Hajj
journey to
the heart of Islam

The moment I saw the Ka’ba in front of me was the most unforgettable moment of my life. Although I was surrounded by thousands of people, I suddenly felt all alone and very, very small. There was a lump in my throat and I couldn't speak for a few minutes. All I could do was just stare at the beautiful sight ahead of me. I never imagined that the sight of the Ka’ba would have such a profound effect. Looking directly at the Ka’ba while praying, instead of looking at the ground (usually done when praying in other places) will be one of my most enduring memories.

Every morning at dawn prayer, hundreds of birds would fly, in a circle, around the top of the Ka’ba. They revolved around it, but not once did they fly across it. To me it looked as though they were worshipping, just like the people below them.

My most vivid memory was seeing everyone in the same clothes at the same place all for the same reason and goal. I had never before seen so many people in one place together and yet everything being so organised. The most striking being when azaan is called, how quick everyone lines up for prayers. By far, the most inspiring journey with memories that I will cherish forever.

The Ka’ba is unbelievably captivating! The most distinctive memory of my journey was when I first saw the Ka’ba. I had been praying in this direction ever since I could remember, I had seen the pictures, the video footage and now I had travelled over 2000 miles and was standing directly in front of this magnificent and sacred structure. I cannot even begin to describe the emotions I was feeling. I was in awe, overwhelmed by how lucky I was to be here. I had left all my worldly desires and possessions behind and was here solely to please Allah. I remember circulating the Ka’ba in the scorching heat, another pilgrim taking water and washing my two year old niece’s face to cool her down. This simple action by a stranger demonstrated to me the beauty of this journey and the true meaning of unity in Islam.

The best thing about the Hajj and Umra is when you walk through the Mosque to reach the Ka’ba, the view was stunning and in the Hajj I liked it when I spent the afternoon prayer till the evening prayer in the grand Mosque. Time was going quickly and it felt very peaceful. I slept a few times in there too. That was my experience thank you.

Sighting the first glimpse of the Ka'ba was a deeply supernatural, humbling, frightening and inspiring experience for me. Divinity in that moment was palpable and proximal to me in a way I had never experienced. This moment marked a sea-change in my place in Islam and has influenced all my activities since.

I remember the sound of the "ameen" recited aloud and in unison. It really made me feel warm and full – and a part of something bigger than anyone can imagine.

I went to perform my Hajj with my mother in 2010. We are were excited yet very worried about the trip as we had heard many horror stories of previous pilgrims. Anyhow before landing in Jeddah, my Mum went to take her heart pills and found that she had forgotten to pack them. At that moment my whole trip was a nightmare, as I just could see the prospect of losing her on the trip. On our group was a very positive GP who. the minute we got to Mecca, started her search for the pills. The night before the start of Hajj she managed to get the same pills free of charge from the state dispensary and my Mum performed her Hajj in complete health. To us this was a miracle of Hajj.

When I saw the Ka’ba the first time I felt enlightened. The sheer number of people and the dedication and determination made me feel astounded and bided together with my religion.

Hajj for me was a dream come true, walking on the holy land where once prophets have walked and talked. It was a magic journey which one can only feel while in the state of ihram and love for Allah. I looked at many different people with many different cultures but united on the words of ‘labaik’. Hajj 2007.

The first time I saw the Holy Ka’ba I was mesmerised by the Almighty's beauty. No photo nor any television footage can really give you the true image of the Holy Ka’ba other than seeing the Ka’ba with the naked eye. This is a moment in my life I will never forget: whilst praying the Haram Shareef, I saw a flock of birds circling the Ka’ba as if the birds were doing a Tawaaf around the Ka’ba. The echoes of the pilgrims can be heard from afar and it is an exhilarating experience to be amongst millions of pilgrims.

Umra: What surprised me was the immense calm and peace I felt despite being surrounded by hundreds of people. I was quite taken aback by that and have yet to experience such a moment again. It was fascinating to see the sea of pilgrims of all ages, economic status, sizes and colours - all equal in God’s eyes. This might sound odd but it felt like being at a friend’s house, where you can just walk in and out and feel totally relaxed and comfortable.

The rush at the Black Stone was immense as scores of people flocked over it trying to gain access to kiss this other-worldly object. 'Please God', I prayed, 'if it's my destiny to reach it I praise You and if it's not I praise You'. Suddenly it seemed that the crowd parted, I could have held my arms out on either side and touched no-one and none stood in my way. As my head entered the vestibule I counselled my self, 'Do not tyrannise the others by lingering inside'. I planted five kisses as a representation of the five daily prayers. The stone was not rock, it was not plastic or like any other material I had contacted, it was unique. Inside I heard only silence. I opened my eyes and looked into nothingness, into Infinity. I emerged completely intoxicated and called out 'Allahu akbar!' God is Greater!

None of the words I use describes or makes you understand what Hajj was like for me nor for other brothers and sisters; each person needs to experience Hajj to understand what it is like. My journey started from London by wearing my ihram (white cloths) and each moment was so special until my Hajj was completed.

I have been blessed to perform two Umras. My first time setting eyes onto the Ka’ba will always be a moment I cherish. Nothing can compare to such an opportunity Allah has allowed me to have. The sight blows you away and you feel all the emotions in your body suddenly overtake you. Every dua (prayers) I have asked for in both my Umras have been accepted, you really feel a connection with Allah. For me, this is definitely the best of all vacations to go on. The experience is one never to forget. May Allah send those who have not yet had the chance to visit this blessed land.

I remember looking at the Ka'ba for the first time. Tears flowed out automatically and the feeling one cannot describe with words from any languages. The feeling is always memorable, always permanent within one’s heart. I have performed Hajj twice now (All praise to God) and would like to just go back again and again. The place is full of blessings, peace and harmony...

My most memorable moment was when I with my family members including my grandmother who was in a wheel chair. It was in Muzdalifah when my father told me that we will go by road from Arafat to Muzdalifah and then it took three and a half hours to reach Muzdalifah and it is quite obvious that moving two wheel chairs (the one which was driven by me and other which was driven by my father) in between all of the pilgrims was very difficult but Allah helped us to complete all the formalities of Hajj though there where some stages, like moving from Muzdalifah to Jamarat, when the tyres of both the wheel chairs were lost and we thought we would never reach home safely but Allah helped us and we reached our Mina tents safely. May Allah Bless you all.

I will never forget the heat, the smells, the whole atmosphere of Saudi Arabia just hits you. One of the best moments was walking up to the Prophets’ Mosque– it was like walking into Jannah (paradise.)

The very first time I entered the Masjid al Harem, it was as if peace descended on my being. I set eyes on the Ka’ba and that was all that mattered, everything else in my worldly life seemed to become vastly insignificant by comparison. It was as if my real reason for being here on earth had finally made itself apparent. The magnetism of Mecca is something so intangible it is difficult to put into words, but one word is always at the forefront when I think of Mecca: PEACE. Mecca fills my being with peace. It also a place of respect, tolerance and acceptance as I sat reciting prayers on my tasbih (prayer beads) and watched all the people of different colors, shapes, languages and nationality circle the Holy Ka’ba together oblivious of every thing but that they were all human and devoting their time to the worship of one God.

