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

Hyderabad on my mind

Last night, I spoke to an adorable elderly white Methodist woman who had not only heard of Hyderabad, but had actually visited the city! Hyderabad has been on my mind quite a bit lately. First, it was the article we published in our journal examining theodicy and the Hyderabad Zakat & Charitable Trust - and… Continue reading Hyderabad on my mind

Waiting for my muse

I’m relatively new to the world of writing. Though I’ve been blogging since 2003 and have always felt an affinity for writing over, say, public speaking, I only started feeling like a writer last year. I no longer introduce myself as an aspiring writer. But I do hesitate to tell people that I even do… Continue reading Waiting for my muse

Swept from Indy to Jersey and who knows where else

As I mentioned in my last post, I attended the 3rd Annual Muslim-Jewish Women's Leadership Conference hosted by the Sisterhood of Salaam Shalom this past weekend in New Jersey. Since it was my first time in the tri-state area, I had to make a short detour to New York City (my brother being in the area facilitated this).… Continue reading Swept from Indy to Jersey and who knows where else

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