Welcome to Sarya’s Corner. It’s my honor to host you.
.السلام عليكم، تشرفنا
I’m glad you’re here. Imagine you are approaching a corner, whether it's indoors or outdoors. Your shadow pops up, being a mixture of light and darkness. To me, that's what life is about. Exploring our corners. True bravery and resilience are one's ability to look into the shadows to truly bring out one's light. It's easy to look extrinsically, yet at times it can be excruciatingly painful to look within. We must be introspective, curious, and honest with ourselves; otherwise, we risk being consumed by the darkness in our corner. I want to thank Maryam, The Professor. I can tell you that she’s brilliant and hilarious, and her thoughtful perspectives have been a meaningful inspiration for the creation of this website. I look forward to continuing to laugh with each other and to seeing how she continues to challenge me as I work on developing my own corners.
Take risks. One of my dominant functions is extroverted intuition. The light of it is that it makes me great at my job, allowing me to recognize patterns and possibilities. However, when left unchecked, the darkness can cause me to catastrophize in my own mind, making me more risk-averse than I’d like. I’m working on that. Sarya’s Corner is one way I can share parts of myself and serves as a reminder that the stories I tell myself are often far worse in my head.
It's an honor to share the stories of others and a privilege to be a part of their lives. Speaking of others, I want to share another title I hold. I’ve been called the grandma whisperer. Over time, I’ll be sharing the wisdom that I’ve gathered from folks, especially incredible women.
This is in no particular order. Some pieces are a constant regardless of the day; other parts may vary. Over the years, I’ve been a Systems, Infrastructure, Network, DevOps Administrator, Architect, and Engineer (Honestly, how many titles have I had?) The point is, I’m a jack of all trades and wear many hats. I dabble in compliance, building and poking holes in IT systems, in addition to rallying people. Seventeen-year-old me deciding to study engineering was a logical decision. These days I’m putting out fires, mitigating the risk of future ones, and being a part of a small yet smart and mighty team to clean up a mess. The most important skill I need for my current position, and in life, is communication. Technical skills are important; however, they can only take you so far. I’d like to thank my family, friends, and counseling for molding these parts of me. Both have challenged me in unique ways and have given me the courage to explore my corners and amplify my growth.
Religion. In particular, my 20s have been a time to explore, learn, refresh, and strengthen what I already knew about Islam through a spiritual lens and curiosity. When people think of structure, they think of simple habits and rules. Limiting yourself to that is a disservice and deters deeper thinking. Remember, the first verse that was revealed of the Quran, (اقْرَأْ بِٱسْمِ رَبِّكَ ٱلَّذِى خَلَقَ) invites us to be readers. As we all know, reading is one of the foundations of learning. Religiously, it's an act of worship that invites us to a loving God. Islam has grounded me through some of the most vulnerable challenges I have experienced so far in life. It's a corner that’s experienced deep darkness and vibrant light, one that I strive to expand every day. Sometimes I fail. Islam is a critical part of my life that guides me in how I approach life, others, and myself. Mercy, gratitude, forgiveness, and justice are some of the many aspects I’ve explored through religion, delving into Sarya’s corners. It's important that we apply what we read, whether it's religious text or not. I know that it's much easier said than done. If you choose not to be willing to do so, you end up doing yourself a profound disservice and risk navigating dangerous trenches of hypocrisy and ignorance, having empty corners that build darkness rather than breaking down those walls. Use kindness to motivate yourself. Immense fear and shame, especially shame, should never be a way to fuel the way you learn and apply knowledge.
Counseling. I’ve done various types throughout my adult life, in groups and individually. I’ll be sharing what I’ve gained from my journeys. I want to give a particular shoutout to a therapist I worked with, Nadia, and share with you a story of when I began working with her. I was angry, and to be quite honest, I didn’t care to develop a therapeutic relationship with her; the logical, shielding part of me said I was simply there to better understand my circumstances. I quickly realized that I was doing a disservice to both of us. It wasn’t about her; rather, it was about my walls, and I would’ve done the same with anyone else. When we began our work together, she made a distinct observation about me that I once thought was pure strength. But all strengths can also be weaknesses. Nadia asked why I speak out of logic and pointed out that I do not express my emotions. I’m used to people saying to me, كلامك منطقي (you speak logically). Initially, I was confused; I thought, “Isn’t this what everyone should do?” In my mind, it's hard to refute logical points when speaking to someone else. She then asked me if I’m like this with my family and friends. I responded with “Yes, of course.” With a concerned face, she said, “Interesting,” then feverishly began to jot down a bunch of notes on her large yellow legal pad. In the days after that session, I called my close family and friends and asked them if they agreed. Not only did they quickly agree, but they did so unanimously, and a solid chunk of them said it drove them nuts. That session launched some of the most deeply impactful work that I’ve done in a long time. Work that I continue to carry with me. It's resulted in deepening relationships with those I love and helped me find peace with saying goodbye to others. I have immense gratitude for my experience working with her; she’s sharp, cares deeply, and meets you with care and compassion. Do not allow the stigma of counseling to get in the way of self development. My work with her has been a catalyst for growth that has become a core part of Sarya’s Corner, and I will carry those lessons with me as I uncover the stories each new corner of life has to offer.
