Yes, it is all implausible. My life, I mean. I wish I could say I was making it all up. But no, that would be a lie. All of it is true, as it has to be, for we are bound by the truth: those of us who claim to be believers.
O you who have believed, be mindful of God and stand with the truthful.
Quran 9:119
We have the saying that it’s a great treachery that you tell another something which they believe to be true when in fact you’re lying. Instead, we strive to tell the truth until we are recorded as being truthful.
God will say, “This is the Day when the truthful will benefit from their truthfulness.” For them are gardens beneath which rivers flow, wherein they will abide forever, God being pleased with them, and they with Him. That is the great attainment.
Quran 5:119
I have spent much of my adult life writing fiction as a hobby in my ever-decreasing spare time. When writing a novel, I am clear that it is indeed fiction, the fruit of my overactive imagination alone. There is always a disclaimer before the contents page to that effect.
But this life of mine: no, there is no disclaimer. What you see is what you get. All of these implausible tales: yes, this is my life. I can’t help it if that perturbs. At times, I struggle to believe it myself, wondering if I’m even real. But as far as I can tell, I do indeed exist, as improbable as life itself.
Last modified: 9 December 2022
