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
I read Me Before You a while back and I had trouble understanding Will’s predicament. He wanted to die. He was wheelchair bound, unable to move any part of his body but could only hear, see and speak. He wanted to kill himself to rid himself and his family the ‘misery’ he was trapped in.… Read More How do you stop them from wanting to die?
Now that I have acquired a Masters degree I have further decreased my chances of ever getting hitched. And that’s my fault. Because the boys in my society feel they don’t need to obtain another degree after their graduation? I don’t know what’s the issue. As someone in academia, I DO find it hard to… Read More Where are all the eligible parhay likhay boys in Pakistan?
Sharing another memory. One I can never forget. I was a teenager. Just entered my teens. And just like any other book nerd my age was in love with Harry Potter. Scratch that. Was obsessed with Harry Potter. So it was with that eagerness and zealousness that I entered the only bookstore in my city… Read More 21st June 2003
I installed WordPress app on my phone today because the thoughts of dying have recently started clouding my mind again. Before you start to think “suicide” umm no. Let me assure you that these thoughts are nowhere near this morbidity. What is on my mind is just this: dying. Maybe because there has been a… Read More Another memory
The initial years of my asthma attacks have been playing on my mind lately. How in order to not wake my mom up, I used to get out of bed and cower underneath the bed or try to squeeze my face between the wall and the cupboard so as to drown out the wheezing sounds… Read More Out of breath
Last week, exactly 7 days ago, the son of a not so distant relative passed away in a tragic road accident. He was 23 and the only son. He left behind three grieving sisters and two parents and a grandmother, whose life could not get more tragic. The grandmother had a few years back lost… Read More The Ghost Identity