People often say that you are bound to shed tears when you first set eyes on the Ka’ba. I must admit that though I was overwhelmed when I first saw a glimpse of the Ka’ba, no tears came out. But as I stopped and performed my first prayer in front of the Ka’ba, tears kept flowing and I was humbled at the house of God.

I went for Hajj with my family in 2010. It was a deeply spiritual journey and throughout, we recited the Quran religiously. Although we recited it by chapter and verse from the beginning, somehow the verses matched every experience that we went through as it unfolded. A particularly moving moment was after I had just completed my Hajj. It was a Friday so I had to wait until after Juma'ah Solat (Friday prayers) before commencing the final ritual of Sa'ie. I sat in a quiet corner to recite the Quran. The first verse from where I last stopped declared that "..ALLAH has now completed your religion". It was revealed immediately after our beloved Prophet Muhammad himself had completed his own Hajj just before he passed away. I wept, somehow I was reading it at almost the exact moment that it had been revealed thousands of years ago. It defines me now.

The most memorable experience ever. Every moment touches the heart. The tears that rolls down your cheeks while repenting, the hair raising experience when you catch the first glimpse of the Ka'ba. The first prayer you make in the haram, the first drink of zam zam that quenches the thirst of a servant visiting his master. It’s an invitation never to be refused and an experience never to be forgotten.

The first time you see the Ka’ba, the feeling is something you cannot describe. To think this site has always been a holy site and the Ka’ba was built thousands of years ago originally by beloved Prophet Ibrahim and his son Ismail (peace be upon them). Each subsequent time you get the chance to see the Ka’ba is just as amazing. I just wish I can go more often, Insha'Allah (God willing)!

The feeling you get, once you are standing in front of the Ka’ba is overwhelming. At first when you arrive in Makkah you quickly want to put your baggage in the hotel room get ready and head for Ka’ba. I was walking towards it but not really knowing which way to go, just following a mass of people like sheep. But once you’re in the mosque and you are aware you are just moments away, your heart starts beating faster and as soon as you see the Ka’ba you can not but feel humbled by the sight of Kaba.

I've had to opportunity to perform Umra. Starting form landing in Al-Madina Al-Munawwarah, praying in the Prophet Mohammed's Mosque, it literally gives the most spiritual inner peace a human can ever get, ending with circumambulation around the Ka'ba.. Feeling Allah The Almighty in every inch of your body and soul. Giving you the feeling of how tiny we are compared to His creation and the universe. It gives the feeling of being lighter, purer and closer to Allah by all of your senses. And feeling and visualizing that Prophet Mohammed was right at the same place one day, doing what you're doing more than 1400 years ago. Not to mention how you see your life from a different prospective. You start to realize that life is too short for all of our sins and bad deeds. We were created to help one another.

In my line of work I dispense medicines all day long. I give out drugs for depression, drugs for anxiety, pills for psychosis and pills for the sorts of mental conditions that are, in part, created by a lack of inner peace. Mecca, Ka’ba, gave me the sort of peace that I suspect we’ll experience up above the sky.

Having been an ordained for the Church of England, being versed in Biblical history, it was like a journey home, as close as one can get to paradise on Earth. To walk the footsteps of Abraham, re-enact the temptations of the devil through to the stoning of the pillars, the kissing of the black stone recalling the oneness bestowed upon Adam. Prostrating before the station of Abraham brought a ineffable vividness, surrounding one in complete harmony, the harmony of the One God, the unity of the Abrahim faiths, the journey back – the journey home. The message I pray all humanity will share.

Went for Umra for the second time in my life this summer and I'm 18 in two months. I was sitting by the Ka'ba and an old Sri Lankan lady was near me. We started talking to her even though we couldn't understand each other. She was crying. She kept poking me and then pointing forwards, repeating 'bait Allah, bait Allah' - house of God, house of God. She was so, so happy to see the Ka'ba. I realised that people dream of coming here their whole LIVES and I'd had the privilege of being on my second visit before being an adult. We all speak different languages but Islam unites us all.

I felt the first strong feeling of spiritual sensation in the airplane during the ''ihram''. The first time I saw the Ka’ba I felt like I was not in Earth. Moreover, at Medina City I discovered the beauty of the natural region and the History of Mohammed. The day I left Medina, I could not stop myself crying because I had this feeling that I will be back in reality, far from that paradise on Earth. I will never forget this amazing experience where millions of people from everywhere share the same feelings, passion and solidarity.

I thank God for helping me to make the journey to Hajj in 2011. Before my journey I heard lots and lots of different stories from people who had visited, some good some scary, but I can honestly say that my experience was similar but different to other people. I believe I was spiritually awakened by the mesmerising cites of Mecca and Medina, yet so peaceful but at the same time so powerful. the first time my I set my eyes on the Holy Ka’ba, it was like an out of body experience ,was I really here? I was almost trying to make myself disbelieve the fact that I was standing in front of the Holy Ka’ba, this was something I only heard stories about and had only seen pictures of and then suddenly I was inside the picture, Something that was always imaginary is now real.

Nothing could prepare us for our first sight of the Ka'ba, and it's very difficult to articulate our response. No-one had mentioned the bats and swallows performing their own tawaf (circambulation) in the sky high above the pilgrims, the endless arches and pillars hammering out in all directions from the central courtyard, the sensation that all of us there, wrapped in our white shrouds, had died together. The look on everyone's face summarised the truth of Islam; that, in our view, deep spiritual peace is only achieved by complete personal submission to an other-worldly force which we call God, or Allah. A surreal and incredible experience that I wish everyone could see, so well done to the British Museum for taking on this task and helping to convey some of this amazing event.

On our way to Mina, the coach stopped on the bridge overlooking Mina. The blazing heat, the swathes of people, all in dazzling white, from all corners of the world standing by the flags of their respective countries...breathtaking…almost overwhelming. A shiver went down my spine as I imagined a chillingly similar scenario on the Day of Judgement, when each person will also stand with their nation in extreme fear and anxiety about the imminent scrutinisation of their deeds while on Earth by their Lord, the Most Powerful. The One that many of them had even denied existed. Waiting to hear their final fate. That, for me was the moment of clarity. The moment I finally realised why I and millions before me had actually made this incredible journey; to achieve the ultimate achievement of gaining Allah's Pleasure, to repent and seek His forgiveness for our deeds.

The most vivid memory I have is arriving at Mina for the five days of Hajj. We slept in our tent to awake the next morning to see the spectacle of all the surrounding mountains having changed from a baron burnt landscape to a sheet of white. Hundreds of thousands of people had set up tents. Mina had come to life again for five days and nights.

I was blessed to perform Hajj in November 2010. It was a very humbling and emotional journey all the way. When I arrived in Makkah and first saw the Ka’ba, I was stunned; I could scarcely believe I was finally standing there, after longing for so many years to see the holy places. The sheer numbers of people were like no other crowd I have ever seen or experienced before or since, but when I walked around the Ka’ba it was just me and Him. I feel like I left a part of my heart there. I want to go back again and again...

The first time I saw the Ka'ba was the most warm experience I have ever had. I felt like something was hugging me and that I was standing in front of a picture. I then performed my Umra, on by birthday, I felt like it was a sign from God to tell me everything was going to be okay.

