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f o o d • I love how food has the power to transport us to our most beloved memories. When I feel far, a simple paratha transports me home for Saturday morning breakfast, where I am standing over the stove watching the eggs cook. My parents rush into the kitchen to check if the chai has overflowed from the pot. My little brother refuses to eat the paratha and instead decides to pour himself a bowl of cocoa pebbles cereal. My older brother grabs the juice out of the fridge. We sit at the table, we eat, we talk, we laugh, we love. We are together. Anytime I need to remember those moments, I make my way to the nearest paratha stand—and, just like that, I am home. Well, kind of. #willhirastoptalkingaboutstudyingabroad
c o m m e r c i a l i s m • Through these travel experiences, I have observed the intense commercialism that inundates our society. Random sidewalks or sacred sites—every place is marked by money. How it can be made in the largest quantities. How it can be made in the shortest amount of time. Visiting places always forces me to think of my role as a tourist, and how I am contributing to this culture of commercialism. I ask myself if the most beautiful sites should become hidden so that they aren’t burdened with the economic implications of society? If we could no longer visit that beautiful spiritual center or famous building, would the integrity of the site remain? At the same time, though, without people, the site would become barren. Perhaps the beauty of the site should be shared, but its existence should be less about money and more about meaning? If only money wasn’t paramount in our society. Realistically, though, money provides so much—opportunity, shelter, comfort, etc. Money or meaning, what matters more? #willhirastoptalkingaboutstudyingabroad
s p o n t a n e i t y • I have been described as calculated, cautious, and, at times, cold. My rigid tendencies have always forced me to think about everything with practicality and logic. Whether it's a meal or a Friday night activity, I ask myself how my decision will impact me a day later, a week later, a month later, or even a year later. However, at this moment, being in a new place without familiarity, I have become more spontaneous. I walk in that random direction. I order that weird menu item. I explore by myself. Singapore has provided me with experiences and opportunities that are enriching my life, Allhumdullilah. #willhirastoptalkingaboutstudyingabroad #Iwanttoliveinarainbow
i s l a m  a b r o a d • I work five minutes away from this beautiful mosque. Every time I pass by during a daily prayer, I see groups of people gather; it’s almost like time pauses for one purpose: prayer. When I was exploring all of my abroad options, I wanted to find a place where my religious identity was accepted and celebrated. Being here, I feel for the very first time true religious acceptance. Back in the states, I constantly answer “why?” Why am I fasting? Why am I praying? Why am I not engaging in a certain activity? Here, I don’t need to defend myself and my beliefs. There are halal food options everywhere, prayer spaces available, and a Muslim community at every corner, Allhumdullilah. ❤️ #willhirastoptalkingaboutstudyingabroad

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