Oswa’s Story 2

This isn’t just a story… it’s a novel of flesh and blood.

It hurt me… and made me happy… and captivated me from the first line to the last sigh 😮💨

 

The set… and the earthquake from the heart of exhaustion… emerges the opening ✨

 

After months of suffering, and the work done by our own hands ✋

 

We arrived at the first set… called Nihal.

It was the first time we felt like we “saw ourselves.”

A legitimate set… elegant… that tells a girl:

 

“You can be beautiful… and modest.”

 

And suddenly… the sky opened.

The door to export was opened.

Sales increased beyond any ambition.

And we began to sell wholesale at the doorstep.

And the world was… like a dream ✨

 

But the dream needs men to carry it 💪

The ​​problem?

There’s no team…

 

Ali used to do everything himself:

He bought the fabric…

He went to the factory

He received the work…

He delivered it to the customers

He collected the money…

He started over from scratch.

 

The first factory?

Its owner was a kind man named Abu Maryam.

He stood by us like a brother.

“May God reward you” was too little for him.

 

But when demand increased…

We started working with more than one factory.

And here it is:

Every sweet thing has a bitter inside… and every bitter thing has a sweet taste. 🌓

 

The stab from the neighbor… and the lesson from God.

Cash flow disappeared.

Demands were greater than our capacity.

And the hardest part?

The idea we worked so hard on was stolen 🥀

And people reposted it in other forms…

And the same set… But not the same heart.

 

Our sales started to decline.

And we felt like we were going around in circles.

But we didn’t stop.

 

Dan is born… again.

A new set called Dan.

A different, modern style, with an unchanging Islamic spirit.

And it was a success… A huge success…

It restored our faith in:

 

“An idea never dies… It just has to evolve.” 🔁💡

 

The Big Decision… The Corporate Dream

 

📅 In July 2021…

We started dreaming of opening our own factory… not to grow and that’s it,

but to serve Muslim girls, reduce costs,

and help more girls wear Islamic clothing.

 

On August 17, 2021

the first needle was inserted into the first piece at the Aswa factory. 🪡

An indescribable scene:

Tears…. Laughter…. Fatigue transformed into dignity

👨👩👧👧 And simple people became homemakers.

 

We became an organization after being two people chasing a taxi carrying fabric.

 

The Hardest Moment: December 31, 2021

That day was an earthquake.

Karim, the accountant, spoke to Ali:

“There’s a loss of 120,000 pounds.” 😶

 

Silence… Heartache

And the resounding question:

“Where did I go wrong?”

 

Ali pulled himself together…

Standed up…Prayed…

“Oh God, don’t let my efforts go to waste?”

 

He reviewed every pound he had brought in and out

and discovered that his inexperience was the reason.

 

The factory sank 120,000 pounds underground…

Debts drowned it…People disappeared

And the partners said, “They want our money.”

 

Even his closest people…

said, “Enough of this.”

 

But God never forsakes you.

 

The accountant came out with him…

He saw him laughing and said, “Are you normal?”

 

And Ali said with a faithful smile, “He who works hard for God… will never lose.”

 

We’re still going 🔄

And that’s why… we’re writing our story 📖

Not to tell you, “Look how hard we worked”

But to tell you,

 

“Nothing is easy, or quick… but there’s wisdom in everything.”

And we’re sure you have a story, too. 🫵

 

– How did you wear the hijab?

– Where did your brother start his business?

– What was the first crisis you overcame?

 

Tell us your story…

We’ll publish it… and make your voice heard.

 

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Let your experience enlighten another girl’s path ❤️🔥

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