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Adventure Diary of a Muslim-American Hijabi, entry #10

you can check here Original entry on September 12, 2015   My mom and I are out buying items for the house. When we arrive to the cashier, the conversation gets interesting.   Cashier: I like what you’re wearing. Me: Thank you! Her: What do you call your outfit? Me: Uh, nothing special. Just an outfit.   I’m wearing blue jeans, a colorful shirt,… Read more →

The Unexpected Has Been Kicking My Ass… but Failing to Keep Me Down

“Wow! The craziest things always happen to you, don’t they?” She shakes her head, as if I purposely run after the crazy moments that fill my life. “Yeah, SubhanAllah. I’m just always surrounded by…” I try to think of the right word to describe what I have thought were normal occurrences. “Adventure. No wonder you’re a writer. You always have… Read more →

The Misadventures of a Lost Hijabi in Brooklyn

Seeking adventure? Love getting lost in new cities?? If you need advice or tips on “how to best get lost on the subway system and wander into shady neighborhoods only to find yourself in the boonies terrified for your life” I’m your girl! Worried that you have always had a great sense of direction? No worries! I’m here to change… Read more →

San Diegan in the City that Never Sleeps

“One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.” – Sigmund Freud “You believe you haven’t been doing well for so long? You think you won’t find anything for you here?” I knew that look. He wanted a straight answer, no appeasing him and mama about how I have been faring after grad school.… Read more →

My Father: The Strongest Man in My Life

I say this all the time, but never enough times: I love my parents. They are my number one supporters and will always be my role models and friends. I talk about my mom a lot. All my friends know my mother and have expressed to me how much they love her. Growing up, my mother was never just a… Read more →

Where Are You REALLY From?

San Diego. Born and raised. Yearning to one day experience living in other areas of the world. But, seriously, where are you REALLY from? I absolutely LOATHE this question when it comes from someone who has no purpose for asking other than to justify their notion that you’re definitely not from “around here”, also known as not looking “American”. Story… Read more →