So another Eid. Hope you all have a nice one. Especially those battling the Monsoon (like me). Ok I know there are worse things than the Monsoon! I know that some of my muslim brethren are in worse states. This Eid, if nothing else, let’s just remember them and send them a prayer.

Mehndi tonight. Wow this sounds really unenthusiastic. Oh well. I never said anything about enthusiasm in the first place.

Let me just tell you that all of you people are amazing. Thank you for reading! Remember me in your prayers.


Youm e Nijaat

I believe there was a day in the history of the subcontinent which the Muslims had named Deliverance Day (Youm-e-nijaat).

Anyways, todaywas that. For me.

You can ignore this one.

Right. So I miss writing. Something other than ratta-fied words on an exam paper. Honestly I get why three students committed suicide last year for these exams. And many more before that. The stress is just so ridiculous! Exams are ruining my Ramadhan. I only get one month of motivation and half of that has been ruined. Honestly, I did not expect this from an Islamic Republic! And on top of that the electricity goes in the middle of the exam. So people, do your exam in this neglected Government college without even a FAN in 47 degrees Celsius. And please, do not pass out or get a heat stroke. And keep the roza because you need to please Allah to get good grades! Why am I even ranting? I don’t know. Anyways people pray. Please, to all the people not reading this, pray for me.

So I thought I’d do a proper goodbye. I’m supposed to be studying rn. I feel a burst of energy and well… I don’t know how I ended up here. Hopefully I will produce a post which has some quality writing. Let me find some motivation *looks around and sees open biology book haunting her in the night*

Rab Rakhan. (Don’t you just love the sound of that word?

My Anniversary

I cannot believe in all my absences nobody missed me. Oh well. All I hope is that Tam doesn’t leave blogging.

Have my exams in case you’re (not) wondering. Pray for me people.

Yes I shall be disappearing again now. See all of you a week and a half later. Never mind that.

Wanted to do a proper cheesy post for my anniversary but circumstances. This has been a real hard Ramadhan.

Oh and by the way Happy Ramadhan. Remember me in your prayers.

No I did not read or like any of your posts. InShaAllah will see you people soon some other day.

It might make you people laugh but when I was a child all I wanted to be was an amazing author who everybody would love. Sighs. YES I can be in self pity.

Pray for my exams tho.

And happy anniversary to me… might have something special for suhoor.

Or I might just leave blogging.

The Blue Sky Tag!

Ok, so two of the most amazing bloggers tagged me for this. One was Saffiyah, who is a revert MashAllah and is an extremely talented writer. The other is Accidentally Inked who is also an amazing writer and photographer. Please do check out their blogs😊

 So these are the questions from Saffiyah

1. Do you prefer hot or cold weather?

I like the cold weather but I don’t like cold feet. Which is basically what I have the entire winter ( which is usually two weeks😂). But the HOT weather… it’s just so hot. 

 2. What are you most afraid of?

Well. I haven’t really told anyone this. I have lots of fears including walking into a store, dogs, moths, etc. These days, it’s not doing well in my exams. Which start in thirteen days. No pressure though, only my ENTIRE future depends on this… no pressure…

 3. What is your favourite animal?

It would have to be a zebra. I remember when I was small we went to a zoo and the zebra fascinated me the most. Once I couldn’t decide wethar to have an imaginary white horse or a black one, so I had a zebra instead. (I must have been five or six)

 4. What is your favourite smell?

Well, there’s this smell but I don’t know where it comes from. All I know is that it comes at night and it’s from a plant. But it’s so fresh and summery! In the winters, nothing beats the fog….

 5. Are you an early bird or a night owl?

I don’t know really. It changes, time to time.

 6. How many people have seen you cry?

Enough to not want to see more.

 7. When was the last time you laughed until it hurt and what made you laugh?

It must have been a long time. I remember it was my mother and me having a laugh at something.

 8. What book or film made you cry the most?

Well, the theory of everything. It was a great movie. But O don’t usually cry and I guess it’s because I saw this when I was really tired. But it was still a great film.

 9. What is your favourite time of day?

In the morning, when it isn’t hot and the sun is just coming out and the air is still fresh.

 10. If you could have any career or job you wanted, what would it be?

I don’t know. Either I would be in the airforce, or I would be a writer, I guess.

 11. If you were in a room with Donald Trump what would you say to him?

Can I borrow your plane?
And now, for Accidentally Inked’s…

1-What is one small thing that can make you smile?

When someone makes me green tea the way I like it.

2-What was the name of the last book that you read? How was it?

