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Happy Thanksgiving and Eid Mubarak! 27 November , 2009

Rather than either celebrating thankfulness for one holiday or sacrifice for the other, I think this year’s proximity of Thanksgiving and Eid al-Adha is an opportunity to recognize how complementary they are.

This year, like most, I stayed in New York, as visiting either parent is both expensive, and inpractical given the shortness of time.  Medina and I hosted a Thanksgiving dinner, and invited anyone.  To our surprise, we had 12 people show up, crowding our little 1-bedroom apartment in Queens.   You could say that hosting such a dinner requires some sacrifice, albeit minuscule compared to the sacrifice asked of Ibrahim, but I think that falls short of recognizing the blessing.

Around 10am Thanksgiving morning, our friends Heather, Nic, and Ming showed up with a turkey, duck, and chicken, along with the ingredients of stuffing, and some other dishes.  We worked together to make Turducken, along with a plethora of delectable side dishes.

It was a trying procedure, as we discovered pyrex glass can’t rest on the bottom of the oven, or else it explodes into shards of molten glass which can cut/burn/sear your bare feet.  After eight hours of cooking, and seven runs to the grocery store, we had an amazing meal.

It was then when I realized what I am thankful; others’ sacrifice.  Without those around me taking the time, it would have been a stressful process rather than a fun ordeal.  As a product of everyone one digging in and making this happen, we had our own interfaith/international Thanksgiving here in Astoria, among a family of friends.

 

Letter from Shakeel 28 August , 2009

Shakeel is our awesome National Director of India.  Starting a few months ago, he has switched to running World Faith India full-time.  He sent me a letter explaining the work they are doing, so far with only $1,000 and I wanted to share it with all of you:

Dear Frank,

Just wanted to update you on recent events in India.

The funds has been transferred. that;s a great relief bcos my team was not able to go on streets for street contacts bcos of lack of money plus the non-formal education center we started was also in danger closing down. BIG THANKS for sending the funds. With this money we were able to buy some books and stationery for the children ( from ragpicking community) attending this education center.

Now we are having 7 members working actively for world faith India Chapter- Haq A Campaign for the rights of Homeless. Nobody is paid salary we all are working for it for free. the names are shakeel, akbar, nandlal, radheshyam, jaiprakash, zenab and lalit. we also have a working group of 21 members which met once a month.

That’s some update. Please let me know any developments from your side on the funding thing. The Indian Chapter is really growing in a very short time. Without any institutional support it will be difficult to sustain it for longer period.Now we need a office, a helpline to deal with crisis, some staff to handle emergencies arising at night, So there are many things where we are not able to intervene due to lack of funds.

Do keep me posted on any development.

thanks and regards,
Shakeel

Photos from informal school:

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Return from India… 27 January , 2009

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Hey All,

I know I have neglected my duties of blogging for quite some time.  I will begin writing again now that I am back in New York after traveling for the past two months, most recently in India.  Essentially my plan is to recount what happened in India through a series of posts, in which I’ll include some photos and videos, etc.  Here is my first installment:

Day 1:   In the dawn of the first day in Delhi, a thick fog clouds the city.  For years I have been enamored with aspects of South Asian culture.  Having studied Kajira rhythms and amassing a decent library of both traditional and modern Indian music, I was ready to embrace a culture that I had already felt comfortable with before arriving.  India is beautiful.  Yet within a few minutes in Delhi, a whole new world begins to present itself.  The intense poverty is overwhelming, as children, often crippled, beg at every intersection in the city.  India is dirty.  I don’t mean this in a negative way, but this constant sense of contradiction in India.  Beauty and trajedy.  Even the term snake charmer fits the bill… Why would anyone want to charm a snake?  

 

I also felt a big isolated, for the first time in years.  While I have been doing significant amounts of traveling in the past few years, it has been to places where I feel comfortable with the language, know many people, and at least have some hope of blending in.  Knowing no Hindi/Urdu, I stuck out in India, towering over the men an average of five inches, and a foot over the women.  Luckily the Humari Dunya director, Soofia Ahmed, was there to help, with her husband Zubair. It was an unfamiliar feeling to me to be a complete outsider.

