Dreaming of ways to get out

TRIGGER WARNING: mental health / depression As always, it has been a while since my last post, and for those of you loyal readers who continue to stay and support me, thank you. I know I’m nowhere near as consistent as I used to be, about a year or two ago — which is very…

2020 in review: the highs, the lows and the in-between

When the year first began, it started off with hope and a firm belief of making it ‘the year of me’, of being the absolute best version of myself and making moves. From finding and securing work placements and internships, to getting a part time job. The year was filled with moments that have shaped…

It’s the little moments

It’s another day, though it is the love of my life’s birthday and we celebrated this day the only way we could in this ceaseless period of confusion and weirdness, of survival, of appreciating the simple blisses of being with him. Spending time together. Holding each other.

Emily in Paris: where’s the loyalty?

I watched Netflix’s latest rom-com show, Emily in Paris, as soon as it aired and . . . well, I have thoughts. Lots of thoughts. Emily in Paris was directed by the creator of Sex and the City, Darren Star. It’s a feel-good, lighthearted show, released at a perfect time, amidst an ongoing pandemic, whilst…

I stopped wearing my hijab because I was scared for my life

(Note: I can honestly say, writing this piece for the Metro was so important — as it not only includes the discussion of Islamophobia and the terror (aka terrorism) of it, but the removal of the hijab as a result. Of course, as I’ve mentioned Islamophobia is not the only reason I no longer (fully)…

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 in…

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’.