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Zainab’s Courage

One of my earliest memories is of laying my head in my mother’s lap as she silently wept during a majlis, a gathering where a scholar recites the history of the slaughter of Prophet Muhammad’s (pbuh) family. She would gently stroke my hair with one hand and use the other…

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Ishqr Diaries: My Time

I prayed out loud as my friends and I drove back from a woefully disappointing matrimonial mixer. I know it might seem dramatic, but the mixer was just the tip of the ice breaker. Each of us had our own tough experiences over the past few months

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