It was a woman, her voice heavy with tears. “Tell the reciter… my son is in the hospital. Burj Al Arab. He asked for the Quran. We only have the radio. This voice… it is the first time my son has stopped crying in three days.”
“First live broadcast?” Layla asked through the intercom, her voice soft. quran radio station dubai
He nodded. “The previous reciter… he was so famous. I feel like a whisper.” It was a woman, her voice heavy with tears
“Still listening, Baba?”
The voice of Sheikh Mishary Rashid Alafasy faded into the gentle crackle of the desert night. Inside the control room of Noor Dubai (The Light of Dubai), 102.4 FM, Layla adjusted the fader, silencing the transmission for the Fajr call to prayer. It was a woman