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Women's hijab
“Is the hijab requirement for women in Islam—is it derogatory?” This is a question that is often discussed in modern times, especially in the context of the feminist movement, Western human rights philosophy, and secularism. The usual complaint from atheists and non-Muslims is—“Islam forces women to cover their bodies, which is a kind of attack on women’s freedom and individuality. Why does Islam always require women to cover their bodies, not men? Isn’t this discriminatory against women?” To find the answer to this question, we need to go deeper into our Islamic beliefs—why Islam has given such a requirement, and whether it is derogatory at all.
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Writers
Conclusion to a Vocalite Manifesto
Making my once hypothetical Vocalite manifesto into a reality became a much larger endeavor than I ever anticipated. It turns out I had a lot of ideas and a lot to say about some of the areas for improvement on the platform.
By D.K. Shepardabout a year ago in Writers
How to Choose the Right Plates for Your Home: A Stylish and Practical Guide
When it comes to dining essentials, plates are more than just functional items—they are a reflection of your style, taste, and hospitality. Whether you're hosting a dinner party or enjoying a simple meal with family, the right plates can elevate your dining experience. From material and size to design and usage, selecting the perfect set can be both exciting and overwhelming.
By Anurag Singhabout a year ago in Writers
Story name: “Al-Asifah” (The Storm).
The night is deep. The snow-capped peaks of the Sierra Nevada stand still, looking up at the stars in the sky. The wind blows in the valley like a gentle breath, but in that breath today there are terrible tears hidden. Because tonight, tonight is the night—when a civilization will be extinguished, when a dream called Andalusia will be buried forever.
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Writers
Story name: “Ahad... Ahad...”
The night was deep, the sky of Mecca was filled with darkness. Silence was all around, as if nature itself was trembling with the arrival of some unknown truth. In the last hours of that night, a young black man was lying on a mud bed in a small hut, his eyes closed in silence. His name was Bilal—a slave brought from Abyssinia, who had no land, no inheritance, and not even his own life.
By Abdul Barikabout a year ago in Writers
One Skill That Changed My Career
How Mastering Communication Took Me from Stuck to Successful In the heart of Bengaluru’s buzzing tech hub, I spent most of my twenties working as a software engineer in a fast-paced IT firm. Like many of my peers, I prided myself on being technically sound. My code was clean. My logic was strong. My work ethic was unquestionable. But despite all this, my career felt… stuck.
By Think & Learnabout a year ago in Writers










