Guess Who’s Back? I dunno. I was listening to Eminem yesterday (while working out, don’t judge!) and it seemed fitting.

So, since I can't go back to sleep after fajr (early morning prayer) and it's technically not a work day (though I did work yesterday, on a Saturday, yes!), I figured it's high time to actually blog. I could continue to re-post content, but I met a nice young lady the other day at a… Continue reading Guess Who’s Back? I dunno. I was listening to Eminem yesterday (while working out, don’t judge!) and it seemed fitting.

9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

I haven’t written in a while. I didn’t even get a chance to share this yesterday! But, this is a piece I wrote one year ago about my naanami (maternal grandmother) who passed away on 9/11/01. It’s probably one of the most emotional pieces I have ever written.

Cake & Cows

Fifteen years ago today, our world was changed forever. Though I had no personal connection to the victims or the perpetrators of that tragedy, as a Muslim woman living in America, I did not come out of the ordeal unscathed.

Thankfully, this country has made some progress – Muslim Americans finally feel empowered and safe enough to share their stories – but we have not come far enough.

The 9/11 story that I will be sharing with you today, however, won’t be adding to this narrative, at least not in the way you might think. Because despite everything that has happened – Muslim men facing surveillance simply because their beards don’t look like the one displayed on a box of “Just for Men,” or women’s headscarves being pulled off because some outsider feels the need to “liberate” them, and countless other horror stories – 9/11 doesn’t bring to my mind…

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My thoughts on Race in America

While the events that took place in Charlottesville, Virginia last weekend were - and still are - disheartening to many in this country including myself, I can't say I am all that surprised. As someone who was not born in this country, I never believed the lies that racism is a thing of the past.… Continue reading My thoughts on Race in America

What’s in a name? I don’t know, Shakespeare, you tell me!

  Sometimes I wonder whether Cake & Cows is too limiting of a blog name for me and my writing. I've created - albeit a very minuscule one - a brand for my online "presence." Most days, I like it. I am just as crazy and whimsical as the name would suggest. That dressing up… Continue reading What’s in a name? I don’t know, Shakespeare, you tell me!

I wish I were born just 10 years earlier!

If you haven't already surmised, I hate being a "millennial." I think it's an unfair lumping that I had absolutely no choice over. The rest of my siblings are not part of this Generation Y, so why am I? Really, mom and dad! REALLY? I mean, because my best friend for pretty much all thirty… Continue reading I wish I were born just 10 years earlier!