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Lip-gloss, Eyeliner, and a Spine-Chilling Day

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Lip-gloss, Eyeliner, and a Spine-Chilling Day

The mistakes we make are sometimes the most valuable lessons we learn, as one anonymous sister shares with us. May Allah protect us and enable us to follow His guidance. I always heard growing up that Allah protects the women through the (correct) hijab. Allah keeps the women with honor, integrity, and dignity through the […]

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A Year Ago Today: The Personal Story

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A Year Ago Today: The Personal Story

A year ago today, I made the biggest decision of my life yet. A year ago today, I finally ignored all the doubts that said I couldn’t do it. A year ago today, I followed the beautiful path that my older sister took before me. A year ago today, I decided that what Allah thought of me was far more important what people think of me. A year ago today, I put on a red and yellow hijab in the morning, and didn’t take it off. A year ago today, I prepared myself for anything and everything that people would do to me. A year ago today, I prayed very hard that people wouldn’t do anything to me. A year ago today, I took a deep breath and jumped.

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Kid in a Candy Shop: Support, Knowledge and Hijab

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Kid in a Candy Shop: Support, Knowledge and Hijab

My journey of Hijab began early in life. I was 12 and in the seventh grade when I first observed full Hijab. My mother always encouraged me to cover even before that. She would say in the sweetest way ‘you are growing now, you have to start dressing more modestly; you have to start wearing Hijab. (Back then I understood Hijab to mean only the scarf.) This might seem like a very young age, but after reading later in life I found out a Muslim woman should start to observe Hijab when she hits puberty. So in fact it was the perfect age!

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I am a Hijabi.

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I am a Hijabi.

I remember when I was ten. It was the morning of Eid al-Fitr and I was sitting on the edge of my bed, tears streaming down my cheeks, just as raindrops kissed the ground outside my home. My heart was seething with anger, anger aimed at a piece of cloth that now lay rejected on my feet, and anger at the person who was forcing me to wear it. I remember looking wistfully at the mirror, tugging my hair and thinking how donning that piece of cloth would ruin the pretty outfit that embraced my body.

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Countless Blessings

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Countless Blessings

Oh Allah, how should I thank you,
for making my dreams come true.
Oh Allah, I praise You by Your every name,
for removing all the obstacles that came.
Oh Allah, thanks for Your bounty,
by giving me opportunities plenty.

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