As Thin As A Thread By Sister CAS Rashaa stood adjusting her headscarf making sure it was neat. The line was long with passengers waiting to board. She looked around as she shuffled ahead, staring at what was left of her nails. ...

I want to write, I want to express myself without thought, I want to write my life story, my thoughts, my whims, I want to breath words, to suck in words, and to sleep words,......O Allah, guide my hands to ...

FREE- SAMI YUSUF What goes through your mind? As you sit there looking at me Well I can tell from your looks That you think I’m so oppressed But I don’t need for you to liberate me My head is not ...

This Story first appeared in the Muslim Woman Magazine, a South African print magazine Naeema’s face fell. She felt crushed. Her eldest brother Talha, gazed at her intently, his eyes a mixture of pity and concern. “I’m really very sorry ...

Experiment by A.Q.Alidost Hassan; “Is Music Haram?” Jason: “How would I know, I’m a new convert” Omar: “I’ve heard it’s haram” Tariq: “Actually, from what I’ve heard, it’s not haram.” Jason: “From what I’ve heard, cows can fly!” Silence Hassan: “ What do you mean by this, Jason?” J: ...

They were hundred in all, 83 men and 17 women to be exact. They left Mecca in under the light of stars, traveled all the way upto port on their feet, caught boats and reached ‘Habsh’ where they were greeted ...

In His Name, The Most High ---- Shall I tell you of my only visitor, my only companion? I never hated and liked someone at the same time. But, I do hate her, for that she makes me tired. But then again I like her, ...

‘The ambassador was killed’. ‘Ambassador! By whom, grandpa?’ ‘By the monarch of neighboring country himself, my child. Now kid, don’t stare me in disbelief. Actually this is how this story begins. The story of a small country; visible on the mid-eastern part ...

“Assalamu-alaikum wa rahmatullah,” said our leader as we turned our heads to the right one final time before Ramadan concluded. As I sat in the special Ramadan prayer, Tarawih, I reflected back on the blessed month of Ramadan realizing that ...

At midnight I set out with my guide, an elderly Bedouin man know as Amm Musa (or Uncle Moses). The full moon was high in the sky and lit the rocky path in front of us. Our goal was ...