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16: Muslim, Because of Him

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16: Muslim, Because of Him

Though I have heard many times, occasionally in gruesome detail, about the struggles he went through in his life, and what he suffered, I was never able to personally relate to it. I understood it in a purely abstract sense, and without having grown up loving this man, it wasn’t immediate or natural for me to sympathize. But then it occurred to me that if not for his persistence in delivering the message, and his prayers for his Ummah, I might not be a Muslim today.

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8: To My Parents, With Love

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8: To My Parents, With Love

My father abandoned me. It was earlier this year, and it was the worst feeling ever. One day, he just decided to move on with his life without us, and he left us stranded there by ourselves, all alone. I was hurt by his abandonment. I was sad, I was depressed, I felt miserable.

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Hijab: Not Beautiful?

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Hijab: Not Beautiful?

“It’s too old-fashioned.”
“It’s too conservative.”
“It’s too long, it’ll cover my awesome top.”
“I like this short hijab style, so what if it doesn’t really cover the bosom? Fashion forward!”
“If I wear it . . . all I’ll get is stares.”

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I Cover My Head, Not My Brain

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I Cover My Head, Not My Brain

As we checked into our hotel room, the portrait on the wall grabbed my attention. There was such a phenomenal difference between myself and the girl in the portrait. With my green abaya and khimar I felt like a queen, with no one being able to judge me by my body.

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I Got It Covered.

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I Got It Covered.

All I kept thinking to myself was, I have displeased my Creator, I have wronged myself. And soon enough the tears started rolling down my face. It was actually rare for me to cry like that; my friends use to call me a “cactus” because they never saw me being emotional.

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