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Ayra Rajwani Ayra Rajwani

The sound of waiting

What does it mean to sit quietly while someone else determines the course of your life?

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Ayra Rajwani Ayra Rajwani

Invisible dirt

I used to think purity meant perfection; now I think it just means trying to come back.

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Ayra Rajwani Ayra Rajwani

Off the record

A reflection on grades, weight, likes, and the terrifying human instinct to turn numbers into identity.

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Zainab Abdul Zainab Abdul

Have you ever noticed the melody of February? 

I’m January when I’m thinking of grad school programs despite not even being half-way through my bachelor’s, and I’m February when I enjoy the slightly stuffy lecture hall, soaking in the professor’s words like a sponge.

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Ayra Rajwani Ayra Rajwani

Life after 11:59

I always hit submit. Until the fear that made me do it disappeared. 

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Zainab Abdul Zainab Abdul

A blizzard and a couple storms

It feels like geopolitically, the world is on fire. And the way I can run out of it is by keeping it together, by focusing on the right things in the here and now.

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Rosa Maina Rosa Maina

Home as a sound: Carrying where I am from

I was not born here. Now I live here and my life feels like it  has just begun.  Studying at University of Toronto has been the beginning of a life so brutal yet so hopeful.

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Zainab Abdul Zainab Abdul

The flavour of a name

Everyone says my name the best it can be said in English. I don’t know many people yet. I’m not so bold in this cold minty space. And that’s okay.

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Ishmul Malik Ishmul Malik

Students push for bidets across U of T

What began as a home grown campaign at University of Toronto Scarborough (UTSC) has now expanded into a tri-campus push for bidet access, citing hygiene concerns and environmental benefits.

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Zainab Abdul Zainab Abdul

What is the space between languages called?

Today is a good day. I’m not in the middle today. Today I inhabit a space of love, where the language of my family, the language of my nation where I don’t live, and the language of my nation where I’ve always lived are not far apart. 

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