Professor by Day, Muslim by Design
They said wearing hijab would hold me back in law. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
Revert journeys. Identity struggles. Faith found, lost, and found again. Unfiltered voices from your brothers and sisters across the world.
In Egypt, a divorced woman is a tragedy. I decided to be a plot twist instead.
They said wearing hijab would hold me back in law. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
Fasting while serving in the military in Alice Springs tested everything I thought I knew about community.
Our first year nearly ended because of household chores. What saved us was an imam who understood marriage counselling.
Our first year nearly ended because of the mahr amount. What saved us was an imam who understood listening instead of lecturing.
Our first year nearly ended because of the mahr amount. What saved us was an imam who understood honest communication.
It wasn't philosophy that pulled me away. It was pain. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was grief.
When nobody else stepped up, our tiny mosque became the last line of defence — no questions asked.
I've answered 'why can't you eat pork?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
At school I was too Muslim. At the mosque I was too British. I spent years feeling like I belonged nowhere.
Fasting while working construction in Prague tested everything I thought I knew about community.
I've answered 'don't you get hungry?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
When the pandemic hit, our community hall became the place everyone came to — for everyone who needed it.