The law in Yemen is selective and discriminatory against women, focusing it’s restrictions on the shops and centers where they worked, while other shops belonging to men were left open without any threats.
I accidentally saw a hashtag calling for accountability for the murderer of a girl who has the same name as mine. The victim did not only have my name; but she was also a rural Egyptian young girl, who was the mother to one child, and was married to a non-Egyptian, just like me.
Maher was able to have his eldest son back and treated him out of ISIS’ influence. The boy was reintegrated into the community to which he belonged. However, it seems that Maher will now have to go through another similar experience. This time, his mission will be to reunite his entire family and introduce his children to their mother and brother.
Today, I came to be one of “the workers” in their empire, with no name, description, or history other than the one they decide to write for me. I have no rights except what they deem appropriate for me. Indeed, I was a loud and discordant note in their symphony that needed to be muted.
After streaming a video on her Facebook page revealing the extortion she faced at “Syria TV,” the Syrian journalist Maha Ghazal shared her story, and announced that she would go on with her battle to win her rights back, especially after reading the impassive statement by “Syria TV,” and the disappointing responses by “Fadaat”…
By the end of my date with my boyfriend, I was starting to think about where I could change my clothes and put on my veil, and about the safest route to get to my town wearing my “proud hijabi girl” face and hug my mom and end this beautiful day with nothing but a memory.