Human conditioning

I have full blown arguments with my little brother. We argue on space, on God, on life, on chocolate bars and even on Brussel sprouts. The thing about our arguments is that we never come to an agreement, not because we’re right or wrong but because we're both stubborn. We’re so stubborn that we’ll stick … Continue reading Human conditioning

Why I write

Ever since I was young, I remember always being pushed back. I remember being behind the curtains and never on the front line. I remember being scared of love and affection. Everything was always about my cousins and how beautiful their drawings are, and how cute they look. That made me very insecure. I love … Continue reading Why I write

Understanding pain

The worst kind of pain is the one where you can't express yourself. Where words transform into tears and your voice starts to crack. You feel that lump in your throat and it expands with every passing second. Where your heart is bleeding and you can't tell anyone. Where you have so many people around … Continue reading Understanding pain

Perks of being Muslim while traveling

Take this and that. Don't forget that. Oh, and what about these. Everything. Take every single thing you can even if it means that you'll have to carry it on your back like camels do. You never know when you might be needing a jacket even though the temperature is rising to a hundred degrees. … Continue reading Perks of being Muslim while traveling

Refusing to quit the race

"Tell me how you feel?"you ask me so calmly that I find my tongue slippingI open my mouthbut instead the tears start dripping. I want to tell you everything,but I'm afraid of this internal stormI shake my headbecause the words don't seem to form. I stare ahead wishingyou could look into my eyesand see all … Continue reading Refusing to quit the race