Most vivid memory of Hajj for me was when the call to prayer was made and millions of people gathered side to side to face Ka’ba. There was complete and utter silence the only sound that could be felt was of bodies moving in synchronisation. I still get choked when I think about it.

Hajj is a challenging privilege and definitely a special experience! The requirements of Hajj has to be completed within a fixed time constraint. Our journey started from London our home direct flight to Medina. Our Hajj expedition started from Medina, we embarked via coach on 2nd Nov 2011, and at the Meeqat with Umrah/Hajj intention, and with a couple of days interval before Dull Hajj Nov 2011. It was eventful in Al Azziza apartment with prayers and preparations and coach transfer to Mina camp followed by Arafat, Muzdalifah, Jamraat/ stoning and momentously by Tawaf al Ifada and finally Tawaf al Wida. Locations in the Holy Land, specifically in Mecca and of course Medina Mosques were heavenly and being among 2.5 million Hajjis offering our devotion to the Almighty Allah of course with my mother who is visual impaired and brother was a honour.

The Best Place On Earth, for every Muslim journey of a life time. Medina again the best place on Earth. The best experience I had in my life. It's a must go.

It is terrifically indescribable.

When I went for Hajj and as soon as I enter in the Ka'ba I was in tears, speechless, and I was feeling so close to Allah we can feel in our mother's hugs...felt so pure like new born..and I just wanted to keep looking at the Ka'ba and its surroundings, it was a such nice beautiful feeling to be in such a holy place. Best time of my life.

Every Muslim dreams of going to Mecca to perform Hajj but this will never happens if your name is not in Allah's invitation list. To be invited by Allah to this holy land was indeed an honour. When my husband and I wanted to go for Hajj in 2010, all our effort to confirm the journey met dead ends but we never gave up and we believed that if our names are on the list, regardless how difficult it is, we will make the journey. Alhamdulillah, just two weeks before the Hajj, everything falls into places and we made the journey that changed our life forever. It was the most peaceful time for both of us. Alhamdulillah.

I did my Umra in 2009 and prayed for everyone who asked me to. God does answer your prayers but you do have to have faith. Remember God will only believe in you and help those who believe in him. I prayed for all the sick, the needy, the helpless, the orphaned and for those of other religions and beliefs as we are all intrinsically connected to each other. I recommend Umra before Hajj as it's not as demanding.

Praying with other Muslims of every tribe and creed from all over the world. We were all dressed in the same simple clothing, all equal in worship. There was no reference to Sunni or Shia or any other sect, sex or station. It was the Islamic brotherhood. I was blown away in humility.

It is an amazing indescribable feeling being present in the house of Allah. I was overwhelmed with emotion when I saw the Ka'ba for the first time, I could not believe that I was really there and felt like it was a dream! I felt truly blessed for being given such an opportunity! Everything felt so peaceful. I was united with my brothers and sisters from all over the world, I had never felt such a feeling of unity previous to this. Leaving Makkah was heartbreaking, only Allah knows when I will be able to go again, I just pray Allah blesses me and my family with that chance soon.

My memory of Hajj is that which is in my dreams, the one which I visit each night when I am asleep. I have not had the opportunity to visit the holy land, but inshallah with Allah's grace one day soon. Until then I have a beautiful image of the emotions and feelings to expect from the verses in the Quran and I cannot wait until that date when the Almighty calls me. Till then I shall make it compulsory to daydream at least once a day of my journey to the heart of Islam.

I went to Hajj in 2010. It was beautiful journey which cannot be described. I walked from Mina to Arafah a day before Hajj. Arafah is called the main day of Hajj. All the Muslim read ‘talbiah’. I can see a lot of people. When I was performing tawaf, a lot of other people also perform tawaf and saie. It is a most memorable journey that I cannot forget. I wish to perform Hajj or Umra again.

The moment most memorable for me out of my Umra experience, is most definitely when we were making our way from Medina to Mecca. We stopped at Al-Masjid al-Nabaw where we showered and prepared to continue our journey to Mecca. Outside the mosque there were hundreds of other pilgrims making the same journey as us, and what struck me the most was that every busload had people off all types from all around the world, but for that one moment every single one was reciting the same dua (prayer) verbatim, and as more people exited the mosque and some began to enter, the dua was never broken. I remember sitting in my father’s car completely amazed and overcome by the beauty of the dua and the beauty of witnessing these people, black, white, young and old come together for that one moment to praise and pray to their lord.

Umra has always been one of the most enlightened periods in my life. While performing Umra everyone is equal in dress, code of conduct, rituals; which promotes brotherhood and fraternity. Umra and Hajj is the essence of Islamic monotheism. The biggest lessons learnt from Hajj and Umra experiences are spirituality and sense of mind comfort.

During my Umra I was careful not to miss anything. Hence when I was to experience my menstrual cycle at the time, I was sad. Still, I entered Masjidil Haram, ready to sit and watch my husband from a distant hillside of Safa and Marwah. Suddenly, a toddler tumbled down hill amidst people walking back and forth emulating Hajar's experience. Pick her up? Someone cautioned me against it but I was afraid she may be trampled. I held her close and she smiled as my husband snapped a picture, ran over to the security office and reported the case. He showed the picture to passers by anxiously. Seemed hours until her aunt came. Verily, Allah didn’t want me to miss anything, He led me to experience the anxiousness of Hajar with an abandoned child. What a lesson of trust and love!

I went in 1996 with my parents. My father and I went up to a hill in the outskirt of Mecca where every night prophet Muhammad meditated in a small cave called 'Hira' before he received the first chapter in the Koran. The experience humbled me. Furthermore, in the Haram and Nabawi mosques I was moved by the sheer number of people from every race who were equal in front of Allah. Hajj has taught me the universal message of Islam. We might not speak the same language but understood each other having said 'salaam' to one another.

It was very hard for me to leave my two young children (the youngest 10 months old) with my mum to be able to perform Hajj but it was really worth it. Before you see the Ka’ba you notice the huge influx of people coming from all over the world which you feel that it will never end. And the Ka’ba is a cuboid form you will see in 3-D, amazing! Overwhelming, when you do tawaf for me it is comparable to neutron and electron anticlockwise which can have lots of meaning. Hajj is a beautiful experience also best to perform while you are young.

I completed my Hajj pilgrimage in 2010. No one can imagine the overwhelming feeling you feel when you see the Ka'ba for the first time. You forget any hardship you endured during the journey there and feel like the only person physically there. The thousands that circumbulate the Ka'ba do it in such military precision that no would ever believe unless you see it action. If you look down from the top floor of the Ka'ba the pilgrims look like ants. Its the duty of every Muslim to complete the Hajj pilgrimage, but it is by the grace of Allah's invitation that we are able to do so. Allahu Akbar.

