Radical… The Elections?

Not joking here: the first thing that came to mind when I read the prompt was the presidential elections that are about to take place. Let me just tell you: they worry me.

I am not fond of Hillary. I hate Trump. Like many others, I too am going to choose the lesser of the two evils. But I want to assert that the evil I have chosen is a much lesser evil than the one I reject.

Trump will “make America great again”. He will make it his version of great. He will turn us into a sexist, racist and fearful society of hate. A society that does not tolerate. But I should keep my political opinions aside and focus on the radicalism of this election: the two party system.

We all have probably heard enough times that voting for a third party is equivalent to wasting our votes. And I want to rebel against that notion.

But the stakes are too high. Especially as a person of color,a Muslim, and a woman. The stakes are too high. 

I recently heard that voting for a third party system and being able to say “My vote counts and is not wasted” is a privilege only white people can afford. I did not quite understand it at first, but thinking about the stakes for us, it makes sense.

My optimism and desire to believe that there is hope are fighting against my fear of what could go wrong (because a lot could go wrong). The third party is the only thing that does not seem radical in this radical election. But is it worth the risk?

Comment your thoughts below! I would love to hear more perspectives!

 

Feminist housewives and stay at home moms – yes, we exist and no, that’s not a typo in the title of this article.

So, here I am. A 35 year old woman with a beautiful, 17 month old daughter and I have made the decision to become a full time parent and quit my job in finance. A decision I made with my husband for the good of our family…..

Her voice from the kitchen window

So, here I am. A 35 year old woman with a beautiful, 17 month old daughter and I have made the decision to become a full time parent and quit my job in finance. A decision I made with my husband for the good of our family as a whole. I think to myself,

“Isn’t it a great time to be a woman? I can make my own choices. I’ve had access to education and fantastic job opportunities. All that experience and knowledge will stand to me in the future if I decide to go back to work later on.”

“It’s ok to take some time out to raise my child. Yeah, it’s ok to do that. I’m going to do it!”

“Look at me everybody, making my own choices.”

Cue uplifting background music as you watch me sterilise baby bottles in slow-motion. A quick flip in my Mummy montage to me multi tasking…

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Her Hijab

 

 

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There is elegance in the way she wears her hijab as her crown.

It’s in the way she wraps it around her head, and ties a knot near her neck to secure it in place.

It’s in the way it sometimes matches the rest of her outfit and other times clashes against it. Yet she wears it anyways.

There is elegance in the way she wears her hijab as her crown.

There is elegance in the way her eyes meet those of everyone who mistakes her choice as her weakness and say “You are wrong”.

There is elegance in her blend of confidence and humility.

There is elegance in the way she wears her hijab as her crown.