Dina Zaman

free The last installment of I Am Muslim . Yep folks, this is the last time you'll see us!

free The last instalment of Jakarta: The Light of God

free The writer observes and learns about soul cleansing, banana tree mystics and overhears a few stories.

new The writer spent nine days in Jakarta to discover a little piece of heaven. This is the first part of the series.

new Janda gatal , the about-turn in the IFL saga... all in a day's work for a single woman in Malaysia

While the country goes to town debating on moral policing, what of lovestruck unmarried Muslims that have to resort to bushes and tamans for dates?

new What is cukur jambul ? A short essay on the Muslim 'christening' and the blessing of a newborn baby

new The writer mulls over her multi-racial friendships and wonders if she's too idealistic.

new A short story about tutelage; of a pupil and her guru.

new A portrait of a multi-cultural family.

new Why is it always Us Versus Them among the Muslims?

new There's a new breed of men in town: abstinent, celibate men.

new Remember when going for religious classes was fun?

new We have received a reprieve. The Islamic Family Law Act is on hold.

new Selamat Hari Raya Eidl Adha to readers! I am Muslim is a year old!

new Muslim women start off the new year with a lame excuse of a gift: the controversial amended Islamic Family Law

new A short excerpt of life.

new An eye and ear opening and popping Raya season for the writer.

What causes a person to hate?

new What is destiny in Islam? Are we helpless to change our lives?

Next week is the beginning of Ramadan, a month of abstinence, brotherhood and reflection.

What was supposed to be a late night supper turned into something bizarre.

new Seminars, seminars, seminars. The writer plans to take a break from them.

new I've had another adventure of the spiritual kind, hence my not being in action for the past two weeks. This accounts for the dark circles beneath my eyes, and right after this, I'm hitting the shops to get me some magic to kill the panda-eyes. Hey, you never know who I'll meet.