 

World Faith Director Opens NASDAQ 31 March , 2008

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World Faith Executive Director Frank Fredericks was invited to open the NASDAQ with the staff of Youth Venture.  Youth Venture is the part of Ashoka that funds small projects as they take root.  Both World Faith, and The Lebanon Project received Youth Venture grants while the founding leaders were at New York University.  Gretchen Zucker, the Executive Director of Youth Venture, had the honors of “ringing the bell.”  More pictures here.

 

Frank Fredericks is Recognized by James Carville at CGIU 14 March , 2008

Frank Fredericks was recognized at the Clinton Global Initiative University in New Orleans, for his commitment on emergency preparation in New York with World Faith.

 

The Lebanon Project: The Beginning and the Next Step 30 January , 2008

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A vision is something that is extremely personal, hard to express, and harder to manifest. I know this as I have spent most my time and effort on building my own vision of World Faith. The Lebanon Project was not my vision, but the vision of some inspired and quick-to-mobilize NYU students who wanted to lead a service-learning project to Lebanon with the backing of World Faith. Organizationally this is ideal as each World Faith project should not require micromanagement, and decentralization is a key term I use frequently when describing the evolution of World Faith. However, on The Lebanon Project’s first service-learning trip, I had the blessing of joining them as a participant.

I arrived in Beirut as tired as the rest of us after two days of travel (and many unsuccessful attempts at solving a rubic’s cube I bought for the journey); a group of 10 students, diverse in many ways. From Muslims to Christians, Jews and Agnostics, We as a group had to have at least 17 passports among us, as we were such an ethnically diverse group. We immediately all expressed a touch of shock to find the irony of Lebanon: The nation which represents so many headlines of political instability and religious friction is not only clean and modern, but cosmopolitan and relatively calm.

The service-learning projects were varied but revealing. After touring the destruction in the south of Lebanon, we brought art supplies to an UNRWA refugee school for Palestinian children. As we encouraged the each student to draw their idea of peace, we were quickly shown the varied ideologies of peace: a map of Palestine with a fence around, a flaming building with rockets flying at it, and a field with what appeared to be children running in it. I inquired about the latter. The child said to me that he understood peace to be when, “children can play together; Christian and Muslim children, and even Jewish Children.” Amazing. What Martin Luther King spoke at age 34, this refugee child unknowingly reflected at age eight.

From the varied service-learning projects and dialogue events we had, one theme was definitely revealed to me, which completed some unfinished thoughts from previous travels in the region. After this trip (in which I also went to Syria), I have now personally been in Palestine/Israel, and every country that borders it. I have the heard the same stories from many perspectives; more than one per country. This trip, especially with our time spent in the south, particularly in the Beqa’a Valley, had a tendency to come back to the wars and occupations with Israel, being in 1975, 1982, or 2006. I realized that as Americans, we have a tendency to only see the headlines and the numbers at best, if we are even informed of that much. After meeting our volunteer guide through the south Mohammad, I learnt that his home had been leveled in 2006, “collateral damage.” Now I can no longer think of the situation of 2006 in sheer numbers and headlines. I suffered from this disconnect before this trip, even though in 2006 I was only 100 miles away, working on the US State Department’s evacuation, but I still had missed this great lesson that was revealed to me: When you go and meet people on their terms in their homeland, and you hear their story, regardless of your political opinions, you must put a human face to the headlines and statistics. The humanization of all parties makes you see conflict in new light. THIS IS A MODERATING FORCE.

When the service-learning trip ended, and my fellow participants returned to New York, and I began my next journey (after a slight detour to Damascus, in which I was ridiculously ill). I met with several leaders of interfaith work in Beirut to learn about the history and past failures of interfaith work in Lebanon (including some projects that ended in death threats), and I met with young minds frustrated with the current state of affairs who have the ideas but not the forum to share them. After my week of learning as much as I could about the role of religion in politics and media, I rented out a local café’s meeting room and held an open meeting for anyone interested in interfaith projects in Lebanon, about three hours before I had to be at the airport for my return flight.

