I’m Here!

The picture above is the view from the highest floor of the gymnasium of Al Akhawayn University in Ifrane.

I’m finally in Morocco!

I arrived on August 23rd, and it’s been a very exciting several days. I’ve met countless other fellow international students and went shopping at the local “marché.” A couple friends and I also explored the local park, which also had some individual vendors with a variety of jewelry, decor, and home goods.

I’m anticipating many more adventures to come!

Study Abroad Scholarship

I thought I couldn’t get more excited. Alas, I was wrong. Yesterday I received an email stating that I was selected to receive UT’s College of Liberal Arts Study Abroad Exchange Scholarship! It won’t take care of every dollar I need for the program, but it will certainly help a lot. I will be posting highlights of my experience in Morocco beginning in August, accompanied by shots taken with my Nikon. Stay tuned!

I will miss having a president I love and admire. Yes, my heart is heavy but my resolve is hardening. The coming years might challenge the strength of our shared values of freedom and democracy but they should also prove our resilience as Americans, as advocates of the universal rights of human beings to live and pursue happiness. The challenges we face should not to be feared, but anticipated and prepared for. If it doesn’t scare us, it won’t strengthen us.

Prayers for 2017

The president of UT’s Undergraduate Law Review assembled this beautiful project exploring the impact of the 2016 election cycle on students of various religious backgrounds and their relationship with their faith. I was honored to take part in Brigit’s project and hope that the coming years will prove that this country will only grow stronger and more resilient in the face of adversity.

November 10th, 2016

The night of November 9th of 2016 will forever be a landmark moment in my life. Watching the election of that night shocked me beyond measure, and I wasn’t the only one. Young people across America received a wake up call too bellowing to ignore, that screamed “you are responsible”. Responsible for the shape our country takes, each other’s wellness, and our generation’s future. Continue reading November 10th, 2016


When I moved back to Austin to attend the University of Texas I visited the middle school I attended during my first years in America, Murchison. The memories I have of that time are anything but pleasant, for I couldn’t speak English, stood out like a sore thumb (with my foreign clothes and hijab), and I had 0 friends or acquaintances to spend the lunch hour with. I knew I was different. Continue reading Murchison