Because one, we never forgot it happened. and just because we couldn’t find it in ourselves to let it out then, we feel the world could now be more gentle in hearing our stories. Two, if we wanted to ruin lives, we could have done so at that exact time, when we had plenty of… Read More Why are women remembering things from 20 years ago and accusing others and ruining their lives?
I don’t know how many can relate to this. But here’s hoping some can. As someone who had to go through both I can say neither is what I would want to look forward to. Every time a rishta has come for me, my family has always hidden it for me. And I think that… Read More What’s worse: Job Interview or Rishta Interview?
My mother raised us all by herself even though my father is alive and well. He never lived with us. That’s all you should know about him. I had been wanting to write this article since last week but never got the chance to finish it. Until just now this appeared on my TL. https://urdu.geo.tv/amp/190329?__twitter_impression=true… Read More Huband/Father Name?
Today I am truly shameful for calling myself a Pakistani. 17 years ago, a friend confided in me that she was an Ahmedi. “Please don’t tell anyone, my mother forbade me to tell this to anyone” At 13 she trusted me with her secret. At 13, I didn’t know why she felt she needed to… Read More Deeply shameful Naya Pakistan
I hate that you ruined my favorite perfume for me I cannot enjoy the fragrance without being transported back into your car I hate that I cannot steal your books anymore There was never a book I did not enjoy that had your fingerprints on it I hate that I can never walk in the… Read More 10 Things I Hate About You
I completed my masters today. Presented my thesis for an open defense and came out as a graduate. For the first five (ok let’s stretch it to 10) my family was ecstatic… and then came the regrets. Why didn’t you marry that guy back in 2013? Your life could have been so much more different.… Read More Not enough
My cousin passed away today. After suffering for more than a year from kidney failure. This is my second blood relative who has passed within a year. I was devastated when I lost D last August. Even though I only remember her briefly from childhood and met just once a few years back as an… Read More The Unfelt Grief
We all lie. Let’s admit it. But continuously living with one is something not all of us do. It’s a terrible thing to carry with you. And with time it becomes more of something that you are hiding rather than lying about. I have been hiding/lying about a secret my entire life. That’s close to… Read More Living with a lie