When the rest of the body develops a fever

It has been an emotional week, both on a personal and global level. I'm doing my best to not pore through every little detail about what exactly happened and why this past Friday in New Zealand. This is not the first time a right-wing white supremacist has killed dozens of innocent people and I hate… Continue reading When the rest of the body develops a fever

A year of running — and what it has taught me

I've consciously limited the number of times I write about running, because it's usually the same story: "I was nervous, it was either too hot or too cold, but I did it." But I think this weekend's race merits a blog post of its own. Yesterday's 10K race marks one year of Rafia Officially Running!… Continue reading A year of running — and what it has taught me

Speaking truth to power never has and never will be easy

I've long held the stance that there's a certain prototype of a Muslim you need to emulate, living in the West, if you come to prominence (whether it is actively sought or is a by-product of the work that you do). I don't want to add on to the false conceptualization of the "clash of… Continue reading Speaking truth to power never has and never will be easy

This week has been — and will most likely continue to be — a lesson in tawakkul

Confidence is attractive, I've been told by Mr. Rafia several times, especially during the times when I feel particularly unconfident (don't give me that squiggly red line, Chrome! Meriam Webster says it's a word!). As soon as you reveal to others how unconfident you are, it leaves you vulnerable... and not in a good way.… Continue reading This week has been — and will most likely continue to be — a lesson in tawakkul

Cows, zoomies, and cake – that’s all I need for my birfday!

Who would have thought that today - February 3rd, just days after a polar vortex hit the Midwest, with wind chills at 45 degrees below zero FAHRENHEIT - would be a perfect day to run a race? It's going to be sunny and 51 degrees. The only reason I even signed up for the race… Continue reading Cows, zoomies, and cake – that’s all I need for my birfday!