I was in Mecca and had still to complete my tawafs (going round the Ka’ba) but had been hit by a fever. I spoke with a rep who took me to a restaurant above a hotel. My own hotel was on the outskirts. In the restaurant there was a mattress in the corner and he told me to catch some sleep. So there I lay between some chairs and tables in darkness sweating, thinking I'm not going to be able to complete my Hajj. Normally in the UK I'd be off work over a week with a fever like this. But then I lifted myself off the ground walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and said 'Muhammad you can do this, you can do this', I headed straight the mosque and a few hours later my tawafs were completed. The feeling I got was unbelievable…

The most vivid memory I have of my Hajj in 2011 was the Day of ‘Arafah. It is the ninth day of Dhuh-ul-Hijjah, the day Muslims believe God will answer all prayers. The pilgrims stand before God, beg for forgiveness and make sincere supplications for whatever their hearts desire on this day. God’s closeness is tangible and hope fills the air. I will never forget the incredible scene of millions of Muslims crying from atop the Mount of Mercy to private corners in the insides of covered tents. All with hands wide up in the air, surrendering their weakest selves before God. I learned on this day that all humans from whatever backgrounds are weak, fragile and desperate for God’s forgiveness and acceptance. My deepest heartfelt prayers were being uttered next to thousands of others. It was truly the most spiritual and humbling experience I’ve ever had in my life.

Ka’ba is not only the symbol of the Unity of Allah but also that of all mankind. I went for Hajj last year. It was an experience out of heaven. Most exciting part was to look at Ka’ba for the first time. Soul started melting and tears started flowing immediately. I could not believe that I was taking a spiritual birth exactly on the same day when I was physically born. I used that moment to pray for family, friends & all mankind. Second most exciting part was to see people of almost all the races circumambulating around Ka’ba. That is where the unity of all mankind begins and ends. Hajj is really a life changing event which really humbles you. After that you embark on a journey of spiritual awakening. Hajj puts a tremendous responsibility on you towards your family and the rest of the mankind.

I was about 19 years old when I performed Haj in 2002. To this day it was the most profound experience I have ever had. The moment I set foot in Mecca, I felt a certain calmness and humility that I have never felt before. Only during this pilgrimage can you feel that you are a part of the world, mixing with people from different countries and backgrounds. Here, you can truly see, hear and feel the miracles of Allah. It was not only a spiritual journey, Hajj also helped me realise my true strength and potential as a human being.

I was 12 when I performed Hajj and I still have profound memories of the place. There was serenity, love and peace. My most profound memory is of the birds that were chirping and hovering over the Ka'ba. It was as though they could also feel the peace. I don't know if the birds are still there. I would like to visit again some day. Saying goodbye was very difficult even at that young age.

My most vivid memory of Hajj is in 2001. Me and my mother were stood on the plain of Arafah with almost three million other human beings. From all different continents, different colours, languages, cultures, shapes and sizes, rich and poor. All there for one reason – to seek forgiveness and to seek the pleasure of Allah. All the men dressed in two plain white pieces of cloth. Totally amazing, spiritually uplifting, undeniably unforgettable. Gives me goose bumps just thinking about. Allahu Akbar - God is Great.

How Allah (God Almighty) humbles a person. We arrived and slept (at first) in hotel beds. We then moved to Azziziyah (just outside of Mecca), where we slept sharing rooms with up to 10 people. The days of Hajj began. Arrived at Mina, and slept in tents of up to 50 people, on simple mattresses. Finally, we ended up in Muzdhalifa, where we slept on the floor, in the street, with thousands of others. It brought sharply into perspective, the way in which millions of people have to live. Unforgettable. I had been writing a 'list' of supplications and prayers to recite on the day of Arafat. Kept it safe for weeks and throughout the journey. The day of Arafat finally arrives... and I lose my list. My Sheikh tells me don't worry about lists – when you begin asking, the words will come from your heart. Any they did.

People helping their brothers and sisters in faith. I was helped by so many: a stranger keeping space clear for me to pray within Hijr Ismail; a stranger lifting me to touch the door of the Ka’ba because I was too short; a stranger helping me to touch the sacred black stone; an elderly stranger I helped to circle the Ka’ba – he held my shoulder tight for support; a sick stranger I helped out of the crowd when they fainted; the strangers we took back to our hotel when they lost their groups and gave our beds and helped them find their groups again. The coming together of all races and classes, all dressed in white, all seeking the pleasure of Allah, it overwhelms and makes me cry every time I recall it. Hajj 2011.

Setting out from London, I couldn't imagine what the sites and rites of Hajj would be like to actually participate in. Once there, I was amazed to be amongst historical landmarks that I had learnt about growing up. I was delighted to be able to engage and communicate with so many other Muslims, though not verbally, but spiritually and through the medium of worship. If nothing else, I smiled a lot more at people as, in Islam, even smiling at another is charity. It was a humbling experience to be amongst so many others, all there for the same purpose, from so many different backgrounds, yet with the same belief.

As a British Asian Muslim I was praying between a Vietnamese and Sudanese Muslim, and I thought; this is Islam. Varying languages, cultures, norms, values and traditions but all united in the same belief.

The first time you walk into Masjid al-Haram in Mecca, the feeling is unforgettable. You walk through the masjid and you head to the Ka’ba and you see it for the first time. There is a feeling of calm and warmth that flows through your body

My first steps in towards the Ka'ba felt as if I had found myself all over again. The most amazing moment was touching the Ka'ba itself whilst tears flooded down my face. Tears of happiness and joy. I asked Allah to forgive my sins and prayed for all my family and the Ummah. There is no feeling that can compare and there is truly no place on this Earth that compares to the beauty and magnitude of inner peace felt when in this amazing place. I am truly blessed to have performed Umra and pray to be lucky enough to go again!

On my last day in Mecca, I went to the Holy Mosque to bid goodbye. As I stood in front of this vast symbol of truth, my eyes flowed with tears and my heart poured out its true feelings. I raised my hands to beg Allah to bring me here again as soon as possible. Slowly I dragged myself away walking backwards until I could no longer view the Ka’ba. As I turned to go I saw a man dressed smartly in a suit. However what struck me was his actions. He stood crying openly and waving so tenderly my heart felt it would burst with the feeling of unity. He was totally unaware of his surroundings as he stood and waved at the Ka'ba with such love like a parent would to a child. This is an image I will always cherish and sums up everything about this journey.

For me the most memorable moment during my first trip was when I completed the final Ramee, the symbolic pelting, I felt as though my soul had transcended above all the gathered people and was shouting "I AM A HAJI." My eyes filled with tears as I thought of those before me and those to come who would yearn for this honour and would leave the world without achieving this amazing experience.

I wish I could confine my experience to a mere few words, but I cannot. When my eyes fell upon the Ka'ba, my heart trembled out of love for the One Lord, the One Creator, Who has no partner. It was a moment when all my worries ceased to exist. O how my heart yearns to be in al-Haram again to stand in Salaah, a time when the entire city pauses to pray in solitude to One God. The fragrance of the Attar and the beauty of the masses circulating in unison, the subtle breeze comforting my teary face. The mountains of Makkah and Madinah stand witness to the devotion of these pilgrims and a sense of nostalgia overcomes you.

My first thought on arrival was the pleasure to see that all men and women were together and everyone dressed equally, so you could not tell who was rich or poor. They take great care of the disabled and the aged. I was amazed to see the number of people all moving as one, holding the sense of peace and tranquility that the place imbibes.

Umra for me is an unforgettable experience in my life. The most peaceful moment which I have cherished is indescribable. I met a lady who sat next to me who said money does not bring you to this place, it’s because your Karam (good deeds) that we are here. I have reflected on these words ever since and thank Allah for giving me the opportunity to perform Umra.

