Muni's Musings

My Musings

  • I don’t exist in the future

    ٱقْتُلُوا۟ يُوسُفَ أَوِ ٱطْرَحُوهُ أَرْضًۭا يَخْلُ لَكُمْ وَجْهُ أَبِيكُمْ وَتَكُونُوا۟ مِنۢ بَعْدِهِۦ قَوْمًۭا صَـٰلِحِينَ Kill Joseph or cast him out to some ˹distant˺ land so that our father’s attention will be only ours, then after that you may ˹repent and˺ become righteous people! (12:9) In this verse Yusuf’s brothers collude against him and determining to

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  • Sabr

    Peace be upon you for what you patiently endured. And excellent is the final home.” (13:24) In that one verse, I understand why when my heart is in emotional distress I find myself uttering Alhamdulilah. It is a reminder that ultimately every bit pain you feel, from physical to emotional, there is blessing in it.

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  • Repent & Repeat: An Endless Cycle

    I have sins that have become habits. Sins so ingrained in my day to day that they slip past my conscience and settle deep into my heart, slowly decaying it. “She said do you love me. I only love my bed and my momma, I’m sorry” I memorize hooks and choruses with ease, but my

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  • I love my womanhood and yours.

    I remember mocking girls who’d wear the hijab occasionally or have half their hair showing. The convertible hijabi. I remember not-so silently judging the girls who wore leggings, almost like second skin, with their hijab. The hoejabi. I remember questioning the imaan of girls who identified as Muslim, but didn’t even wear the hijab. The

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  • Roles

    My father was a patriarchal man. I spent more time arguing with him over a woman’s duty than cleaning the kitchen he told me to clean. “But Abo, it’s the boys turn to clean. I cleaned yesterday and the day before!” “Naya, if you don’t get in that kitchen. That’s your job. It’s my job

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