• How To Kill Misogyny: Gender-Based Violence in South Africa

    How To Kill Misogyny: Gender-Based Violence in South Africa

    I remember when I was in a classroom at my all-girls school and the teacher highlighted a statistic about how 1 in every 5 of us are dying of some terrible disease, and the girl next to me counted the students and for every fifth girl, she pointed her fingers like a gun and said, Read more

  • Say His Name: Elijah Al-Amin

    Say His Name: Elijah Al-Amin

    By now, I’m sure you all have heard of, and hopefully not forgotten, the tragic story of Elijah Al-Amin, the young Arizona boy killed on Independence Day because of his decision to play a certain genre of music. A man slit the throat of the 17-year-old because of the “threatening” music. The accused threat? Rap Read more

  • When She Forgets

    When She Forgets

    Today I visited my Aji; that’s what I grew up calling my father’s mother. I asked her if she knew my name and who I was. This had become a regular, albeit woeful, game my family played with her. She was diagnosed with dementia a few years back and ever since I’ve stood by; complacently Read more

  • Takbeer: A Story About Kashmir

    Takbeer: A Story About Kashmir

    This story has no agenda. It is derived from one of many true stories, only a small anecdote from the horrific trials of the long subjugated people of Kashmir. Names and places have been changed; no parties have been named. That, really, is the tragedy of Kashmir; the opacity with which its narrative is presented Read more

  • Young Girls and the Trap of “Somewhat” Rights

    Young Girls and the Trap of “Somewhat” Rights

    Do you ever notice how menstrual sanitary equipment is to be kept out of sight at all times but when you ask your brothers to clean their pubic hair off the toilet seat they tell you shut up and your mum says it’s natural, they’re boys? Do you ever want to tear your own eyes Read more

  • Validation

    Validation

    I don’t know why I seek validation from the one who only sees me as a number, from the one who reads my name simply as a word with no life attached to it. I don’t know why I seek validation from a society who shushes away cries of change, telling those cries that they’re Read more

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