I stopped wearing my hijab because I was scared for my life

(Note: I can honestly say, writing this piece for the Metro was so important — as it not only includes the discussion of Islamophobia and the terror (aka terrorism) of it, but the removal of the hijab as a result. Of course, as I’ve mentioned Islamophobia is not the only reason I no longer (fully)…

Dating in a pandemic

When I first met my boyfriend earlier this year, I didn’t expect everything that followed to be so movie-esque. It all unfurled slowly, like the lead up to the conflict that inevitably transpires before the predictable Happily Ever After we all want, wish, and hope for. The search for a Happily Ever After sinks in…

Brown Boy Privilege

Being born a girl is hard enough, but coming into the world as a brown girl is seemingly harder: forced to face the most violent, burdensome subjugations of the Diaspora, still holding onto the traditions of lands left behind, a culture so rife in patriarchy, abuse and placing izzat on the shoulders of its daughters’.

On education: from primary school to university

I’ve been in education for, I think, thirteen years. I can’t exactly recall my earliest years, but I do remember being in school when I was six years old. I do, also, have hazy memories of a nursery and a sandpit. But for the sake of this piece, let’s just say I’ve been in education…

Gilmore Girls, Growing Up and Getting Out

[This article was first written for and published on The Opinion Panel. This is just a snippet of the article.] As I write this, I’m a few short weeks away from turning 22, something I am both looking forward to and dreading, because it means getting another year older, but still not having accomplished everything…

Marriage {as set out by brown culture}

[read about brown boy privilege here.] When it comes to marital relationships in brown culture, there’s something like a guideline to adhere to, lest we’re told to return to our father’s home and not go back. It’s misogynistic, sexist and dripping with patriarchy.

Absolution / reckoning

[This is a snippet from a letter in the “Dear past me” section I wrote for Clitbait.]

22 things I learnt before turning 22

It’s one-thirty a.m. as I write this, on august 26, and it’s my birthday. I’m twenty-two today. It feels a little surreal and weird to have gotten here, not that I thought I wouldn’t make it to this age, this very moment per se, just that so much has happened. Everything that transpired over the…