What is ‘home’? Is it something more than just an address, just the building where we reside, just the valley that is ‘ours’, just the country where we were born and live?
Ziauddin Sardar
What is a thing? Philosophers have been pondering the question, but no real answers are forthcoming.
Those fortunate enough to have met Merryl Wyn Davies instantly noticed certain features of her towering personality.
The first issue of Critical Muslim was published in January 2012, in the heydays of the ‘Arab Spring’. Anti-government protests and rebellions, starting from Tunisia, had spread across the Middle East.
Our dislike of pigeons is a modern, urban fetish.
I was rather surprised by Assisi. I expected the home town of St Francis, who was declared the patron saint of ecology by Pope Paul II in November 1979, to be a haven for wildlife.
This world, the old Sufi mystics used to teach, is a mirage. There is a higher Reality that exists by its own essence.
Is the future ‘real’? Can it be made ‘real’? The best answer in these best of all possible postnormal times cannot be black or white.
Fibs projected as true stories. That is what populism is all about. Like all stories it has elements of truth. And like all stories it is fiction in the true sense of the word, involving falsehood, lies, misrepresentation, untruth.
Most South Asian families have one. An Auntie Ji, who is not really a member of the family, but everyone’s Auntie. On the Subcontinent, they serve as marriage brokers and go-betweens, and keep the neighbourhood well-oiled with gossip. Amongst the Asian diaspora in Britain, the universal Auntie Ji performed an additional function: she served as a local moral guardian who kept a beady eye on the young.