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By MG StaffI woke up, startled. Unsure what had waken me up — and what time it was — I took a quick glance at the alarm clock that sat on my nightstand. The numbers glowed in the darkness. I groaned inwardly at seeing it was six in the morning. I rolled over to go back to…
By AnonymousThis is not meant to be an attack on the Muslim community. Rather, a constructive criticism to help us improve. Dear Muslim, I am an American-Muslim teen, and I am gay. For so much of my life, I have been in pain. Every time I hear someone from our community talk about people like me,…
By Guest BloggerSaudi women have won, after so long, the basic right to drive. This is an amazing victory, but it is also a litmus test for the pacing of equality. It is a small step up a steep mountain of which I may never get to see the summit. Has progress always been so slow? In…
By Guest BloggerI like to write. I like to write from the heart. Being a writer at Muslim Girl has helped me tap into my talent of writing and has become a favorite activity of mine. I often get suggestions on what to write from my friends and colleagues and I like to write for other people…
By Guest BloggerNow that I am becoming a high school junior, the college application process is around the corner. I see my friends enrolled in 6-7 AP classes, including ones such as AP Human Geography, which have no real connection to their respective futures nor to their genuine likes. In addition, they are applying for internships at popular research…
By Guest BloggerDear Dr. Carson, You don’t know me. But you think you do. You think that I am oppressed and subservient. That my male relatives’ sole purpose in life is to exert the religiously-mandated gender superiority onto me. And that as a result, I am uneducated and fearful, unable to form or articulate my own thoughts….
By Guest BloggerWhen my Baba was a young boy of seven in a village in northern Pakistan, he took apart the watch he was given as a gift from his uncle from America. His intention was to see what made the clock run and put it back once he figured it out. Of course, he never put…
By Guest BloggerWhat will always affect me most about Dzhokhar Tsarnaev wasn’t that I was there that day. It wasn’t that I ran the marathon or worked at Mass General, or even anything about being Muslim. Looking at that kid is looking at all my other “kids.” All the ones I’ve hung out with, dated, tutored. The…
By Guest BloggerMy sisters: this is for you. This is for each of you, my sisters. This is for every woman who suffered at the hands of a universal patriarchal culture. Today is for every woman who ever had to disguise herself as a man when feeling unsafe; for every woman who ever wore an oversized hoodie…
By Guest BloggerTo me, the beautiful thing about writing is that everyone has the ability to do it and to do it well. Some call it talent, but I beg to differ. There’s no talent in writing — there’s talent in how you use the words you write to ignite something in those who read. There’s talent in how…
By Guest BloggerDear Malcolm, in PS 201, a school nestled in Flushing, Queens, where 43 percent of the students are Black, the children were banned from writing about you. the teacher dragged her chalk, scratching a line through your name as a way to mute you. she told the children to pour their white outs, hit their…
By Guest BloggerSabiha Mahmoud is a relentless activist, a photojournalist, a filmmaker, a cartoonist, and a wonderful mother living in the United Kingdom. She recently published this moving open letter about illness- from those suffering to those care-taking. Dear comrades and friends, In the past months I have been and still am witnessing another kind of suffering, the…
By luluDear Lulu, I started dating a guy about a year ago, with my parents knowledge. We have always hoped we would get married, which is why my parents are involved to begin with. When we started our relationship, I remember him jokingly saying, “I can’t have kids, too many sporting accidents!” But it was always…
By HareemSarah asked— My faith has been weakening gradually for the past few months. I don’t feel at peace when I pray like I used to, and I can’t concentrate no matter how hard I try. I’ve asked God to bring me closer to Him, but even then the request doesn’t come from the heart. I…
