one of these days
youll find me scribbling my skin
in hopes of discovering
what makes me human
and if i fail
to figure out
will you help me patch myself up
Wednesday, 21 October 2015
Sunday, 23 August 2015
I want to eat at dhabas. Genuine dhabas. Somewhere around nowhere. Not those overly hyped dhabas in DHA that serve nutella parathas.
I'm sick of fancy restaurants and grills and cafes. Fancy places in general. I don't want burgers or steaks. I want daal roti.
I want to see places whether it's Saddar or Hunza. I want to come out of my comfort zone. One that I didn't even build for myself.
I want to be able to do all of these things or any one of these without being told that I can't because I'm a girl.
Tuesday, 21 July 2015
Do you know what it's like waking up in the middle of the night wondering if any of this is real?
Do you worry about what's to come, what's been done, what any of this has been?
Do you stay up at night and quietly look around yourself and think about the bigger picture, the wasted potential, the life you could have had?
Do you sit in the dark and tell yourself it isn't your fault, you didn't know any better, it had to happen?
Is that why you have those bags under your eyes?
Saturday, 18 July 2015
Has anyone ever noticed how we're all trying so hard to make sense of abruptly profound combinations of words somebody just put together to come off as philosophical for no apparent reason?
Has anyone ever noticed how we're all trying so hard to fit into places we don't belong?
Sunday, 7 June 2015
Sunday, 10 May 2015
Saturday, 9 May 2015
Remember, nobody can make you feel like shit without your consent. Remember, you're the only person you need to make you feel better. Remember, you're the only constant in your life.
Don't let other people take charge of how you feel. Don't be the bitch who lets everyone make them feel vulnerable because you're so much more than that.