What about Thanksgiving? Aren’t we all asking the same question! Well, we have a plan: Thanksgiving by the Sidewalk.
Read moreBattle for America
As the storm clouds gathered across many lands,
America would be safe from the virus at hand.
Ignoring the warnings, declaring it’s fake,
sitting on the sidelines was the approach to take.
You Never Know
6:00 a.m. Friday
my husband is startled
looks up from his phone
Trump has tested positive
stunned!
tears
Jummah Prayer in the Age of Coronavirus
Imam Feisal A. Rauf gives the Jummah sermon on-line
For most of my life (which is pretty long), I have not been regular in attending Jummah prayers at the mosque. . . An email from Cordoba House hit my inbox: ‘Jummah prayers with Imam Feisal on March 27 via Zoom.’ Yes! I got two-for-one:
Read moreA Letter to My Mother
Dear Mummy, I think of you often during these times. I wonder how you would have reacted to ‘life in the age of Coronavirus.’
Read moreRamadan In the Age of Coronavirus: Virtual Iftars
This year, Ramadan is like none we have experienced. In late April, as we were getting closer to Ramadan, we wondered how, with shelter-in-place, would we make up for the lost communal spirit.
Read moreWhat a Difference a Month Makes
I know now, what I didn’t a month ago. That school closures means that 50% of our school children would have to go without food; children would huddle in the cold under the school’s canopy to access wi-fi; and there would be no home-schooling for the homeless.
Read moreA Letter From Pakistan
We got hit before Pakistan. I am talking about the Coronavirus. January 21st now seems so long ago,
Read moreWhen It’s Over, The First Thing I Plan to do . . .
The ambulance sirens are wailing, first distant, then louder, then distant again. Another victim fighting for his life. Her life? After the Coronavirus epidemic ends, the first thing I plan to do is give my children and grandchildren a grateful hug; and my daughters-in-law. In person. Not an emoji.
Read moreThe Moment I Dread
My hands trembled as I ended the call. Someone I didn’t know had died. But what gave me palpitation was hearing of the pain his wife endured while her husband was hospitalized.
She couldn’t be with him.