Spring in Ramadan
Ramadan has been in the air as has snow and blossoms of spring in good ol’ Yorkshire this April of 2021. The joy of my favourite season and month have joined forces and it has
Ramadan has been in the air as has snow and blossoms of spring in good ol’ Yorkshire this April of 2021. The joy of my favourite season and month have joined forces and it has
The Last Visit A short story and photo series by Shameelah Khan For my late grandfather. Papa Your skin bent Under the weight of the moon Managing to make water the shape of its shadow
We tend to think of death as that one moment, the one that stands between the final breath and the void that follows in all its silence and emptiness. Until that point, you’re alive. This
I flourished around deep connections and like some psychological ‘excavation’, I tried to understand people’s deepest aspirations, fears and insecurities. It was no gambit, just pure intrigue. Though my love to connect with others
“For my grandmother who perished in the Great Hunger, for my grandfather, who died because of the Land Reform; and for my uncle, whose youth the Viet Nam War consumed […]” I only had to
My body confidence issues didn’t come from magazines, TV, Instagram or the girls at my school. It came from my family – my extended family that is. My mother never gave much credence to the
For many Muslims, dealing with the holiday season can be a challenging time. Emotions may range from feeling left out, experiencing judgment and guilt, or feeling triggered due to the loss of a loved one.
By writing anything remotely related to wearing the scarf, I have to say, I’m groaning on the inside. But before you stop reading this article, you should know that isn’t about the politics of wearing