Well, it’s called “Physics 11” and it’s pretty torturesome. I actually memorised it yesterday. The process still continues.

3-Alot of people NEED coffee or tea to begin their day. Don’t you think that it is right if someone says that they should be more dependent? 😛

4-If you were to learn a new language which one would it be?

Pashtu. Or balochi.

5-Are you an early bird or a night owl?

I adjust according to need.

6-What do you like most about blogging?

That I can write whatever and nobody even reads. And everybody’s really nice, for some reason.

7-What’s your best childhood memory?

This is hard.

7-If you hear the word beautiful what comes to your mind?

A waterfall in Gilgit-Baltistan named Madupur Waterfalls.

8-If you think of the word terrible what comes first in your head?

A worn-down, deserted, destructed building with bent steel supports and a collapsed wall.

9-Are you thinking I am out of questions now? 😛

I sure am😂😂

10-Would you rather go the moon or under the ocean? Explain why!

Under the ocean. Because… 

11-What country are you from?

A beautiful country that is often portrayed very negatively. A cousin of mine who lives in the UK was actually shocked I had never witnessed any acts of terrorism🙄
Since I had to answer so many questions, so I get to change the rules. Or maybe I’m just being lazy. So I’m not nominating anyone. Thank you once again for nominating me. It felt nice. 

The Struggle 

A woman gives birth to a child. The child is a son. A son who grows up to have strength, power and dominance in a male dominant society.

The son grows up into a man. But, nevertheless, remains a son. Only he forgets that. And then he becomes.

A son who dishonours the womb that bore him.

I wish I could write this sentence on every book, every blog, every wall. A son who dishonours the womb that bore him.

The woman goes through so much. So much physical pain, long before she ever thought of marriage. So much physical pain, all her life. The son does not realise this, obviously. The son is stupid. So much emotional pain, all her life. Her society makes fun of her emotional pain which is due to her physical pain. The society she lives in, has more women than men. Nevertheless, her emotional stability (or instability, as some would argue) instead of being understood, is looked down upon as a weakness. The weakness which is, eventually, what shapes great men.

But. She lives in agony. Pain, emotional and physical, as already established. Mentally drained. Frustrated to the core. Idiotic sons everywhere. Men who forget they are eventually sons. She sacrifices so much. All her life, not even in just one phase. She lets go of so much. She is patient. A patience that has been enforced upon her. Then, she surpresses her ego. She tries to find shelter, support and security from the same species she needs to secure herself from.

And then the son is born. The son who grows up to be a son. And also a father, sometime in the future. But that is what he remains: a son. And he forgets. Perhaps, one day, when he will be held accountable, he might remember. But until then, he forgets.

A human being is so insignificant. A fusion of gametes. Disgusting. But they forget this, and do some things that are not meant to be done. 

A girl lies in bed, silent tears flowing from shut eyes. Yearning for the strength of a man to be endowed upon her, to cope with the pain she thinks might claim her life. It does not, she lives. Only to experience similar pain, pains that could not be borne by men.

A man has strength. More than a woman, he thinks proudly. A strength that has no equal, he thinks. And so he uses it. Unjustly, to cause pain. Never thinking that the pain he inflicts, whether it is physical or emotional, could come back and take away his strength. Nature is symmetrical, afterall. But it seldom happens, and he gets away with it more times than is fair.

Men are disgusting to an extent which cannot be explained. Gone are the days when there were men of valour, morale. Chivalric men who could be trusted. And now, times have changed. This is a new era. I wish, though, I just wish that they would think at least for a moment that they, too, were born from a womb they disgrace.

The Blogaholic Award!

THANKYOU first of all to the amazing MuslimahsAblaze sisters for nominating me for this award!


 1. Put the above award logo/image on your blog.

 2. List the rules.

 3. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog (it can be to the post in which they nominated you or any other post or you can even link to their “About” page.)

 4. Mention the creator: (The Recipe Hunter (Cook and Enjoy)) of this award and please provide a link or pingback as I (Esmé of The Recipe Hunter (Cook and Enjoy) would love to meet you!

 5. Write a post to show your award.

 6. Share a link to your best post(s).

 7. Share 3 interesting and different facts about yourself.

 8. Nominate 5-10 fellow bloggers, or more if you wish.

 9. Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them and provide the link to the post you created.

Ok so the three interesting facts about me: 

  1. I would like to buy a bus.
  2. I intensely dislike moths.
  3. I have dissected a cockroach.

And everyone reading this post is nominated. 

    My best post: The River Flows…