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Gaza

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Gaza

Although most of the “fighting” in Gaza is over now, the state of our brothers and sisters there is desperate. As a website on hijab, we still felt it our duty to encourage our readers to support Gaza and its innocent victims — indeed, the suffering of one part of our Ummah is the suffering […]

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May We Never Forget

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May We Never Forget

I was born and raised in Texas. My family lived in a small, but tight-knit, Muslim community. Before I hit my teen years, I had a half dozen Muslim families I called neighbors. Naturally, with such a secure environment, my friends and I had no hesitation in donning the hijaab. It was simply a part of Islam, and therefore a part of us. As a matter of fact, our mothers occasionally told us not to wear it. “You’re only six!” they would cry. “It is not fardh [obligatory] on you yet!” So much was my love for hijaab then.

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Pathway to Liberation

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Pathway to Liberation

When I recall life before the hijab, it’s as if I remember another lifetime. Although it is a time marked as reality, it is also a moment of my life where I was immersed in a false existence. The freedom I claimed, the happiness and liberation I felt from beautifying my appearance, never really penetrated through my entire being. I may have appeared to be free, but my true essence remained imprisoned by the expectations of a society where people’s approval was a shackle preventing me from living true freedom, mind, body and soul.

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Protest U.S. Georgia Judge B. Keith Rollins

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Protest U.S. Georgia Judge B. Keith Rollins

Assalamu alaikum ladies, I wanted to draw your attention to this important petition that I recently signed: “Protest U.S. Georgia Judge B. Keith Rollins” http://www.ipetitions.com/petition/JudgeRollins?e I really think this is an important cause, and I’d like to encourage you to add your signature, too. It’s free and takes less than a minute of your time. […]

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Looking Back

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Looking Back

I grew up in a tight-knit little university town where the place to chill, have fun, and learn was the Masjid. Alhamdulillah, there were many teens and twenty-year-olds for little eight-year-olds like me to look up to. I was always inspired by two particular sisters who were involved in the Masjid, in the community and who always had smiles on their faces. Most of all, I was inspired by the fact they both wore Hijab.

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