Inside the mind of an immigrant
Another shooting ... 'Please don't be Muslim'the thought echoes in my mindthe man was whitebut Muslims in a mosque have died.For a moment there’s reliefat least people won't blame hijabs and beardsat least when I walk down the streetI won't be feared. But as the thought sinks inand I go through the newsthe shooter wasn't … Continue reading Please don’t be muslim
I curse at myself for being born a femalein a world that caters to men. Maybe if I had the “y” chromosome, things would be easierI wouldn’t have to fight for my voice to be heardover the roaring of a man’s. My words wouldn’t lose their meaning as soon as they slip out of my … Continue reading I curse myself
I didn’t know that even with so many words, I would lose my voicehow did I become so silent when loving you was a choice?I thought you’d help me heal, but the wound was so deepthat when I opened myself to you, I drowned deeper in this seaI didn’t know that loving you this much … Continue reading Love and the wound
I gave you birthbut I did not give you life.You are not mine.You do not belong to me.I do not own you.You are nothing less than a miracle.A reason for me to celebrate.You are an amanat (gift) form Allah (SWT). An infinite, irreplaceable treasure that fills my soul with light every time your face crosses … Continue reading A mothers letter
It stopped hurtingwhen I put myself first.Love makes you do crazy things. It makes you vulnerable just as it makes you strong. Sometimes it makes you put yourself last and that is one of the biggest mistakes you can make. When you forget yourself just to remember someone else!Scientifically speaking when you're in love, your … Continue reading What is love?
