Two words that succinctly describe us after we graduate college -“What now?”
And yet, here I felt hesitant to raise my hands up in du’a although I was surrounded by Muslim friends in a Halal restaurant.
“I swear on the Quran that my son will marry your daughter!” he exclaimed, assuring the girl’s parents.
I never really paused to think about the fact that these weren’t just stones and names we were passing by but rather thousands of actual, once living people now beneath the ground.
And all of this was caused by her mother in law, a woman I thought I knew. What is this, the 15th century? What the heck is wrong with this world? I thought to myself.
And I didn’t realize how this implicit, unattainable standard of beauty was affecting me. As I’d get ready in the morning and put my scarf on, I’d feel uneasy looking at myself in the mirror.
The long winter nights just seemed to drag on; the storm outside raging, never-ending. I laid on the couch in my dark living room. I couldn’t remember the last time I had gone out or even heard from a friend. Perhaps it was seasonal affective … Continue reading 7. Just a Façade