Gaza’s Ramadan this year is like a pale, sick man. Gaza’s Ramadan this year erases my father’s compliment that I’m his serene, sane child. I just might go insane, I struggle to survive. When left with nothing, you struggle to strive. This Ramadan has different tastes,...
Covered by blood and ashes, we come back from under the rubble to fight the battle of life where tranquility and peace are our only purpose. However, the world persists in denying us the least bit of rest. Do you ever felt nostalgic for your good old days, Islam? Like...