Dad, My Refuge
A birthday letter to my father, to the child he once was, and to the quiet love that shaped the woman I have become.
Under the HaikRooted in faith, shaped by heritage
Thoughts on belief, belonging, and the changing world.
A birthday letter to my father, to the child he once was, and to the quiet love that shaped the woman I have become.
A birthday poem for my father, my refuge and role model, whose love stays with me wherever I am.
A childhood memory of a red bicycle, a determined little girl and a father watching from the window.
Leaving Algeria helped me understand my father’s decision to stay, and the value of the family and familiar life we leave behind.
Marriage abroad can bring a beautiful new life—and the distance, loneliness and sacrifices of l’ghorba. A reflection from someone who made that choice.
A birthday tribute to my big sister: my first defender, my guide, and the person who always knew what to do.
A personal reflection on sincerity, religious practice and why spirituality needs knowledge, discipline and responsibility.
A personal reflection on hijab, advertising and the difference between acknowledging attraction and reducing women to their bodies.
A personal reflection on modesty in Islam, covering, humility, and the struggle to separate self-worth from appearance.
A personal reflection on Algeria’s layered identity, and why embracing its history should not mean choosing just one part of it.
On digital books, the difference between access and ownership, and why independent physical copies still matter.