I had performed my Hajj in 2009 with my Mom. Our was on our way to perform Umra and I was obviously thinking about the Ka’ba and seeing it for the first time in front of my eyes. I closed my eyes and it was night time and when I reached near to ''Mataf'' I opened my eyes and when I saw the Ka’ba in front of me, my brain stopped working and I was so surprised to see all that true beauty of Allah's house. My tears did not stop that time and everyone there had the same feeling as me and that was my life's unforgettable moment.....I wanna be there every year.

My very first trip to umra was last year with my family. Initially I was very reluctant to go. I had heard the most compelling of stories from people who had visited but was still not convinced. The reality of the journey hit me when I first set eyes on the Holy Ka’ba and was completely mesmerized! No I'm not just saying it, but I felt the existence of the Ka’ba in every inch of my body. I was overpowered by a structure so simple yet so beautiful. I would love to go again and again.

My earliest memories are of my first Hajj when I was three years old – it was 1997, the year there was a tent fire in Mina. I can still remember the fire and panic but what I remember even more clearly is people smiling at me and calling me 'Hajjah Sagiraah' - ''Little Hajji'. So many different people, different skin, different languages but united by just one belief and all disagreements are forgotten - It's what I call peace.

The most memorable moment for me was Umra (the lesser Hajj). I remember entering the precincts of the haram and removing my shoes, almost clashing with those running between safa and marwah, turning down the corridors of grounds outside the Ka'aba. My eyes fixated on what was the centre of my worship. I watched the crowds...waiting for the moment, and when it came, I was choked. It felt like time had stopped. Emotions and tears unexpectedly revealed themselves at a moment that was almost magical and at the same time surreal. The Ka'ba is not worshipped by the Muslims, but rather it is the direction of our prayers. Before now, the Ka'ba was no more than a place of direction, but I realise its undoubting legacy of Abraham and the Prophets in their mission in preaching the Oneness of God, a mission that is my life's purpose and joy.

It was 26/03/10 when I first came to Saudi Arabia and went for my first ever Umra in May 2010. When I reached there, a certain wish came to my heart that I could stand right there in front of Ka’ba and it would start raining. Sometimes when they show live on TV there was rain. I became so jealous that why I am not there. Time moved on and my wish was buried in my heart until Hajj 2010 in November right after we arrived back from Mina performing Hajj. I finished my last tawaf around Ka’ba and suddenly calling were offered for asar prayers and who knew what will happen in next 5 minutes right there in front of the Holy Ka'ba after first rakha in seconds sound of thunders and lighting and as skies just opened there doors it rained very heavily and i stood there as long as I could.

Hajj stories for me is that dream come true. All I can say for the moment is that in some of my dreams I hear adhan (call to prayer) and sometimes I wake up hearing adhan even seconds before it’s time for me to go to the mosque

Umra for me was one of the best experiences of my life, and seeing the Ka'ba just made it that much better. When you see the Ka'ba in pictures, you’re blinded by the beauty of it. When you see it, you can feel the power of it, and it just strengthens your belief in Allah, and standing where the prophet stood with his beloved companions is just the biggest honour of my life because you think back to the time of the prophets and you feel content. Because everyone around you is equal, dressed in white, people of all different colours and races all together, is just beautiful.

The last time I visited the city of Makkah was in 2005 with my family when I used to live in Dubai. The experience was amazing, especially the drive from the UAE through Saudi Arabia. When you enter the mosque, it is said that as soon as one sees the face of the Ka’ba, one should make a dua (supplication) and that would be accepted. But the walk through the mosque, with over a thousand worshippers around you and the beautiful smell of Bakhoor spilling through the corridors of the mosque is so intense that one forgets. But then you see it, the famous square building, draped in a beautifully adorned black cloth with Arabic writing in gold. That is the most beautiful and the most emotional sight for a Muslim.

It was summer of 2004, Makkah, Ramadan, last 10 days, and we had just prayed Friday prayer. As you can imagine it was extremely packed and scorching hot. Forty five minutes passed and still me and my (young) uncle couldn't even enter the two million capacity 'Haram'. We ended up sneaking in via the ladies section and performed an Umra that took about 4 to 5 hours. The entire central area was dedicated to tawaaf (circumnavigation of the Ka’ba.) I've had easier Umras, some during the early hours of the night were beautifully serene and tranquil, taking 90 minutes. They are all so amazingly memorable.

My most vivid memory of Hajj is seeing the Ka’ba for the first time. You walk through the white marble of the sacred mosque and you see the house of God beyond the arches. The imposing black covered with gold inscriptions against the stark clear blue sky is an image I will never forget. You stand there amazed.

What an experience…No words can ever describe how it feel to see the Ka'ba. Every step I took was special knowing the fact that our Prophet Muhammad trod this exact same path some 1400 years ago and I was a step closer to my Lord. Even to this day when I think about it I have tears in my eyes. The thing that sticks to my mind is when my brother held my hand and said to keep my eyes on the ground as I walked through the mosque I could feel my whole body wanting to look up and the tension building up…then came to a stop and looked up….what a sight! I could only stand there frozen, did not even realise tears were flowing down my cheeks. I pray to my lord that he never stops his invitation to me and takes me there again and again

My most memorable moment of Hajj 2010 was on the 12th of Dhul-Hijjah at the time of Asr prayer when a rare thunderstorm came in the Saudi desert. I was praying in Masjid al-Haram at the time and I distinctly remember thinking this rain was symbolic that Hajj is a means of cleansing one's sins. What I enjoyed most was being able to offer prayer with Muslims from all over the world within sight of the Ka’ba. When I first became a Muslim I had psychological difficulty in being the only Caucasian Muslim in the mosque, but during Hajj I felt completely welcome and at peace with my fellow Hajjis. I felt like I was one of the colors of the rainbow and that I was exactly where I belonged.

Until one actually sees the Ka'ba with his own eyes, one cannot appreciate how beautiful it is. When the wind blows the kiswah covering, the radiance and magnificence of the House of Ibrahim hits you. Just amazing!

My most vivid memory of Hajj is of my arrival in Jeddah. Having gone through the chaotic airport we boarded a bus from the wrong place and found ourselves sharing a bus with a 50+ group of pilgrims from Myanmar of all places. We asked where they were from. They asked where we were from. At that moment came an indescribable feeling of mutual respect, honour and happiness. Respect towards fellow Muslims also about to embark on the same journey. Honour to have met other Muslims from the other side of the world and from a country we hardly know or hear anything about. Happiness in the realisation that Islam is indeed a global religion.

My story is about Hajj's power to unite people. It was 2am and my wife and I had just completed the Umra the day prior to the Hajj in 2010. I was speaking with my wife (in English) when a man turned to me and asked my nationality. I replied "I'm American," and he smiled and said, "I am Irani. Here, this is for you," and handed me a pen with the country of Iran's name inscribed on it. I thanked him as we exchanged smiles, knowing that although our governments have yet to work out their differences, here in Makkah, we were brothers united in our worship of the One God, at peace. This is the power of Hajj: the ability to unite all mankind.

Having been on Umra many times in my youth, there was one particular memory that has stuck with me forever. My most vivid memory was during my stay in Madina in the blessed Prophet's mosque, sitting and praying the Quran in front of the immaculate green dome after Zuhr prayer in 45 degrees centigrade heat. Suddenly we were blessed with a shower of rain and the shared delight and emotions on all who felt the sacredness. Can't forget the feeling!

