"To be a Chechen Muslim woman is to fight when it feels like the entire world is against you," said Maaret Salamovich, and with that, the young woman walked out of the manager office with her head held high. No use crying over spilt milk, or so the western cliché went in such situations. As far as Maaret was concerned, Walter, the Tim Horton's manager could...
A huge shout out to my editor caitlin, can't thank her enough. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab- A head covering worn in public by some Muslim women. Essentially a scarf. Burqa- A outer garment worn by some Muslim women that covers their whole body when in public. Kuffar- Arabic for "Non-believer". ***** Fahima Begum sat in...
I know that I will receive endless condemnations for writing this. Especially from my fellow Muslims in the Ontario region of Canada. However, I must tell my truth and live my life. My name is Siman Labaan. I was born in the town of Bur Salah in the Mudug Region of Somaliland. My father Muhammad Qadir was of Saudi Arabian descent and my mother Aziza Labaan w...
Hema had recently broke up with her long-time boyfriend, a Indian Muslim by the name of Ejaaz. The two had planned to get married, but a disagreement and subsequent argument put an end to any possibility of that. If Hema had one true weakness in life, it would be the circumcised men. Her knees would turn to jelly and she would most often transform into a...
Walking through Loblaw's market on McArthur Avenue in the east end of Ottawa, Ontario, Fatima Sayyid practically sauntered about, a coy smile on her lovely face. The tall and curvy, beautiful and conservatively attired, Hijab-wearing Arab Muslim woman packed her cart with healthy food and walked unfazed through the throngs of customers moving about. I feel g...
Hi, please note that this is a fictional story but the plot itself involves characters over the age of 18 years even though I refer to them as boys in the story for more emphasis. Please enjoy... *** Sumaya leans against the backyard wall of her parents house. She's eavesdropping on a conversation between a group of college boys on the other side of the fe...
Warnings: this flight of fancy includes racial stereotypes, objectification of a woman, and a variety of bodily fluids. ***** It was a bit of a rush to get ready and meet Tyrone on time. Once Tahrima had dropped her little boy off at school she had just two hours to stop by the chemists' and return home to shave her pussy, take a quick enema, do her make...
"Steady my boy. A day will come when you will rule Bwangodesh. Till then toil hard & have faith in Allah. Ameen!" Vradhman woke up all shaken. The strong rays of Sun entering the small hut suggested that it was afternoon. Vradhman cursed himself for waking up so late. It was the day of the village fair. He was given the duty of security officer at the fair...
I woke up thinking the events of the night before were just a dream but then I turned and saw a naked Aamir in the bed beside me. He looked so cute with bed head. He began to stir as I was next to him just lost in the moment admiring him. He woke up slowly and his first words, "You are the most beautiful sight I have ever seen in the morning." He cupped my...
Following graduating from college, Haifa, was a much changed woman. Her experience with men had turned her against serious relationships. Having distanced herself from her family, culture and religion, the now ex-Muslim Haifa had found a new circle of friends. Leaving behind her far left sensibilities, she had found herself increasingly drawn to the Republic...