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The Fairy Tale that Never Was…

Part 4: Searching for Mr. Right Hollywood is full of love stories in nearly every film. Love stories that are about finding the right person, and after that, it’s smooth sailing. Love is beautiful. Love feels amazing. Love, however, is not something that just happens. It never has been, and it never will be. That part of the fairytale is an absolute lie. Yes, a lie. Falling “in love” exists, but what we need to... Read More →

Marriage Mermaid Style

Part 3: Searching for Mr. Right Do you remember that part in the movie where the Little Mermaid decides that she has to marry this strange human guy she saved on the beach? Well, maybe she didn’t say she had to marry him from the get go, but she, in all her fascination, falls in love with him from that brief encounter (here we go again.) Now honestly, I know he was supposed to be all handsome and what not, but this... Read More →

Ameer Charming

Part 2: Searching for Mr. Right If you are waiting for Prince Charming, or as I like to call him “Ameer Charrrrming” (roll those r’s!) to come and whisk you away in into the land of happily-ever-after, all I have to say, is “uh oh.” You are about to be one damsel in distress. Sure, you may not be locked up in a tower somewhere, screaming for help. You will, however, have locked yourself into a cage and thrown... Read More →

The Stupid Glass Slipper

Part 1: Searching for Mr. Right I think I am going to make a few enemies right now when I say that Disney is not my favorite place to find “halaified” entertainment. I have, over the years, grown utterly disgusted by all of the female roles that lead to a love affair turned marriage and the whole happily ever after thing. My daughter, for example, who just turned seven keeps on asking me why I won’t show her the... Read More →

Dawah Thursdays

My brain pounded against my skull. I had placed my chair by the dawah table and started laying out a few Qurans on the table to hand out whenever a non-Muslim felt inspired to come and ask for one. But the Music from the Salsa club was loud. I was in the breezeway of the main university corridor, and went through this routine weekly. It wasn’t difficult to get a table, but the gumption – that was a challenge. There... Read More →