As a working class, former student, the Tories have never had a lot going for me. In 2010, I was still in school, unable to vote, but aware of the politics that could shape my future. With the Lib Dems emerging that year as a strong voice, I secretly hoped that they would win the … Continue reading Get them out! Five reasons not to vote Tory
So here we go again. A brown MALE is accused of a crime, and the media is overflowing with calls to 'ban the burqa'. Angela Merkel has said that it should be banned wherever possible in Germany, and the UK followed once again, with polls, scary tabloid headlines, and passionate debate (preferably without any veil-wearers). … Continue reading Please ask me to remove my veil.
I wake up at 4.45am, too tired to channel any excitement just yet. I am barely ever an early morning person, so made the wise decision to prepare everything the night before. I had all of my clothes, and hiking boots laid out. I had even fried and boxed up samosas and spring rolls … Continue reading Through wind and rain: The Snowdon Challenge
For two days after the Paris attacks, I was either at home, in my own area, in the car, or at university. The area in which I live is quite multicultural, with a large Muslim population, therefore I generally feel safe here, even late at night. My university is in Leicester City, with alot of … Continue reading I stopped.
The three words clung to her wherever she turned. They were taunting or endearing. Hopeful or disappointed. The first time she heard them, was from shocked, but pleased faces. They were happy for her finally leaving the teenage behind, annoyed that they had no hope of her maturing. They forgot the changes they made in … Continue reading You have changed…
When I started this blog (after so many others), I vowed to myself to blog at least once a week, and everyday when I was super motivated. But, as you can see, I've ended up posting a trickle of random posts, with minimal consistency. I go about my day with so many thoughts and ideas. … Continue reading Writer’s block.
Last year, I spent the first week of Ramadan in Istanbul. I clearly remember the moment the Adhan for Maghrib was called, announcing the start of the blessed month. There was a warm breeze, and the atmosphere suddenly burst with excitement. Car horns were honked, and the Masjid lights lit up one by one. It … Continue reading Welcome oh Ramadan…
I stood on the Birmingham bus, carrying a heavier-than-it-should-be suitcase, trying to look through the windscreen. All of the other windows were steamed up, and I didn't really know where I was. After figuring out that I had one more stop to go, the bus jolted, and instinct made me reach for the bus handle … Continue reading Thanks, man on the bus.
*night before* Please phone, come back alive overnight. I will love you and never drop you again. Okay night. 8:00 - 8:30am: Husband's phone alarm starts screaming, waking me up evilly because, unlike my phone, it doesn't know when I am in my lightest sleep. I feel kind of ill now. 8:30am: Actually get up. … Continue reading A day in my life: the day my phone decided to prematurely age and recede into a lifeless piece of metal
Dear Muslim sister To start off, I want you to know that whether you wear hijab or not, you are a beautiful woman, with the gift of Imaan. Embrace it. Love it. And understand that you have it because you are not unworthy of it. You may be made to feel at times that you … Continue reading Hijab: all or nothing?