I'm pretty sure I've seen this concept somewhere before, Nando's perhaps? I hope you like this adaptation.
We shuffle in to the room, our tracks muddy from the stereotype milking; of course, it has to be the charous who are late.
Ushered to […]
I always thought I'd be writing books, not designing them.
For Ramadaan and beyond.
I could have been a Sakinah, a Qur-atul-Ayn or a Naseeha.
Had I popped into this world Y-chromosomed and cocksure, I may have been named Dhul […]