I like using the word self in the third person in reference to myself because I like to think what I write has some sort of universal appeal. I could be wrong. Or simply pretentious. Regardless, I often find myself in head spaces where I feel as if I have to decide if I stay… Continue reading Moo-sings on The Self, Diversity, & Other Things That Shall Not Be (Explicitly) Named
I just finished reading Leila Ahmed's A Border Passage last night. For those of you familiar with Leila Ahmed, you're probably thinking "Oh no!" or "Right on!" For those unfamiliar, Leila Ahmed is a controversial figure within Islamic Studies scholarship. Or maybe just with Muslims. I don't know. I honestly haven't really read too much… Continue reading On the importance of memoirs
I am lovingly drinking my morning tea as I type this post... because I finally can! (ETA: I was when I first started writing this post, anyway) I haven't been able to do this for a month (well... there was a week in between where I did, but that's a minor detail we don't need… Continue reading “Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end”
Okay, so obviously I did not have my first iftar last night. I've been fasting for close to two decades - and I have attended plenty of iftars in my lifetime. FYI: For my non-Muslim readers, "iftar" is the name of the meal Muslims eat after breaking their fast. But last night was the first… Continue reading My first iftar!