I went for Umra in the winter of 2004. I was living in Oman at the time. I'd heard from friends who'd been and told me how overwhelmed they felt. One of them in fact had burst into tears when she first saw the Ka'ba! I wasn't quite sure what to expect. I was excited about the journey. Nothing prepared me for the almost shattering silence and peace. I remember walking around the Ka'ba, touching a corner of it. I remember thinking how could it be so quiet when I'm surrounded by so many people. I heard whispered prayers. I saw eyes turned upward in unspoken prayers. I didn't care much for the commercialization around the shrine. But this is expected of any place of pilgrimage I think. What has remained with me is that surreal silence. There is an ethereal quality to the place that transcends everything. The faith of millions maybe?

Most of the memories from my religio-spiritual experiences in and around God's house are deep, bringing a lump in my throat. The most vivid and impactful memory is when I saw such a huge number of people for the first time, all these people from different cultures, colours, national and ethnically diverse backgrounds chanting the same religious prayers in a common fashion. True diversity in unison, a global united nations, all for one purpose, in one place, seeking forgiveness and eternal blessings from the Creator of universe.

The place is surely blessed. Until you are there you just cannot comprehend the shear greatness of the Prophet Muhammed. Life as we know it fades into oblivion when you are there. The feeling of serenity is overwhelming. This was for me when I believed in miracles. Millions of people with one purpose and that is the worship of the Almighty. It creates the most tranquil ambiance. This is a piece of HEAVEN on EARTH.

I've been to Umra twice as a little girl – and twice I got lost in the sea of black and white robes hat rendered every pilgrim as equal and the same: the characteristics that normally differentiate us: heritage, patterns, symbolism, social class, culture, does not exist in Hajj. I grabbed hold of what I thought was my mother's clothing to find that it belonged to a stranger. In my desperation and panic, I saw my father’s face hundreds of times in the moving mass of the devout. To this day, I still feel the wave of nausea at the sheer impossibility of finding my parents in the heart of Islam, where master and servant, strong and weak, poor and rich, East and West are indistinguishable. Lessons learnt: 1. Never lose sight of your parents. 2. We are all but the same: Mankind.

The first time I did my Hajj in 1990 is one of my best moments in my life. I felt so content with the amazing sight of the House of Allah, which was covered with specially-made attire. I could not simply move my eyes from the beauty of the House. The true experiences of Hajj made me more connected to Ibrahim and his descendent, and thereby to broaden the sense of brotherhood with everyone who is in love and connected with Ibrahim. Millions of people are making their best efforts to come closer to Allah. This is the place that never makes people bored of it. The more you stay there, the more you feel deeply about it. I wish if I could visit it every year.

I remember when I first stepped into the Harram (the holy mosque) and remember it being so bright and white. And then laying eyes on the Ka'ba, hardly anyone was there allowing us to easily complete a tawaf (round) and easily touch it. After that whenever we went it was always packed – the first time felt so surreal after that I'm positive divine intervention played a role.

One evening in Mecca I had a yearning for a burger. So off I went through the thick crowds. As I struggled through I felt a pull on my pocket, I put my hand down but it was too late - my wallet was gone with all my cash and credit cards. The next day, feeling sorry for myself, I went to the lost property office and queued up, only to be told I was in the wrong line; I started to complain and the police officer asked where I was from, then what football team I supported. He invited me in for tea, then said "Allah made you lose your wallet so you could kiss the Black Stone." A policeman took me by the hand and lead me through the crowds to the Kaaba, he shielded me from the masses and I kissed the blessed stone twice. Alhamdulillah.

I went to Umra with my family this summer. It was an amazing, breathtaking experience being in such a holy place. There's a feeling of safety and peace 24/7 and the actual experience of performing Umra was something totally incomparable to anything in the world. My most memorable view was my first live glance ever at Ka’ba. It was beautiful and simply perfect.

Changed my life. Whatever problems one is going through, you reach there and are reminded that there IS a purpose to this life and there IS an explanation for all the suffering and hardships. I wasn't practicing when I went, but my life can't be the same since Hajj. One moment: an elderly man had died on my lap, dressed in Ihram, content that he had made the journey and fulfilled its rites. His last prayers were being whispered, and his face turned towards the Ka'ba. He called out to Allah and proclaimed the testimony of faith. Every step I took after that moment and every breath I breathed, I tried to remember that I am blessed to be able to live any future moment of my life in worship to the One Lord, and seek His forgiveness for my failings – and I intend to keep to this promise, forever.

"Rehearsal for the life hereafter", in a nutshell, that’s what Hajj taught me. As we are so busy with our life in this world and its activities (work, career progression, study, projects, business opportunity, friends, family and so on) it’s easy to forget that we all have to leave this world one day and this day is nearer than ever before. Allah said in Quran, "Verily, We it is Who give life and cause death; and to Us is the final return". Going through Hajj and performing its rituals reminded me this very true fact that we will all leave this world but will be brought back together in the day of judgment for the final gathering. We will have nothing other than a log book and will be judged on what we have done in this life.

My most memorable moment was when early every morning at 4am when millions of pilgrims walked from their homes and hotels to the centre of the Muslim world, the sound you could hear was only of footsteps, not a sound of talking, shouting of taxis or shop keepers, absolute silence.It felt like I was flying with Angels.

After converting to Islam in 1989 at the young age of 17 I was always intrigued by the journey of Hajj. To be able to follow in the footsteps of a remarkable Prophet and recount the steps of time set out by God himself seemed incredible. We set out in 2004 and endured a long arduous journey that only added to the senses. I crumbled at the sight of the Ka’ba and stood for sometime pausing to reflect on this centre point of one of the greatest faiths at its achievements. To recall that exact moment is inspiring, as was the day of Arafat, which to me was the best day of my life, to see all colours and cultures together stood side by side to worship God was the most powerful vision I will take with me to the day I die.

I will never forget the strange sense of belonging, a mutual tie and common goal with everyone surrounding you – regardless of the fact you do not understand one another. A simple 'Assalam u alaikum' and a smile speak volumes. Everyone sharing a purpose, to attain the pleasure of the Lord of all of us......such beautiful moments will remain with me forever!!!

I just remember thinking wow! How big the Ka’ba was. My twins were 21 months at the time and we all did Umra. It was a great feeling.

When I saw the Ka’ba for the first time, I remember vividly feeling so overwhelmed with amazement and almost disbelief that I was really there. I felt so light and free from the trappings of this world and that in this moment I'm closer to Allah and this is everything to me. So many people arriving around me were crying as they gazed at the Ka’ba and I just knew that they have the same connection and feel this incredible peace too.

Born of Italian and Bangladeshi parents, my upbringing was varied and interesting to say the least. Little did I know my path would take me to Makkah. I heard of the “calling” when I was young but never believed in it would happen. My Umra calling came June 2011. Inside the Mosque I was frantically using my eyes, what I willed my body to do, I kept asking myself where is the Ka’ba, where is it? I edged forward, I began to feel warm but a strange coolness enveloped my body despite the heat, there the sight that I had dreamed of but never thought I would see was in my view. My breath stopped for a second, my heart stopped beating, my throat became dry, there was no thirst, I prayed towards this since I could understand the words La-Ilaha-Illaal-lahu. There was my calling, there was my Islam… Alhamdulillah.

