Note to Reader: The following tale is centred on the Al-Nablusi family, who are Palestinian-Americans, and it follows them on a journey through love, sex, spirituality, tradition versus modernity. The father Faris Al-Nablusi, whose family originate from Nablus in the West Bank but he was born in Haifa, is a professor of Cognitive and Neuroscience at Berkeley...
We all lead different lives. And none of us is exactly what he or she appears to be. The same holds true for me, I guess. My name is Farah Al-Mokhtar, and I was born in the City of Khor Angar in the Republic of Djibouti. I've been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past fifteen years. I'm twenty years old. A lot of people are surprise...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Nadia Ali-Adeluyi, and I'm a Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Gatineau, province of Quebec. I work as a nurse at the local hospital. I graduated from the University of Ottawa with a Master's degree in Nursing in the summer of 2009. I am happily married to a six-foot-tall, handsome Nigerian Muslim brother named Ka...
Face down and ass up, that's the way I like to pray. That's how we Muslims do it. I never gave much thought to how it must look, until someone very dear to me, who happens to from another faith, pointed it out. The things one never notices, eh? My name is Yasmin Hussein and I'm a young Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I...
Standing in front of the mirror, I look at myself. A Black-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed lady stares back at me. The name is Mona Al-Mokhtar, and I'm a lady with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, and have lived in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eleven years. I am forty two years old,...
What's up everybody? The name is Mohammed Ibrahim Khalid and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at Carleton University and also work as a security guard to make ends me. Just another twenty-something East African immigrant living in the Canadian Capital, or so I would like you to...
Note to Reader: This story centers on mother and daughter, the daughter name is Asya and the mother name is Funda. The story is told primarily after the First World War during the collapse of the Ottoman Empire and rise of the Turkish Republic. Both women are beautiful in their own right, Funda with her blonde hair and hazel eyes and Asya with her black hair...
I didn't believe in fairy tales, in charming princes rescuing damsels in distress from unfortunate circumstances. I have never been that naïve. I also had trouble believing that there is good in the world, until somebody sent me an angel to save me. My name is Aradhana Christina Sharif, and I came into the world on February 4, 1989. I was born in the City of...
The life of a widow is never easy, whether she's poor, wealthy, or somewhere in between. Such has been the fate of such women since the dawn of time. Montreal-Nord resident Milana Amagov knows this better than most. After her husband Aslan Amagov died a year and a half ago, life has been pure hell for the forty-nine-year-old Chechen Muslim woman. Loneliness...
The day started out nicely enough for Ibrahim Gemeda, former Corporal with the Ethiopian Federal Police, and current bodyguard of His Excellency Adam Teshome, former Minister of the Interior and the new Ambassador of Ethiopia in the City of Jakarta, Indonesia. The run rose over the City of Samarinda, in the East Kalimantan region of Borneo, Indonesia, promis...