“Why her?” A pseudo-philosophical ontology

Two days ago, a young student at the school I work at was fatally struck by a school bus. She was someone from the Muslim community, though I didn't know her and had never seen her before. But I know people who knew the girl and her family. The fact that it happened right in… Continue reading “Why her?” A pseudo-philosophical ontology

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

I got 99 problems – and dishes are number one

Before I begin, I'd like to preface by adding that I dreamed I wrote this post. Well, actually, it was more along the lines of: I had just prayed fajr and wanted to go back to sleep; but in between that wanting-to-sleep and unfortunately-I'm-awake zone we all tussle with each morning, I started writing out… Continue reading I got 99 problems – and dishes are number one

Stop Asking “Why”

One of my friends was right to point out that for someone who is otherwise very open about her life, I can be quite puzzling at times when I blog. Be forewarned: this is going to be another one of those posts. God, I can be so bi-polar at times, ranging from the highest of… Continue reading Stop Asking “Why”

On the highs and lows of life and the evolution of this blog (i.e. Rafia likes to ramble)

I noticed that every time I write a positive or happy post, it is almost always followed by a melancholic one. I don't plan on this, but it ends up happening that way. But before I get into the sad stuff... For those of you who read my last post, my performance went well... I… Continue reading On the highs and lows of life and the evolution of this blog (i.e. Rafia likes to ramble)