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Today’s Speech: Something About Islam

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Aug 9, 2016 · 5 min read

Seven minute talk, just a seven minute talk. No big deal. Salah. Praying five times a day. That’s a good topic, right? It’s simple,...

One Month In

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May 28, 2015 · 5 min read

I don’t know if you should forgive me. He doesn’t dare say it out loud, but he’s thinking it. He sits on the floor next...

A Soul’s Return

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Aug 22, 2014 · 4 min read

She walked with her legs heavy and her soul down. The air was cold and sharp and stung the inside of her nose as she took a deep breath....

Her Name was Mariam

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Jun 5, 2014 · 11 min read

It was only ever supposed to be a joke, a trick, a meager, selfish brutality that we thought would fade away just as soon as it was...

Diary of a Syrian Refugee

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Jan 18, 2014 · 9 min read

March 18, 2012 The noise of the fighting on the other side of the border has started up again, more a groaning clatter sputtering...

Not Her Cup of Tea: Part II

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May 29, 2013 · 9 min read

Continued from ‘Not Her Cup of Tea: Part I’ She was back in the rain- this time with a new purpose. She was still frowning,...

Not Her Cup of Tea: Part I

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May 26, 2013 · 6 min read

Trudging through the sodden dirt-path, the permanent frown on Amaan’s face deepened as she lost herself in thought. The mud streaked her...

Who is in Control?

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Mar 19, 2013 · 5 min read

09:46 – I wasn’t getting any closer to my destination. I was still on the bus, stuck in traffic. I had left extra early to be on time...

A Bouquet of Love

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Mar 5, 2013 · 7 min read

He gently laid the dried petals into the potpourri vase and swirled through them slightly. As the faint fragrance rose and wafted through...

The Red Agenda

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Jan 15, 2013 · 13 min read

January 7th, 4:13 a.m. “What was she saying?” Stumbling and mumbling in the dark, he searched for the door in vain, trying to locate...

Haunting Past

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Apr 4, 2012 · 10 min read

Intisar shut down her laptop, picked up her jacket and tucked a stray wisp of curly brown hair into her scarf. Picking up her bag, she...

Basket of Moonlight

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Feb 22, 2012 · 7 min read

I was no longer sure about the time of day. Not a ray of sunlight was apparent to signify the morning, nor was there a sliver of moonlight...