Today, while driving past a busy traffic signal, I came across a man who forced me to put my camera down and look up- which is a big thing, considering how much hard it is for me to put that device away. We were in a hurry, an everyday story- late for the dentist appointment … Continue reading Heros – But No Capes
Today, I finally read about the Rohingya Muslims. About the atrocities committed against them. About the evilness in the world. And those barbaric Buddhist, people who wouldn't dare harm an insect, but are willing to crush the little fingers of children by running them over with a motorcycle (and yes, that has taken place. A … Continue reading When will this stop?
A small "van" attack was carried out just hours ago by a non muslim driver against Muslims praying taraweeh (a sort of prayer) in the Finsbury Park in north London. The crowd of Muslim worshipers while leaving the mosque late at night (because taraweeh take up a lot of time and effort) were run over by … Continue reading The “Van” Attack
To the One who Wronged, Remember that week before the first Ramadan, when your mother encouraged you about fasting? When your father talked about the taraweeh animatedly and your sister smiled at the mention of Iftar. And the way you, too, felt a buzz in your ears and a desire, a small, dwindled flicker perhaps, … Continue reading To the one who Wronged,