I am honoured to have had another brief piece published by sister-hood, an award-winning magazine that spotlights the voices of women of Muslim heritage. The post reflects on Dina Ali Lasloom as a symbol of resistance and courage in the campaign to end male guardianship in Saudi Arabia. Please visit the link below to view the piece in its entirety.
On April 10th, Dina Ali Lasloom, a 24-year-old Saudi woman, stepped off a plane in Manila on her way to seek asylum in Australia only to find herself detained by authorities in the airport. A video shows her left shoulder and the first few buttons of a grey coat that belonged to a Canadian woman, Meagan Khan. Meagan had met Dina in the airport and come to her aid.
In Dina’s own words, delivered in an unwavering voice … Continue Reading.
Image Credit: Sean Savage, “resistance is growing”
I am so thrilled and honoured to have had a short narrative essay featured in sister-hood, an online magazine that spotlights the voices of women of Muslim heritage. The essay explores shame and coming of age in Saudi Arabia as a young girl through the lens of the experience of my first period. An excerpt appears below. To read the piece in full at sister-hood.com, please click the link after the excerpt.
Where I come from, menstruation remains a topic too awkward or embarrassing to discuss in public or even in private. A topic that like the female body itself remains shrouded in secrecy. And stigma. And shame. So much stigma surrounds the female body and its bodily functions that the first time I bled on my first period, I was completely ignorant and unprepared, and as with most changes my body underwent in the early years of my adolescence, I felt overwhelmed with inexplicable shame. Continue Reading.
Image Credit: Tasmeem QScience, ‘Figure 2. Dancers wearing reinvented versions of Arabic “abaya”’
A mural in Melbourne that formed part of the #IAmMyOwnGuardian campaign, launched by Saudi-Australian artist Ms. Saffaa, was found vandalised yesterday. A product of the collaboration of several artists, the mural took months to complete and probably minutes to deface. Continue reading “Misogyny at Home, Islamophobia Everywhere Else”
A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to speak with Eiynah, a woman of Pakistani descent who grew up in Saudi Arabia, on her podcast, Polite Conversations. Among the variety of topics that we had the pleasure of discussing, she raised the question of feminism in Saudi Arabia. Continue reading “Toward a More Inclusive Saudi Feminism”
Being an immigrant has at times been scary largely because being different can be scary. To be an immigrant is to be foreign, and to be foreign is to be different. One Akkadian word for “foreign” is nakrum, the same adjective used to mean “strange” and, even, “enemy”. In the ancient world, being foreign could also mean being strange, possibly even hostile, and based on recent social and political trends, for some, not too much has changed since 2000 BC. Continue reading “To Be an Immigrant Is Still to Be Human”
I was recently asked two questions in a public forum that caught me so off guard that I didn’t answer them the way I should have. Continue reading ““Are you religious?””
In almost all of my childhood memories of him, my younger brother seems to be in motion. Energetic in both body and spirit. Often expressive to the point of offence, but in such a way that you knew he would defend you when you were too frightened to defend yourself. Continue reading “The Music Shop”