Tradition. Recently, my Uncle Hassan and I had a very important conversation while we were enjoying berry smoothies with peanut butter. He asked me if I am a traditional person. I responded that the meaning of tradition is highly subjective for each individual, even when they share the same ethnic or cultural background. I’d like to think that I pick the good parts of Sudanese and American culture while distancing myself from the harmful parts. I explained that to me, tradition is hospitality, بخور (incense), the aroma of sandalwood and musk, which provide me with comfort. Tradition is embracing your village; it’s filled with food, clothing, art, wooden rosaries, and musical genres like R&B, Pop, Jazz, حقيبة (Haqeeba), شعبي (Shaabi), and تراث (Turaas). He was shocked, pleasantly surprised, and blurted out, “How do I not know this about you?” The shock and questions continued, upon learning this side of me, he questioned one of my life decisions, which cracked me up. I think it was more so of the way he said it, rather than the question in itself. I then informed him I play the Oud. You could see the excitement in his eyes, he also asked me how I learned and what I play. I informed him that I’m self-taught and showed him a quick audio clip of me playing a Sudanese classic, “يا غالية زينة حياتي”. The title itself translates to “My Precious One, The Beauty of my Life.” Sudanese music is deeply poetic. It’s authentic, filled with raw meaning that touches your soul in a powerful way, especially if you resonate with the lyrics. The majority of these songs can be broken down into the following:
The Puzzle Pieces of Sarya’s Corners
“I’m in love!”
“I’m in love, but they do not love me back.”
“I’m in love, but they moved.”
“We love each other, but this external factor is preventing us from being together.”
“I’m heartbroken.”
“Life is gloomy…”
When I play the Oud, I hear the song in my head. It’s embedded. There’s no sheet music; I play from the heart. Here’s the same audio clip that I showed Uncle Hassan:
As I share stories in Sarya’s Corner, I’ll write about the lessons and share the wisdom of those who have shaped me, what faith means to me, and how my understanding of it evolves as I continue to navigate the shadows of my corners to bring out my light. I’ll reflect on the growth and resilience that have resulted from life’s hardships. I’ll share how music keeps me connected to parts of my identity, and how Haqeeba and Turaas keep me tethered to my grandparents, whom I miss deeply and can only visit and talk to in my dreams.
Together, we will explore the importance of taking care of ourselves physically and mentally. They are tethered together, and to grow, we must strive to take care of these corners of ourselves. I’ll share digital stories I have captured from my trips with my camera. I’m still very much a novice, so bear with me. The photos I’ll share with you are raw pictures, just like the much like the pieces of myself I've chosen to share with you. I’m learning to see the world with a new lens and discovering my own corner within.
Here are two books that I highly recommend, which have had a significant impact on my life:
The Power of Habit: Why We Do What We Do in Life and Business
Reclaim Your Heart: Personal Insights on Breaking Free from Life's Shackles
Till next time, take care, and it's been an honor to share these parts of me with you. If you’d like to get notified of future stories, you can subscribe to Sarya’s Corner.
Here’s a glimpse of the places and moments that have shaped my sense of home.
Khartoum, Sudan
March 2020
This Mango Tree existed for decades and is one of several trees my grandfather planted. Post-war, this tree no longer exists. I miss you, Jiddo, and will always cherish the conversations we used to have under this tree, in the corner of the حوش (backyard), sitting with our shadows.
Omdurman, Sudan
March 2020
The view from my aunt’s balcony. I cherish the laughs that I’ve had with my cousins and the amount of teasing that is enough to last a lifetime. ان شاء الله, one day we will all be reunited here again.