buy generic viagra dapoxetine online My personal essay has been republished by This is Worldtown under the title, “Being Unapologetically Muslim-American and Proud,” on Tuesday, February 7th, 2017! My essay was originally published by Angels Flight ∙ literary west under the title, “Unapologetically Muslim-American and Proud,” on Friday, January 13, 2017. I am very excited that my essay now has two homes. If you didn’t get a chance to… Read more →
http://theprestwickgroup.com/blog My personal essay “Unapologetically Muslim-American and Proud,” has been published by Angels Flight ∙ literary west on Friday, January 13, 2017! I am very honored that they also chose a photo I took while living in NYC to be used as their main image. I will also be reading this essay at their event, “Wall of Resistance: A Post-Inauguration Rising Up… Read more →
diprovate plus cream price Original entry on April 15, 2016. I usually use these “diary” entries to post about personal experiences. Today, I have a story from my mama that holds a wonderful reminder. As I’m driving to work early this morning, I get a call from my mom. I was surprised she called because she left the house before me to attend a… Read more →
My personal essay has been republished by Everyday Feminism under the title, “I was 13 and Wear a Hijab – I Didn’t Expect My Teacher to Be Afraid of Me,” on Friday, January 29, 2016! My essay was originally published by The Manifest-Station under the title, “At 13, I Didn’t Expect My Teacher To Be Afraid Of Me“. This was… Read more →
I am excited to share with you all my first ever published piece! My personal essay, “At 13, I Didn’t Expect My Teacher To Be Afraid Of Me,” has been published by The Manifest-Station on Friday, October 16, 2015! Excerpt: “At 13-years-old, I was a nerd. At 13, I was also beginning to struggle with my identity. I didn’t expect that… Read more →
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 →
I was sitting in a little hut overlooking the ocean at La Jolla Cove, taking cover from the hot sun in hopes of feeling a breeze from the ocean’s currents. [My reading spot… Endless ocean. Endless beauty.] I had just spent the last hour alone with my thoughts and needed a break from reality. As I pulled out… Read more →