I still remember my first sight of the Ka’ba as if it was yesterday. We stepped into Masjid al-Haram trying to find a space for ourselves and my wife said to me “Look! It’s the ka’ba!” I turned around and was mesmerised by the structure whose purpose is to unify Muslims in prayer towards one direction. I was truly humbled to see the mass gathering of people united in worship irrespective of their status, race and nationality. They were adorned in simple white clothes worshipping the One Lord who created you and me. This unity is what I have tried to depict in my painting called ‘United for His sake’.

My little miracle was at Arafat. I was in a tent with some of the women from my group from Ireland. The food had arrived, Alhamdu Lillah (thank Allah), but it lacked flavour. I found a small sachet of salt in my purse, I shook some on my food and passed it to the sister next to me. It went to 5 or 6 other women (who happened to be Arabs and the Arabs like salt) who all took some but it was returned to me still half full. Subhan Allah (Glory to Allah). There were other miraculous things but this stood out because it included other people.

I told a Muslim lady (an Afro-Caribbean convert to Islam) that I was going for the Haj and her reply surprised me. “Insha Allah (God willing),” she said, “I'll see you there.” “Insha Allah,” I replied, and thought no more of it. We arrived in the Grand Mosque in Makkah that overflowing, tens and thousands of people in a sea of white. My friend and I found a gap in a row of fellow hujjaj where we stood to perform our prayers which ended in a seated position, when you turned your head to the right in a greeting of salaam (peace) and then to the left. My second salaam brought something totally unexpected. There, on my left, was the Caribbean sister, sitting and smiling without a hint of surprise. “Assalamu alaykum,” she said. “It's good to see you!” Masha Allah. As God has willed.

First of all it was the best thing that happened in my life, the vivid moment. When we went to throwing the gravels , I could not believe my eyes, all these people, massive number, move towards one direction, doing exact actions and men wearing white. Top of that without any specific community teams or the colour of the skin and we whisper to Allah, the pilgrims voice was stunning.

From the moment you make the intention to perform Hajj you start making preparations to take on this spiritual journey. During the Hajj you are constantly striving to please and thank the Almighty Allah for his invitation. The memories sustain you for the rest of your life. The imprints of your experience is always fresh in your mind and heart.

Seeing an elderly man with one leg and two crutches, very slowly doing tawaaf (circumambulation) around the Ka’ba on the roof. One circuit on the roof is about one kilometre so multiplied by seven he walked seven kilometres on his own (without any family, friends or helpers) and didn’t give up To see the determination and willpower of some people at a time when hardships can easily cause people to slack, get complacent or give up altogether. Seeing this man was an inspiration for me throughout the whole Hajj.

My most memorable moment was when I just happened to sit on some steps looking out to the Ka'aba... there were thousands of people from all over the world circumambulating this sacred structure at the centre of the Earth, all there for a common purpose of praising God, yet each engaged in private reflection oblivious of any other. Every few minutes, with a new group of people there was a fresh burst of energy. It suddenly hit me, like never before, that these people, I, had ‘literally’ followed in the footsteps of the beloved Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him) - he trod this exact same path some 1400 years ago declaring the oneness of God and I was doing it now – the message as pure now as it was when delivered. God bless his perfect Messenger.

It was my last few days in Mecca which are the most vivid because of the wonderful time I had spent in Mecca. Each night I saw the holy mosque where the sacred Ka'ba is built embrace its guests, each arch and doorway filled with people, families and nations alike. It was one night when the mosque seemed so full, it felt as if the whole world was present. I remember looking around, everyone mesmerised by a small black box, the Ka'ba. The gold architecture or the big green clock, built to impress, was forgotten - all eyes focused on the Ka'ba. Whether praying or circumbulating, each of the guests had a common goal, a purpose, our souls united, praising our Lord. I sat infront of the Ka'ba, transfixed, I was witnessing an out of this world experience, me, you...us.

During our night journey to Mina via a coach, I felt so agitated and nauseous as I normally do whilst travelling for a long period of time. However, this particular time I really felt that my patience was running low. I was thinking, 'How long can I go on for?' The windows were open on the coach as we drove passed a huge truck, a strong and very unpleasant smell got to me. The passengers were excited to point out the sheep tightly packed together ready to be slaughtered for Hajj. I was at the end of my tether. My mother proclaimed to the passengers to close the windows as I was on the verge of vomiting. I then looked out to see so many tents, realising we were in Mina. I saw a banner which read 'Welcome to the guests of the Most Merciful'. I was overwhelmed with absolute joy!

I could not have asked for a better Umra experience during my time there. Once inside, I felt a sense of unity and equality similarly to how Malcolm X felt during his pilgrimage. You can try to imagine it many times, what it will feel like, but nothing compares, when you find yourself amongst some of the most diverse people from all walks of life all praising God together. Describing how I felt throughout is most difficult. For the first time I wasn't thinking about anything or anyone. The thoughts of how God had granted me this blessed opportunity filled me with emotions. Within the Haram, I felt a surge of energy as I conversed with my lord asking him to forgive me.

I went hajj last week and it was the best experience of my life.

It was on the evening of Eid Ul Adha, I had performed all the rites of Hajj in one day (about 10 miles of walking). This unfortunately didn't do my feet any good and I had really bad blisters. As I struggled back on foot to the Mina camp site, a brother (a stranger who I had never met) walked past me and could see I was in a lot of pain so decided to take his (what looked like a brand new pair) of trainers off and give them to me. The generosity and compassion my fellow Hajjis showed was beyond anything I had ever experienced. This is one of many instances of virtuous actions I witnessed. What a different world we would live if we all lived accordingly.

The most vivid memory for me was the stay at the plains of Arafah. It was a magical experience where you could feel the absolute presence of the Almighty. Small requests on parched lips felt like they were immediately accepted. I've come back with a renewed security and conviction in prayers. The feeling of standing in the heat and praying with millions of others was an overwhelming experience that words alone cannot express! Hajj 2011

I was privileged to make the Hajj of 2011. The moment you enter the Harem Mosque and first lay eyes on the Ka’ba feels like the day you are truly born of life, your soul, heart and eyes soften and ease to the glorious sight. It’s incredible, so many Muslim around the globe pray towards and visualise this point before ever making the journey, now I have returned home I think it is testament to the faith.

The plains of Arafah are like stepping into another world. Being there is an opportunity to leave behind the world as we know it and retreat into your own personal space. A zone of solitude and reflection and, ultimately, remembrance and resolution.

I remember arriving at Mina, seeing thousands of white tents beyond my sight. It was incredible knowing that millions of people were coming in from all around the world, and would be camped here in between these mountains in the tents for the worship of Allah. Then it began to rain, and this was an experience I'll never forget!

The highlight of my Hajj was to walk with millions of people wearing the same piece of simple cloth, saying same words here I am at thy service oh Lord, here I am, submitting ourselves to Allah. It was very uplifting to be united with people from all walks of life from all over the world as one umah (community) all for the sake of God Almighty. That sudden feeling of Joy once I completed all rituals of Hajj gave me the feeling I was reborn clean of sins and hoping that my Hajj has been accepted.

