I remember not that long ago, I was chatting to some friends and family about the new routine we would soon have to adapt as the holy month of Ramadan was coming towards us. Many of the people I spoke to were concerned about how they were going to manage their sleeping, lack of eating and work routine. Continue reading
This year, I decided to return to fasting during Ramadan. I’ve been working on my relationship with God for a while now and after, I think, about a decade, I wanted to observe this month and humble myself again – and so I did. Continue reading
This Sunday, Sana shines our Colloquium spotlight on Kayisha Payne, Founder of BBSTEM – a new organisation campaigning for balance and representation of Black individuals in STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering and Maths).
Take a read to learn more about this fantastic network and the mastermind behind it all… Continue reading
I remember how, yet again, I found myself googling a young girl’s name to find out what happened. I remember how my stomach turned when I read a headline:
“Justice for Asifa – An 8 year old Kashmiri infant who was kidnapped and gang raped in a Hindu temple for 8 days.” Continue reading
– Ghosting –
The practice of ending a personal relationship with someone by suddenly and without explanation withdrawing from all communication.
I fall both a victim and admittedly an active participant in the art of “Ghosting”. Continue reading
Just for a moment I would like you to think about how often, today, you have done something – or not done something – which was driven by the fear of what others may think of you. Continue reading
Over the last year, I’ve been thinking a lot about my personal health. It’s a “new year’s resolution” of mine to pay attention to (and hopefully improve) my personal wellness. That’s a phrase I saw a lot in 2017 – personal wellness. Continue reading
I’m 53 now, but I’m not old, right? I mean I’m sore. So sore. But I’m still young inside, right?
Okay, my knees are shot. My back is shot. My hip is shot. I’m also a bit overweight. Like a bit of a grown man overweight. And maybe another bit of a grown man. Then several other bits thrown in for good measure. The difficulty in climbing a flight of stairs is exceeded only by the impossibility of coming back down again. Knees, you see. And did I mention I’m sore? Continue reading