When your gaze lingers over me, what are you truly seeing?

From jeans to a jilbab, I see an immense transformation.
From designer tops to hijab – sister, you are my inspiration.

Poem by guest writer Rujina Akther. London in a Headscarf Rujina Akther In front of the mirror I stood wondering if the headscarf made my head look as big as the Gherkin. But I remembered the eye of the mirror watching, the strings in my heart tightened and the rain sprinkled within me like a […]

And tomorrow, I will feel empowered, and grateful. Because I see my strength in standing up against you.

Oppression, they told her,
Oppression, they painted her,
Oppression, they labeled her –
That’s why she doesn’t do booze
Or get into the boyfriend biz.
It’s what her scarf symbolizes;
They called her oppressed.