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Narrow Windows

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Narrow Windows

Looking at me back then, no one would ever have known I was a Muslim American. Stereotypically, people would assume I was the traditional garden variety Christian. Things started to get a little suspicious when I just so happened to marry an Egyptian. Strange things began after that.

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Ya Ummi: Searching for Naseeha

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Ya Ummi: Searching for Naseeha

When a Muslim seeks naseeha, or advice, it is best to seek that advice from people of knowledge. This can include people with the knowledge of Islam, but it can also include people with knowledge of the situation you are seeking advice for and people whom you trust. So I am personally coming to you, the readers, for naseeha. Although I may have an idea on how to approach this situation, the best advice can sometimes only come from those who have actually experienced it.

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Family Fued

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Family Fued

When I went to Pakistan a couple years ago to visit family, my attire wasn’t exactly a hit. Why wasn’t I taking off my hijab inside the house (when non-Mahrams were present)? Why was I wearing a “gown”? Who did I think I was? If I really wanted to make so-and-so happy, I would take off my hijab and wear this or that. SubhanAllah. I’ve lived in a non-Muslim country my whole life and visiting a Muslim country, I had innocently assumed people would be more practicing and accepting. Sadly, I was wrong.

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The Strength of a Heart

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The Strength of a Heart

Tell me a piece of news or history – a date or a name or an event – and there are no guarantees that I will remember it. But give me a human story, a part of personal history to go with it, and I can hardly forget. So when the media began paying attention to the plight of Burma in recent years, I already knew something about the country.

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Will You Be There For Me?

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Will You Be There For Me?

A few months ago, I was walking with a sister who normally doesn’t wear hijab. We had just prayed Jumu’ah at my public school, and she had decided to keep her scarf on that day. As we walked through school to class, two things happened: people (supposedly her friends) either ignored her completely, or blatantly stared in shock. Oh yes, there were also the few odd bursts of laughter.

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