This is (North) Africa

It is a city out of focus, blurred by smog and the clamor of its streets. Outdated cars rattle their way through the crowds. Horns note a tu...

A simple wrap-and-tuck job: Me wearing hijab at the Suleymaniye mosque in Istanbul I write this title with a bit of sarcasm in my tone; howe...

Time for a cute little interlude about my dorm's newest residents. When the two cats who live in our cafeteria got down to business no o...

My fans have been clamoring for an update, and I'll admit I've been remiss in keep the blog updated. The reason I haven't produc...

As it turned out, it was the apricots that did it. It was not the shawarma or the greasy french fries or the koshary or the coffee, although...

Standing in line at the dorm cafeteria’s register, I am suddenly overwhelmed by the feeling of everything moving towards my center. My extre...