Why my sexuality is none of your business

You don’t need evidence about sexuality: on being bi and why it’s none of your business Lately, I’ve become more attuned to bisexual erasure, more so because I’ve been asked questions to ‘prove’ my sexuality, which shouldn’t be anyone’s business anyway. A lot of people tend to say “you’re not bi because you’ve never beenContinue reading “Why my sexuality is none of your business”

Dating in a pandemic

When I first met my boyfriend earlier this year, I didn’t expect everything that followed to be so movie-esque. It all unfurled slowly, like the lead up to the conflict that inevitably transpires before the predictable Happily Ever After we all want, wish, and hope for. The search for a Happily Ever After sinks inContinue reading “Dating in a pandemic”

Brown Boy Privilege

Being born a girl is hard enough, but coming into the world as a brown girl is seemingly harder: forced to face the most violent, burdensome subjugations of the Diaspora, still holding onto the traditions of lands left behind, a culture so rife in patriarchy, abuse and placing izzat on the shoulders of its daughters’.

Interviewing Cathy Hopkins

I’m so excited to tell you all that I have had the pleasure of interviewing the previous reigning Queen of teen fiction, Cathy Hopkins. She’s been writing since 1986, and has published over 70 books. Cathy has always been one of my favourite YA writers, loving how unapologetically British and relatable, feisty and lovable herContinue reading “Interviewing Cathy Hopkins”

Sex, Religion and Culture: on navigating sex as a brown Muslim woman

[This is an extract from an article I wrote for Clitbait.] Content warning: graphic content, blood, mentions of sexual injury Navigating sex is hard. But trying to do it as a South Asian girl, from a religious Muslim family, is even harder.

On education: from primary school to university

I’ve been in education for, I think, thirteen years. I can’t exactly recall my earliest years, but I do remember being in school when I was six years old. I do, also, have hazy memories of a nursery and a sandpit. But for the sake of this piece, let’s just say I’ve been in educationContinue reading “On education: from primary school to university”

Gilmore Girls, Growing Up and Getting Out

[This article was first written for and published on The Opinion Panel. This is just a snippet of the article.] As I write this, I’m a few short weeks away from turning 22, something I am both looking forward to and dreading, because it means getting another year older, but still not having accomplished everythingContinue reading “Gilmore Girls, Growing Up and Getting Out”