Seeing the Ka’ba all dressed up and welcoming you like a host waiting for his guests, gleaming, calling me like a shy bride all ornate and beautiful in black, as if He was beckoning for me to acknowledge its presence. Making me feel like, He is waiting and wanting me to come and be forgiven for all the sins, like a child running to his mother and the mother saying "don't worry I still love you and I will forgive you". Walking closer to it and finally, I put my head on the walls of the Ka’ba, feels like the furthest I could go to knock on His door, feels like there is no other destination that requires traveling. The final most peaceful point ever. Like a baby in a mothers arm, embraced by all the love and joy and feeling of being welcome to His presence, to His home.

I performed the Hajj in 2007. The most amazing moment (obviously after the first sight of the Holy Ka’ba) was when we were going to the Jamarat for the (metaphorical) stoning of the devil. Everyone was walking in the same direction, on the same day and the same time for the stoning, reading the Takbir (Allah is great). As we approached the proximity of the stoning pillars, for a split second I looked back and I was speechless. I saw a flood of people as far as I could see, walking in unison, chanting the Takbir in chorus. The Takbir was resounding in the air from every possible direction. For a moment it felt like I was standing on the day of judgement with the whole of Humanity to be judged in front of Allah.

I went for my Umra last year( 2010). It was my first time to Madinah and Mecca. It’s really emotional and upsetting…it’s very hard to describe, while looking at the Ka’ba. I hope Allah will give an opportunity to come again to be a guest of Allah for my Hajj. I am still learning to be a good Muslim and am grateful to be born a Muslim.

I went for Umra when I was 10, which was a long time ago so I can't remember much and I didn't really understand the significance of Umra at the time. However, I remember two things clearly. One is seeing the Ka'ba for the last time before we left and feeling really sad – I actually cried, I didn't really know why but I just didn't want to leave. I also remember having some bottled water on the way home and asking my mum what is wrong with this water it tastes so horrible!! It was because I had gotten used to drinking the delicious fresh zam zam water, which they supply in abundance around the Ka’ba, I definitely miss that!

Words cannot describe the first time you see the Ka'ba. My eyes were dazed at what I was looking at. My heart instantly was filled with peace. I was amazed seeing all the different types of Muslims from all over the world united to praise Allah. Black, white, brown people standing side by side to pray. No can tell who is rich and who is poor.

Hajj for me was a rollercoaster of emotions . I felt the true sense of devotion amongst millions of Muslims from all over the world going through the Hajj rituals. People from different parts of the world, regardless of colour, ethnic backgrounds, rich or poor, gathered in the holy land strapped with white cloth (ihram) on their bodies and only Allah shall see what lies within their hearts. We seek forgiveness and may the Almighty grant us our wishes.

When we went for Umra I remember having always seenthe Ka’ba on TV and it looked beautiful but you can’t judge just how big it is until you are standing looking up at it. It was so big, I felt very small. Tthe taste of the zam zam water was amazing, it doesn’t taste the same as normal water and you can drink and drink it.

Although I've been on Umra twice before, Hajj was a totally different experience. It’s said that Madinah is benevolent and gentle, and that was true, the balmy evening/late night/early morning breeze and atmosphere is magical. Makkah is said to have a weightier atmosphere and truly Allah's presence seems magnified thousand-fold. It pulsates in the very air you breathe and is magical and awe-inspiring and you can literally taste the magic! Also the Ka’ba is magnetic and its gravitational pull on your entire being is awesome. I wished that I could just run headlong into it and stay stuck to the walls forever! There is a total peace of mind and cessation of being! The most fabulous experience of my life.

Umra in summer 2011. I was amazed to see thousands and thousands of people with the same intention. No one superior to any other. It was an overwhelming feeling. I visited the Ka’ba and from the outside it just seemed a vivid image…unreal to an extent. The intensity of knowing what I was about to see was emotional, the biggest landmark, the core and the only direction Muslims around the world unite to pray and I started crying before even stepping foot inside at gate 1 of the Ka’ba Sharif. You can’t describe the feeling that overwhelms you. Entering Mecca and Madina you can feel that big things have happened here. Loved the experience and love how so many people of different colours and backgrounds can unite to perform one of the pillars of Islam. Nothing else seems to matter.

Before, I could only see the Ka’ba from pictures but to stand before the Ka’ba in person is so superb an experience, there are no words to describe it! It’s so peaceful, calm and I felt really close to Allah. So did my first visit to Prophet’s grave where it felt so emotional to learn what he gone through to spread Islam and his sacrifices for Islam. To step my foot in the holy lands of Makkah and Madinah, it felt like home! It was a journey of a lifetime, it’s worth spending the money and my time for Hajj. I really miss being there, I wish to be given chance again to perform Hajj or Umra.

I went for Umra in 2011. I had a wonderful experience during my 2 day stay. I felt so blessed to be able to come here where other people can only dream of coming. The mosque was beautiful, so splendorous and majestic. I will never forget it....I have never felt so close to Allah and more humble than I was in Mecca. An added bonus was visiting the Prophet's mosque. I love Islam!!!

When I was in Hajj, and when I saw all these people had come for the sake of Allah .. it was an amazing feeling. Even though it’s a lot of effort you don’t feel tired...you ask Allah in Hajj and he gives you what you are asking for.

I made my Umra 7 years ago and to this day the memories send shivers down my spine. It was magical; more magical than Disneyland!! Words alone can't explain the uplifting and exhilarating feeling rippling through myself! My favourite part was when we set foot inside the Haram and my siblings and I were going to lay eyes on the Ka'ba for the first time. We kept our eyes on the ground and only when we reached the courtyard did we look up. Wow. Gobsmacked. Amazing. I could only hear the birds singing and the general hum of people praying; I'd zoned out and no word in the entire dictionary will come close to describing how I felt. Pure, pure serenity :) The overall experience is very humbling. As I'm writing this, I'm smiling.

Bismi-llahi r-ra?mani r-ra?im (In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.) Patience and Humility is how I would sum up the journey of Hajj. Being allowed, invited and able to participate in Hajj is the most humbling feeling I have ever experienced. The draw of the both the holy mosques in Makkah and Medinah is overwhelming. I saw myself trembling and crying in fear of Allah. Knowing that I have sinned, and asking for Allah's mercy. Yet longing to return again and again if the Almighty allows me to. I often dream of my experience and try to better myself as a person each day.

The first time I had the chance to get close to the Kaaba - the House of God built by Abraham and Ishmael, and among the hundreds of people crowded at the main door of the Kaaba, I just wept and wept, remembering how ungrateful to God I have been my whole life in return for His countless bounties on me. I resolved that in future I'll remember His infinite mercy on me.

Hajj is an opportunity for self-improvement and for closeness to God. It teaches patience and humility, and just being there is a great privilege. Most importantly for me, it means being present at the Heart of Islam and protected from all worldly concerns. It's an environment of the most perfect serenity.

Whatever you imagine the Hajj to be - it is bigger and better. As pilgrims’ buses bring them to Makkah they go through an emotional experience that words cannot describe. One may watch the Hajj on TV, but to get a hint of the emotive experience of Hajj one must go through the rituals and be physically present in Makkah, Mina, Muzdalifah and Arafah on those ‘appointed days’.