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.”
She picked up the phone to call her father, just to hear the sea in the background. quran radio station dubai
Layla hadn’t touched the transmitter power. She realized then that a radio station in Dubai doesn't just broadcast to the city. It broadcasts to the heart. And the heart, unlike the skyscrapers, has no top floor. It was a woman, her voice heavy with tears