Ten religiously diverse young people, from age 19 to 26, met me there. After briefly sharing my own experience, I allowed the attendees to share their own views and frustrations. I noticed a theme, so I asked a friend of mine present, Ziad, why when we met and I asked how he identified himself, he answered, “a citizen,” and not “Christian,” or “Muslim.” He answered, and the others agreed, that, “Our political parties, the structure of our society, is all built on religious lines, which is hurting the unity of Lebanon, we need to secularize!”

I responded to him with a dilemma, “But then if our generation is fixated on secularization, what is left in the discourse of religion in politics and the media? The conversation is dominated by those who use the religious language for division and disunity.” So I proposed, “Rather than secularizing, what if we pluralize, in that we respond in the public discourse with religious language applied to unity and peace-building?” The conversation stretched over two hours, and it resulted in everyone in attendance agreeing to meet a week later to design their own interfaith service team, as a World Faith chapter in Lebanon. I was ecstatic. I flew back, worn out yet inspired, and solved the rubic’s cube in the Moscow Airport. A week later, they came together and met, bringing in some new friends, and agreed on a name (“2gether”), and slated their first event for March 1. As one of them recently wrote me, “The journey begins…”

What is both inspiring and frustrating is that with all the groundbreaking work I have seen World Faith be blessed with in contributing, inciting, inspiring and facilitating, we have done it with relatively little funds. Everyone is volunteers, and we are still waiting for our non-profit status to finalize. We are a few weeks away from opening applications for our Humari Dunya project in India slated for June (led by the amazing and inspiring Soofia Ahmed), which we need to fundraise for, and since I have returned to the US less than two weeks ago, I have received messages from people interested in start local World Faith chapters in four more locations. We are also working with a local organization and the City of New York to create a pilot program of developing a protocol for houses of worship to mobilize as proselytizing-free Ready Receiving Centers in emergency situations of different sorts, which I hope to export to other World Faith chapters in the world. Even in publicity, we have been hugely blessed, as in the past four months I have personally done three TV interviews (including Good Morning America), two radio interviews and one print. I am three months away from graduating and pray that I will be blessed with the opportunity to go full-time with World Faith, and the biggest uncertainty is the financial viability of such a plan. I am working on sustainability programs as well, but even those require starting capital. So I am going to continue with what we have, but in the coming months I will be also begin reaching some of the limits of what we can do. So I work in faith that the means will become available as the scope of our projects increase, even as the speed of growth continues to amaze me week by week.

Relavant links: http://www.worldfaith.org

http://www.worldfaith.org/tlp

http://www.myspace.com/worldfaith

 

Moro and the Masree Sunset 3 October , 2007

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In my travels I constantly find myself in entertaining situations which lead me into indescribable situations, where only in retrospect can I find words to describe, the story-telling process maturing as last season’s wine has reached its maturity.  One such of these stories comes from my first time living in Alexandria, Egypt.  Beyond the isolation one feels in a foreign land, I struggled with the language.  The area I lived, A3gamy, was tranquil, as I lived three blocks from the Meditereannean Sea, but such serenity has a dose of loneliness.  I had made some friends, but out of them I made one specific friend who took the greatest risk in doing so.

Fil Masr it is not considered proper for a Muslim girl to hang out with a male, especially a foreign male such as myself in a city like Al-Iskandreya.  However, she stood by me amongst the shouts of angered locals, joined me in the male train cars, and waited for me with a smiling face as I arrived at Mahatet Raml duly late with the ritualistically tardy microbuses across the oil fields from home.  Never before did someone gladly pay such a cost to be a friend to me.

I realize that until we are no longer are the minority, those of us who choose see through the walls told to us by those who to live the lie that the other is inhuman, we will pay this cost.  We may never see a world different in this way, but the idea… I think that’s striving for.

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