Mangoes and Memories: Ramzaan Through the Decades
My earliest memories of Ramzaan are from around three years old in Bradford. Our parents would feed us, put us to bed and then go back downstairs! We didn't really know why and opening roza
I Like To Remember Things My Own Way
"Do you know what home is?" "Yesterday", answers Clive Wearing to his wife when she asks. She is the only person he remembered after contracting an illness that attacked his central nervous system and damaged
Meknes, Morocco: 1973
After my first Ramadhan as a Muslim in London, I was invited to visit the zawiyya of our Shaykh in Morocco. I travelled alone, flying to Tangiers and then took the train. The little station
Nostalgia for the 20s life I never had
I’ve recently been binge watching seasons of Friends on Netflix. It’s mindless TV watching at its finest. Watching the show set in the 90s has made me realize a few things. As a child and