On May 14th I will have been Muslim for 14 years. How fast that time has passed. Every May 14th I always experience a similar emotion. I struggle with an enormous sense of guilt and sadness. I reflect on the year, and ask myself, “What did you do for Allah
The last couple of weeks have been unusual and unsettling to say the least. I believe I am not alone when I say it has been challenging to know how and what to feel. I know for myself it began when I saw the photo of the Kabbah, empty. A
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Muhammed, you were named after the best example for mankind. When your dad and I chose this name for you, there were people who told us we shouldn’t put it. That it may cause hardship for you, or that with such a name comes great responsibility.
Müslüman olduğum ilk zamanlarda, ‘günahsız’ kalabilmek için çok dikkatliydim. Geçmiş günahlarım İslam’ı kabul ederek silinmişti. Günahların “bu hediyeye” zarar vereceği konusunda yeterince bilinçliydim. Müslüman olarak ilk yediğim yemeği çok iyi hatırlıyorum. Tabağımda olan hiçbir yemeği israf etmemiş, bir pirinç tanesi bile bırakmamıştım. Günah işlediğimde çok acı çekerdim. Öyle ki, üzüntüden
When I first became Muslim, I was very protective of my new ‘sinlessness’. My past had been erased by the acceptance of Islam, and I was hyper-aware that sins would taint that gift. I very clearly remember one of the very first meals I ate as a Muslim. I made
About a year after I became Muslim, one of my best friends had come to visit me. We had become very close in university, and I hadn’t seen her since I moved to a different city. We sat down for breakfast at a local cafe, selecting our favourite items from