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The personal experiences of women living within Muslim families and societies.
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Violence against women: Three stories

Three real-life incidents, which I was a direct witness to, have contributed to shaping my perception of violence against women. One At the age of twelve, I woke up one morning to the news of the killing of my 14-year-old…

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Unwrapped

I grew up in the Middle East and have lived here all my life. I’m not sure if I can truly call myself a Muslim. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t question the concept of free will, women’s…

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To my husband

“Fifty thousand years before the sky was introduced to the sea, Allah wrote down your name next to me.”   To my husband, Fawad, I write these words with an intense earnestness to express my unconditional and utmost gratitude for…

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Escaping an abusive father

I am revisiting stories from my archives that have left a mark. The story of Baraa Melham shocked Palestinians in the West Bank and revealed how vulnerable and inadequate social services were; not only to monitor and prevent such incidents,…

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Reconnecting with faith

“I will always be awed by women who are strong enough to walk down the damn street. I’m here because of all of you.” – Gabby Rivera, Juliet Takes a Breath I started wearing a headscarf when I was 13…

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Ending harassment

Sexual abuse is one of the main reasons why women are held back in the Pashtun regions. Most Pashtuns value their ‘honour’. They don’t want their social status to be threatened. This status is based on the respectability of the…

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Women of the world

Recently, I received an invite to join the discussion regarding the upcoming WOW festival in 2019 in London. It led me to reminisce about the festival earlier this year. I had the honour of being asked to join sister-hood in…

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What Ancestry tests really tell us

I am a British Pakistani, born in London. Both my mother and father were born in Lahore, Pakistan. I can’t speak my mother tongue and I know little to nothing about my ethnic culture. What can I say? They didn’t…

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Rights to last rites

I will be with you in the grave on the night you leave behind  your shop and your family. When you hear my soft voice  echoing in your tomb,  you will realize that you were never hidden from my eyes….

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My voice against FGM

At five years of age, I underwent Female Genital Mutilation/Cutting (FGM/C). As a grown woman, it’s been a challenge to understand the experience that I went through at that age. Over the years, I have asked many questions, like ‘Why…

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The Indian in the bedroom

The incessant search for a suitable spouse continued to dominate my parents’ minds. After countless months of rejected potentials, they resorted to underhand methods to entice me towards the one type of man I refused to see. Whilst I was…

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Best frenemy

I went to an all-girls school. I am the second of three girls in my family, and my closest friends are all women. I get women. I am good at navigating spaces with women and I cherish the deep bonds…

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SheCodes

This is a typical millennial story, in the sense that it began on Twitter. Between the memes and the drama I saw a tweet about something called SheCodes. I hesitated at first but then I was like, why not, I’ve…

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Halala

Divorce means the dissolution of marriage for a married couple. It’s a matter of course that in Pashtun culture, divorce is a stain which adheres to a woman’s reputation forever. But ‘halala’ is even worse than divorce. Halala transforms something…

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Do not interrupt me, sir

As my male interviewee interrupts me for the third time in the same session, I ask myself: ‘Would he have done that if I were a man?’ I do not entertain that thought for long, because I must jot down…

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