Years ago, in the dusky Maghrib light, I sat upon my prayer mat and let myself feel the loss of shifting friendships and the empty space of my own widening perspectives. In…
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Boaba’ my paternal grandmother, is a loud, ‘like it or lump it’ kind of woman. While other elders wear somber pherans of various mothy hues, her signature pheran is a loud turquoise…
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I am being quiet. I am being quiet on Mamanushka. Quiet on my social media. Quiet while sipping my morning coffee and quiet while on my evening walks. I am being…
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Anti-black Racism and colorism within the Muslim community is a reality we cannot ignore. If you are a non-black Muslim, like us, it’s not about whether you are ‘racist’, but how…
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My Dearest Ramadan, I write to you in the stillness of the night. In the quiet darkness that eluded you and I for so many years. I with my babies and…
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As the daughter of an ordinary working class family in the Indian occupied valley of Kashmir, my wonderful and inspiring friend Maheen, worked hard to win a scholarship and come study politics…
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Sometime between the crisp promise of September and the bare leaves of November, just as the seasons changed in the way they always do, I changed too. I can’t say for certain…
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It was my birthday yesterday and despite best efforts to the contrary, this tune was in my head all day! I’m probably dating myself here but I still remember when it was…
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The first time I heard them was as a newlywed. We were meant to be stepping out for a small gathering in our honour and as a new bride, I was more…
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There is a light in my existence, a comfort I have known, from the earliest moments I could remember till this very day. A comfort I have craved, leaned upon and…