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Tea with Lady-T: January 2013
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Tuesday, January 22, 2013. I am a Muslim.get that? I have just about as much as I can take. I've spoken before of the serious issues muslim women have, but this takes the cake. Nay, scratch that the whole effen bakery. No one.I repeat.NO ONE has the right to tell ANY women be it Muslim Christian Jewish Hindu or even atheist for that matter, how she can and can't dress. Do you know why? It defiles the very basic nature of Islam which was to bring people together. Never mind their gender, culture, clas...
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Tea with Lady-T: Into the light
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Thursday, September 19, 2013. I want to do this to some people. Just because they are in such darkness. And evil & darkness just comes out of them when they open their mouths. Or Minds. Though I'm no one to command anyone. So my version would be something like this:. By the will of the Almighty, may He command you into the light! I DO NOT advocate the use of magic or spells of any kind in this excerise. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I like pretty pictures. Blog header is from Yuehui-Tang Fantasy Art.
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Tea with Lady-T: September 2013
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Thursday, September 19, 2013. I want to do this to some people. Just because they are in such darkness. And evil & darkness just comes out of them when they open their mouths. Or Minds. Though I'm no one to command anyone. So my version would be something like this:. By the will of the Almighty, may He command you into the light! I DO NOT advocate the use of magic or spells of any kind in this excerise. Links to this post. Monday, September 16, 2013. You know nothing of hell". And I look at these women, ...
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Tea with Lady-T: July 2013
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Tuesday, July 9, 2013. I remember a nazim/song that we learned in Madressa. "Ramadan is coming, Ramadan is coming." I hated that song. Not only because that it has a melody that is displeasing to my ear but reminds me of not a very nice time in my life. I love Ramadan. Its just a feeling. A comfort that comes over you that you want to hold on to forever. You remember your purpose. Your destiny. You remember all the things that the long days and nights of normalcy make you forget. On a more social note:.
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Afrocentric Muslimah: Sunkissed
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Wednesday, March 11, 2015. Rewriting has been a slow process. I started out with one novel and as I go along, I see a very different one emerging. I've been a little sad that nothing of my previous version has actually managed to make it into the new one. And though I've been ruthless in that regard, deleting whole chunks as I rewrite a new (and hopefully better) version of the story, this particular scene, I was loathe to discard. 8221; I hiss. 8221; Lord, I sound like a smoker. 8220;Asma, kind. 8220;I&...
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Afrocentric Muslimah: Cos One Size Fits All
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Tuesday, January 28, 2014. Cos One Size Fits All. Five times I gave up pieces of my heart. I have, walking around me, running, screaming, fighting, laughing, crying, smiling, five pieces of my once splintered heart - walking around me each day. Apart from me, yet of me. Five pieces that helped make me whole again. Why didn't I move him, you ask? As I’d suspected, he had ADD. He had fallen behind in the key learning areas and the school had never once brought this to my attention. Armed with...I had faile...
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Tea with Lady-T: June 2013
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Friday, June 21, 2013. Two words that haunt me. Are is. Fucking grammar! Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I like pretty pictures. Blog header is from Yuehui-Tang Fantasy Art. I see the world through the metaphors of fiction. Art imitates life which imitates art which tries to disguise itself as truth. View my complete profile. Please Note: Fcuk Hugh. Two words that haunt me. Grilled prawn skewers with salsa verde. We're Hooked on the Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 Trailer . Tell me a lie.
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Afrocentric Muslimah: Meet The Patels - an exercise in editing
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Sunday, January 25, 2015. Meet The Patels - an exercise in editing. Today was the last day of The Writivism Creative Writing Three Day Workshop. I was thankful that I'd applied. It has been a rewarding three days. I've learnt so much. One of our exercises today dealt with dialogue. When I got home, I dug out this story, downloaded from old emails since my son accidentally formatted his external hard drive and ended up deleting ten years worth of my writing. Yeah, I know. You’ve got to be dreaming! She wa...
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Afrocentric Muslimah: Faith
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Wednesday, November 27, 2013. 8220;Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.”. 8213; Rabindranath Tagore. All my sapling life, the message of how blessed I am to have been born Muslim was drummed into me. Islam was presented as The End All. The Key to Paradise. When I was younger I didn’t think too much of the implications of this dogma. My hair was cut really short until the age of 9 and (astagfirullah! I wore shorts when I swam. With a swimming costume, nogal. Over t...
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Afrocentric Muslimah: May 2015
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Tuesday, May 26, 2015. Wear not your Writerliness as a Wound. I’ve tried to stay out of the ‘Whiteness of SA Literary Festivals’ debate on social media because I’ve felt that the insufficient quantities of melanin in my skin have disqualified me on some level. But the longer I think about it, the more I read, the more I begin to feel that I ought to add my voice to the melee, at the expense of being castigated for what I’m about to say. I start with this thought:. Wear not your blackness as a wound.
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