What is love? Don't we all at one point in our lives ask ourselves this question? Even when we do not acquire a response, we continue to ponder the meaning of this simple four letter word. Despite being monosyllabic, this word and its meaning hold tremendous weight. Some spend their whole life struggling to quench … Continue reading Love
Kashmir, divided by those who do not realize strength lies in unity. Before speaking my opinion on this ongoing crisis, I'd like to educate people on the facts. Kashmir was historically known as the Kashmir Valley. However, after the Partition of India in 1947, it was divided among Pakistan, India and China. Now, it consists … Continue reading Kashmir: More than land
Lo ye dard mein le chali. The garden was empty as she stepped onto the freshly trimmed grass. Clothed in traditional Pakistani clothing and embroidered shawl, she tiptoed across the field barefoot, enjoying the prickly feeling of grass beneath her feet. Every Saturday morning, she arrived at this garden near her apartment at exactly 8 … Continue reading Maryam
"Eleanor hadn't written him a letter, it was a postcard. Just three words long." Eleanor and Park is, simply put, a book about love. It's about the kind of love that overwhelmingly takes control of your life and barricades you from the rest of the world. It's a book about two teenagers, so lost in … Continue reading Eleanor and Park – Rainbow Rowell
Those flowers that she was greeted with on the day of her return had begun wilting. It didn't happen overnight, it was a slow and deliberate process. Nonetheless, it was an inevitable process despite how harsh it may seem. After all, everything that lives must eventually die, or in this case wilt. It's not that … Continue reading Wilting flowers
She was born to love, not for love. The world whispered sweet nothings into her ear as it stole away the ground from beneath her feet, spun the ribbons she gave into chains and fastened them around her hands. Still, she undid those chains, patted wet soil until it became firm enough for her to … Continue reading She: Selfless
Had I been blind all this time, or have I just begun to see all that was in front of me? There were truths I shut my eyes on even as they unfolded discreetly. Had your love always been here, or have you graced me with it just now? Those words of yours I did … Continue reading Maybe: A Poem For You?