I took travel for granted. My focus was always on the end of the trip. What I would do when I met a friend, what sights I would see when I arrived, what meetings did I have to make. Being in transit was literally a means to an end. And for work I had to travel quite a lot, back and forth between New York and different countries in the Middle East and sub-Saharan Africa.
Ramadan is fast approaching. A time for reflection, forgiveness, supplication, and getting closer to Allah. It is said to be the time of the year when the most dua is made by Muslims all over the world. Soon we will see news outlets carrying pictures of Muslims preparing for the month…
Don’t be scared! Yea you! You know who you are. It’s always the same story, whether on the platform, or on the train, walking or standing on the city streets. As you see me coming towards you, our eyes quickly meet and in the next split instant you…
After a long hiatus, I entered the air conditioned confines of the prayer space. I greeted the woman at the door, taking the offered plastic bag. I pushed my shoes into the bag and then into my handbag. I made my way to the back, stopping at the bookshelf. I slid onto the carpet, folded my legs, and arranged my skirt to touch the floor, blanketing my crossed limbs.
