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Nothing comes, nothing comes like the setting of the sun, like a song already sung, nothing comes, nothing comes. Still…
2000 was 23 years ago – sometimes I struggle to believe that. That’s when the roof over our heads was…
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. The plane will be landing shortly, so please fasten your seatbelts,” the…
Continued from ‘A Friend to Remember: Part I’ Kalia got upset at the worst of things. I walked over to…
By Reem Farhat 1st Place Winner, Creative Writing Competition, 2019 NY MSA Showdown Editor’s Note: Muslim Youth Musings had the…
Her fingers stretched toward the disturbed surface of water. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Then, she…
09:46 – I wasn’t getting any closer to my destination. I was still on the bus, stuck in traffic. I had…
“Have you ever felt like jumping off the world?” Upon the questioner’s face my gaze falls. Frozen tears avalanche and…
As we leave the Arafat sunset, And ride to Muzdalifa. The whiteness of our ihrams Gleams in the darkness. “Hajj…