Why I’m in the papers



In the space of a month I’ve had the opportunity to be featured in Sisters Mag, Shakti Women (women to watch), Brit Asia TV, Asian World Newspaper and quite recently Eastern Eye Newspaper. Although my public work was more of the attraction I chose to extend this opportunity further in the hope of achieving something greater than anticipated.

From as early as I can remember, abuse has always challenged me to move forward. For years I’d go to counsellors trying to get to the root of my misery in the hope of achieving my happy every after. Never did I stop and acknowledge what exactly I was hoping to gain.

I remember the moment it all dawned on me. I was curled up in a ball, sleepless, speechless, lifeless. I took out a book that I’d bought and open it up. I smoothed out its brand new pages, ‘The Free Writing Journal’, I took a deep breath and began writing.

3 Years later I make it my living to go out to schools and teach children about Identity and Abuse, both areas of my life that had me falling into black holes of despair and misery. I had to be a clown before I could retire from the stage and return in full glory embracing every part of me good and bad.

When I take to the stage many wriggle in their seats, puzzled by appearance, curious as to whether I can do what I claim. Singing is what I do, and alongside my own joy I appear to have captured the emotions of my audience. In doing so I share one of the darkest parts of my life in the hope that others can find the light a lot sooner than I.

I am Shalina
I am a Muslim
I am a Woman
I am a single mother
I am British
I am an Artist

Allahu Akbar (God is the Greatest)

Crisis Analysis: When Divorce Brings Freedom



I was given the amazing opportunity to share my journey after divorce. Check it out :)

Originally posted on Lexical Scribe:


As the opening entry to our Crisis Analysis series: The Divorced Muslim Woman, we talk to Shalina Litt. Shalina is a Muslimah who found both strength and freedom through her divorce. Unfortunately, most divorces are seen as a breakdown of marriage resulting from faults on both sides. Now, whilst this may be the case in some divorces, it is not the truth for all. 

Shalina shares her story – how walking away from her marriage lead her to start an exciting new chapter in her life…

Getting Divorced Was The Best Thing I Ever Did
Shalina Litt

If I told you he stamped on my head and I still stayed married to him, you’d think I was crazy.  What did it take for me to finally walk away? I lost my baby. For me, that was when the case was closed. I asked for my khula [divorce], full of emotion. At…

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Boycotting limits their power!


This morning I got back from an interview, I was brought to tears as I placed the headphones over my ears to learn of how the BBC were reporting what is happening in Gaza. While a massacre takes place, or another ethnic cleansing attack on Muslims is present, a video appeared on social media with Michael Gove declaring he is a zionist.

I cried because on the one hand I didn’t want to aid an organisation in reporting whilst they display what seems to be a very biased approach. However I don’t believe everyone who works at BBC agrees, and whist I acknowledge this is wrong also I acknowledge that I must continue to stand up for what I believe in at any given opportunity to declare the truth about Islamaphobia and look for those that present me with that platform.

Innocent people who take no part in this spiritual warfare because they see no value in it, float along in a collective consciousness shaped by those with the power to inject beliefs fuelled by pure evil.

Everyone is on a journey and while some figure out what is governing their every move some are non the wiser till the awareness is presented to them by different means. Are you been controlled or in control, that is the question.

Boycotting limits a power yes, but while we invest our energy in that we loose sight of what we should really want to achieve when we acknowledge we wish to have no part in those that promote the discrimination of people just because of their beliefs, (Trojan Horse).

Democracy should be about a social consensus achieved through a collective consciousness that protects the rights of humans with no discrimination of creed, race, sex, religion and so on. Limitations should only be imposed where someone beliefs pose to be a harm to the self or those around them.

Sexual Abuse- Where do I start Part 1


Sexual Abuse- Where do I start Part 1

The brother abused his sister, the uncle abused his niece, the father abused his daughter, the cousins abused him, the imam abused the student. The amount of calls I receive on this topic are endless. I’ve remained silent on this issue for quite a while now trying to figure out how I approach it, but enough is enough.

Firstly if you’ve been abused I hope it is clear to you by now that you have nothing to be ashamed of, rather it is those that took part in making you feel as though this abuse was nothing more than a slap on the wrist and you should get over it that should really be ashamed.

Secondly to the family that finds out about the abuse- It is important to know that how a family responds can either aid the victim to make a quicker recovery, but if not managed correctly, the way a family respond can set the victim back further more.

My delay in addressing this topic has been due to me wanting to do a radio show that not only raises the topic but has the right people on offering support from different aspects.

Although sexual abuse is more common with girls, boys are also at risk of been abused, and in some cases I’ve heard that more that one person has taken part in this vicious crime.

It seems many want me to raise this issue on my show and in blogs so I’ll try my best to address it the way it should. If you would like support or to inform me of any organisations that help others please email iamshalina@live.co.uk and you will be contacted God Willing

Behind the Veil


You either get it or you don’t, and if you don’t then I hope the following helps you out a bit.

See I tried to fit into all the little boxes people usually put you in based on the way you talk, walk, dress and behave. But it didn’t work out, cos it left people happy but me miserable. It took me years to break down the walls that I’d allowed to be built up around me creating a fortress that protect ‘them’ from me.

Eventually I found my way out, and fed up of giving those around me what they wanted I set out to go for what I needed. Along the way I turned to my Lord for guidance and protection from those that would force me to silence the very essence of who I really am.

Believing in yourself when no one else does is like walking in the dark. A part of you wants to stay where things are familiar, even with the things that make you miserable.

My decision to finally free myself from the oppressions of others meant I would revisit the way I walk, talk, act and dress caring little for the consequences previously instilled in me.

The Documentary done about me is a little window into me doing this. People who don’t get me need to understand I’m someone who has been raised in England exposed to many cultures that have all resonated with me in different ways. A mixture of British, Pakistani, Jamaican, Religious and musical attitudes and beliefs have all affected who I am today.

Do not judge its not your place, rather comprehend that nothing stay or no one stays the same.

http://programma.ntr.nl/10607/seks-en-de-zonde/detail/aflevering/6000013092/Seks-en-de-Zonde (series 5)

Videos of me singing can be found at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=On2EmHj_RRY

The path of abandonment


They could no longer hide the truth, ‘they don’t care, harsh but true’, from the words of those that did. I cried in despair feeling helpless and exhausted from shifting through the endless ways I could find excuses for the way they treated me.

“Why do you punish yourself”? Many began to ask me the same thing, and I had to start changing my answers. I never perceived it as me punishing myself but rather another opportunity for them to love me. All of the movies I watched had happy endings, so why couldn’t mine be one I thought. University taught me what was right, so why couldn’t they fulfil that role.

When your life contradicts your reality it can turn you crazy as mine almost did. Young Pakistani Asian girl raised in an Off Licence. That was my first hurdle, and yet I never quite got it then either. People were shocked, but rather than ask this young girl more questions I was given the silent treatment. People back then were 10 times more cultural then what we have today which is nothing more than a diluted cordial drink. I was in the core of Pakistani culture, Salvar Kameezes, trousers under my skirts and two pig tails.

My teacher always said, “One day, I’m going to turn on my TV and see you on it”. She wasn’t wrong, I’ve been on TV alright, but for reasons not even I would have anticipated.

Draped in material with my head in my hands I lift my head up and took a deep breath. “I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. If anyone should be ashamed, its them, for not protecting me or defending my innocence when I was a child”.

My hands crept to the keyboard of my laptop, I took a deep breath, “Lets Begin”

A snippet from my book… watch this space