What love does.

I still remember as if it were yesterday, the day I learnt i was holding on to thin air, the day I learnt, maybe just maybe it was time I picked myself at least this once. But as shameful as it is for me to admit now, i hadn’t at that time. i picked love…

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What can a girl do?

What can a girl do when all she ever had is broken pieces of her soul What can a girl do when she has to work extra hard to get what’s already rightfully hers What can a girl do when all she ever known is love that’s half empty, love that ridicules, love that tortures…

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Tea, please?

As I sipped the remaining of my tea, my thoughts drifted back on how much has changed in the past couple of months. There I was on a Saturday morning, having a cup of tea with someone I completely disagreed with on everything that was important to me, to my values and principles. I say…

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I wonder.

I wonder, How you are able to fall asleep at night knowing you have wasted your day away. I wonder, How you can wake up in the morning, knowing that today is going to be the same as yesterday and so will tomorrow. I wonder, If you are ever tired? Bored perhaps? From doing the…

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Have you awaken?

She peeps into her room, as the morning first rays break free, praying her daughter’s light have not been dimmed forever… just yet. She gave up the hope of seeing her baby okay right after she was born. Hospital visits, Quran saar, late night prayers, there’s nothing the mother hadn’t done, but all she has…

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Son.

Son, I have met many broken men, some I danced with, some i was an object to, some I took the role of a healer, some I was nothing but a decoration for their amusement, some punched me in the gut just to idealize how it feels like to be powerful and some lured me…

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Home, all along.

You look happier. Actually i am. Happier. You see, i have stopped looking, searching, longing, for moments, for life, for a person, for a career, for a better tomorrow. And, When i did, when i stopped looking; a veil was removed from my eyes, everything i always yearned for, was here all along. Within me.…

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To hold on, To let go.

Why are you so scared all the time? Why do you fear the processes of letting go and holding on?” It is a complex thing. When I hold on, I fear that maybe whatever I am holding on to will find a way to escape my grip, and when I let go I fear, maybe…

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Look at me

I juggle from one thing to another, to make people believe I have it together. I offer my back to anyone who needs a ride or just needs me to carry their burden. But look, look me in the eyes, you’ll see how much I need that too. I have a strong back, but I…

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I knew I loved you…

Dear best friend, I knew I loved, when you first held my hands and listened to my humorless jokes and laughed your lungs out. I knew I loved you when my life was at the verge of breaking apart, how you held my hands and sat with me in the dark. I knew I loved…

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