Al Jazeera: UK hysteria over 'Islamist' threat is fuelling race hate

UK hysteria over 'Islamist' threat is fuelling race hate

Britain's panicked take on 'Islamists' has enabled the spread of racism and emboldened the far-right UKIP party

Once again, the British press is panicking over the "Islamists" that are apparently lurking with malicious intent on every street corner in the UK.

Inner Self

Hello you all! It's been a long time coming, but after so long I've managed to do something I haven't done for ages. I've written another poem.
I'd like to give special credit to Power of Silence for her encouragement; naturally I decided to call this poem Inner Self. Enjoy!

Seeing you again makes me grin and laugh like I’m lame
A sense of happiness, joy, nostalgia, longingness and then shame
I look upon you, the one who saw and shone so bright
Putting trust in you, your honour and your loyalty would confirm I was right.

I'm different to you & you is different to me.

So, You have a name, an age, a nationality, a religion maybe, a family, a community, a medical health record, a fitness status, a criminal record (or not), a race, a skin tone, a life, a pet elephant, a mansion & a flash car or a cardboard box, a bank full of money or the change in your pocket. We all have different things, be that culture, religion, nationalities, bank status's, wealth, families, there's something that causes me to be different from you.

Be Yourself

"Don't worry about what they think or say. Just be yourself!"

When you read the above, what does it make you think about?
If someone said it to you, how would you feel?

But how much of our 'self', is actually ours?
How many hours of the day are you the 'self' which pleases your boss, colleagues or classmates?
What about our friends?
Do you always feel you can say what you really think to your parents?
How often can you just sit back and 'be yourself'?

Britishness is Dead, Long Live Britishness

Britain is not the country it used to be. It's once grand empire has shrivelled to a few sparsely populated islands here and there. It is no longer at the forefront of global commerce and its influence in international relations diminished as it played second fiddle to George W Bush's foreign policy for almost a decade. Ideals of Britain being powerful, home to the best race in the world, and the last bastion of civilisation no longer hold sway.

Editorial - Who Am I?

Sajid Iqbal

I am a father, a mother, a husband, a wife, a brother, a sister, a son and a daughter. I am a child, a teenager and an adult. I am a neighbour, team mate, work colleague and soul mate. I am a student, a graduate and a teacher. I am soap mad, a football fan, a food fanatic and a shopaholic. I am normal, special, ambitious, creative and fun.

So what am I? I am a Muslim.