‘My sisters, my daughters, my friends – find your voice,’ Liberian President Ellen Johnson Sirleaf said after collecting her Nobel Prize in 2011. Can you hear her? A woman’s voice tells us about the immigration of the Muslims to Abyssinia. Another woman’s voice tells us details of our beloved Prophet’s ﷺ life. A woman’s voice […]

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 10, 2013 • 12:00 AM An ear of corn holds so many kernels that each bite pulls out numerous milky pouches from the hard cob into your mouth. A frozen river reflects the scenery around it in waves of color and tufts of snow that crinkle the smile lines of your eyes. Expensive

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 24, 2013 There is a whisper first. Then the whisper grows into a quiet hum, the hum into an audible sound. A voice forms words, and voices join together. Together they shout! They acclaim! They call. Let the victory of Islam begin with your whisper. Islam began with the verse, {Read, in the

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 3, 2013 • 12:00 AM Anytime you wonder how big your round dining room table is, all you have to do is take the radius, square it and multiply it by pi. If you want to know the size of your pizza, same formula: πr2. Not only circles, but other complicated math problems

TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 26, 2013 • 12:00 AM It is Thanksgiving week in the USA and thus we are all thinking about what it means to be thankful. As families prepare feasts to share, and malls prepare sales to sell to mobs of people who come storming in on Friday, I observe and think. What does

When the Prophet ﷺ buried Fatima bt. Asad, he prayed for her and called her ‘my mother’. There were many reasons for this, not the least of which is that she had raised him when, after his grandfather Abdul Muttalib died, he had gone to live with his Uncle Abu Talib. She was also one

TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 2013 • 12:00AM When I was young, my parents would show home movies every once in a while. It meant the digging out of 8 ml films, a screen and a projector. We would then sit and watch my young mother and father smile and wave at the camera. There wasn’t any

The first leaf that turns bright purple, the first snowflake that falls, and the first bright yellow daffodil that peeks its way out of crystal white snow – their newness takes my breath away. Today we greet the new Islamic year of 1435. It comes to us unblemished by sin, unmarked by tragedy, and unspoiled

Pilgrims at Home Pilgrims at Home is an annual competition set up to facilitate the coming together of teams and individuals from around the world in order to take advantage of the blessed first ten days of Dhul Ḥijjah. We all hope to be invited soon to go on ḥajj. In the meantime, we are