9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

This is an essay I first wrote a few years back in honour of my grandmother, whom I called naanami. I haven't edited this piece because I would like to keep everything intact. Today also is the first day of the new Islamic lunar year. A sobering reminder for myself first on how I would… Continue reading 9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

Encounters with strangers

I have received a hug from 5 different people I've never met before in just 2 days. It's amazing what a tiny little gesture can do. I'm not one to be overtly friendly with strangers. There's always the fear that people might be suspicious of me. When you're a visibly Muslim woman living in a… Continue reading Encounters with strangers

9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

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… Continue reading 9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother