"How did you meet your spouse?" That's the question every couple has been forced to answer since the beginning of time. My name is Amina "Mina" Kanu-Dumont, I'm a young woman of Gambian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was raised Muslim, but consider myself a secularist these days. I am the happy wife of Marcus Dumont, the devoted mother to p...
Lying on a straw mat next to the man she loved, Ameera Almahdi ran her hand over his hairy chest, caressing his smooth, dark skin. Absentmindedly she looked at the stars. For the thousandth time Ameera tried to see the constellations she grew up watching. Under the Saudi sky, out in the desert, she'd gone stargazing with her older brothers Omar and Yousef ma...
A lot of people wander through life wondering about their purpose, where they're meant to be and what they're meant to do. For me, all of those questions were answered the day Ayako Tokushima came back into my life. It takes a special kind of person to show you their best when you're at your worst. Before I tell you about the woman who saved my life and brou...
Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...
Life is full of surprises, isn't it? I certainly think so. How else would you explain how a biracial switch-hitter like me ended up converting to Islam and marrying a sexy and beautiful, Hijab-wearing Muslim gal from Djibouti? To say that my beloved wife Choukri and I come from different worlds would be the understatement of the century. The name is Sebastia...
The events in these stories took place about 18 years ago. All of the people depicted were in their early twenties at the time. The stories are in chronological order and all of the characters are introduced and described in this first installment. I wrote about these experiences in my journal at the time and for these stories I have fleshed out what I thi...
When a man stops lying to himself and rejects the lies told to him by others, he will find life much simpler. My name is Charles Joseph. My friends call me C.J. and I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born far from Canada, in the Caribbean island of Haiti. My folks and I moved to Canada eleven yea...
Chapter 14: Utah -Love me for Worse It didn't take long for Tyler to figure out what was going on. Destiny was giving him every opportunity to buy an engagement ring without her standing in the way. As soon as she sprang the news of her intention to marry, his decision had already been made. He didn't need a week. Nevertheless, he promised himself he would...
Okay, I've been asked quite a few times if there'll be more chapters of "Hayley's Party" and the short answer is "Yes." The long answer is, I started Hayley off as just a single short story (based of off "Miaw: Life of the Party" for those that weren't around at the start) and I hadn't envisaged continuing it. In the rewrite, it kind of grew on me and a "sor...
Ever since I could remember, I've always had a thing for black guys, and it's not an easy thing for an Arab woman to admit. The family in which I grew up is profoundly racist, although they would deny it to no end if queried on the subject. There isn't supposed to be any racism in Islam, that's the fairy tale being preached in every Masjid from Yemen to Leba...