Muslim Girl’s reaction to Trump’s Presidential Victory | 2016

I’m in utter disbelief. It took America hundreds of years to finally select the first black president back in 2008, a move that most would call progressive. With him being selected there was actually hope that Martin Luther King’s dream wouldn’t remain a dream, that America had finally moved on from the silly dividing notions of race and ethnicities.

And what happens eight short years after? A candidate wins for having beliefs to discriminate against ethnicities and religions and races and even genders. Millions of people lie in their graves, shaking with the notion that their death for the Civil War, or the suffragist movement turned into a full circle back to where it was.

My problem isn’t with Trump so much as it is with his supporters. The ones that have come out and said things that are absolutely wrong to the core, yet in their mind it’s mysteriously justified in some unexplainable way. Whether it’s regarding building the wall (which a latina wholeheartedly supported Trump for) or the many women that gave him nearly half their votes disregarding his misconducts against women, with some female supporters telling the victims “to get over it” as if it were nothing. Do I even need to elaborate further on the wrongness of this whole situation and the election? Do I need to mention any of the other rude and offensive things he’s said, and the stances he’s taken on issues?

There is a lot I can say about this topic, but it all comes down to the shock that is the millions who share this sentiment towards other ethnicities and elected him solely for this purpose. The ones who selected them as their “hero” to purge America of all that is different in order to make it “great again”

 

Furthermore, is anyone else worried that the future president, or whoever is running his twitter does not know proper english. Let’s just hope it’s a typo.

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Anyways, the reality is like with any president, only so much can be changed in the country in four, or God forbid eight years. And if anything, we’ll at least enjoy some good antics from Trump on TV. Let’s just hope none of those antics initiate a WW3. That wouldn’t be so great.

MY GIFT TO YOU THIS MUHARRAM | NEW ISLAMIC YEAR

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بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

For the New Islamic Year, I’d like to give you guys a gift from the Qur’an:

” وَهُوَ مَعَكُمْ أَيْنَ مَا كُنْتُمْ “

 It’s a wonderful reminder that wherever we are, wherever we go- that whatever happens this upcoming year and wherever we end up- through every detail of it, Allah (SWT) has been, and will be with us through it. That He will be witness to all of our highs and lows, and what ever hardships we face and how we’ll bravely overcome them or how we’ll terribly fail, through this entire process of changing and becoming who we are, Allah (SWT) will be witness. 

I’m saying this as a reminder to tell you that HE will see all that you do this year, and also as a reminder that hey- HE will be there- so don’t forget to call on HIM. During both, the highs and lows, in gratitude and in cries for help, don’t forget that HE’s there. Truly feel his presence, and let it envelope you with feelings of safety and tranquility and righteous company. Happy Islamic New Years guys.

~M.G

What do you do when you’re a young Muslim and you walk by an anti-Muslim rally | Jack The Lad

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What do you do when you’re a young Muslim and you walk by an anti-Muslim rally? You mock them by casually making selfies with them.
That’s what the Belgian 22-year old Zakia Belkhiri did at an Islamophobic protest by the far-right group Flemish Interest.

Though seemingly trivial, it takes a lot of courage and humor to do such a disarming thing. The Flemish Interest is known for their politics of hate, but Zakia even managed to make some of the bigots to smile. It’s clear who won the day here. Smile It’s Sunnah


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Hello? Earth to Muslims

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بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

Nothing irks me more than a person with the name Mohammad who represents Islam without wanting to, and is an example of everything it’s not.

You know, that one guy in class, Mohammad, who walks in the halls with his hand in his girlfriend’s, his 2nd girlfriend’s. And let’s not talk about the hourly smooching sessions he likes to hold with her at the end of the hallway right by the stairs, as everyone watches.

So much for modesty, Mohammad.

This is the guy that likes to yell “Allah” for fun as a joke with his friends, and gets excused from running the mile in gym class because “I’m fasting today Mr.Brown” and then you see him stuffing his face with cafeteria spaghetti right after. Continue reading

FILM FRIDAYS: This Is Not An Apology!

Superb video mashAllah! 

3 DON’TS OF HIJAB FASHION!

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بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Ok so I have a confession, I’ve fallen into many “HIJAB DON’TS” over the many years I’ve worn hijab. Honestly, sometimes looking at my old photos makes me cry a little on the inside because I can’t believe the horrendous outfits I’ve worn, in public! But just because I fell into horrible hijab mishaps, you shouldn’t have to! I’m going to share three HIJAB FASHION DON’TS for those who want to save themselves before it’s too late 😛  Continue reading

SPOTLIGHT SATURDAYS: My Instagram Story

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بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

First thing I do when I wake up: check my phone. Second thing I do: Pray.

It was a Friday morning when I reached over to pull my phone loose from it’s charging wire. I’ll admit, I wasn’t as gentle as I should’ve been and my wire could’ve easily broken. But hey, I was still groggy and half asleep.

On this particular day I chose to check my Instagram feed first. I was scrolling down past photos of my friends, when my eyes landed on a quote that one of my muslim sisters had posted:

“What if you woke up tomorrow with only the things you had thanked God for the night before?”

Instantly, I thought back to yesterday and ran through my memories to see if I had said AlhamdulAllah for anything. As my eyes wandered my room, a sinking feeling hit me and I realized that I had literally not thanked God for a single thing in my life. Not just yesterday, but in a long time, because I couldn’t remember a single recent event where I had said it.

With shame, I slowly looked around my room and took in just how blessed I was—still am.

I had all the necessities, with many luxuries mixed in. My guitar and piano and Playstation 4 and laptop and Nike shoes and skateboard all stood as living proof that I had more than what I needed. And I mean sure I would thank my mom when she buys these things for me, but I’ve never thought of extending my gratitude beyond that.

Now, everyday after prayer, I take a quick moment to thank Allah (SWT) for at least three things, and I encourage you all to do the same.

They can be anything. Whether they hold a big or small place in your heart. Literally thank Him for the first things that pops into your head. Usually, I end up thanking Him for more than three things, because one thing leads to another, and I’m left sitting there just overwhelmed with how much I have to be grateful for.

Today I thanked God for: my health, my family, and my books.

What have you thanked Him for today?


Welcome to the first Spotlight Saturdays post! This post was written by a sister who wants to remain anonymous but nonetheless wanted to get across this beautiful message of gratitude through her story. Hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed reading and sharing it with you! If you have a story you would like to share for next Saturday, or any Saturday (regardless of length) send it to me HERE. Don’t be shy!! :))