out with my camera more often, or exploring something new that sparks joy. I’ll have helped my son find his footing, supported my wife as she secures a more permanent role, cheered my daughter into her second year of college, and celebrated my youngest’s successes.

Because in the end, everything is in Allah’s hands—He is the giver of sustenance, the one who nourishes and provides. And I trust that, even in this busy, sometimes overwhelming phase of life, He’ll guide me to moments of joy. Insha’Allah.