Merci, Agnès Varda

Scrolling down my Facebook news feed, I saw JR posted a picture of him and Varda with the caption ‘’For my shooting star, wherever you are’’. I knew  in that  moment that she had passed. As I tried to verify my assumption about Agnès, I felt tears welling up in my eyes. To be honest, … More Merci, Agnès Varda

Do you wonder too?

I am sure you already saw this, with all the fuss (in a good way) made with the “time’s up” and “me too” hashtags at the golden globes and all them pretty ladies dressed in black. But if you didn’t I’d like you to hear this part particularly: Angelina’s speech. I am not a big … More Do you wonder too?

Lost stars

I genuinely admire artists. All artists of all sorts. Actors, painters, singers, story tellers, magicians, you name it. Even doctors are artists to me. And teachers too. God has given them a gift and they are not afraid to express it, no matter the opinion of others. It’s about having faith in yourself. I imagine … More Lost stars

Love 

The young Pope says that he renounces his fellow men and women because it is easier to love God than to love humans. He said that he was incapable of withstanding the suffering brought on by loving human beings. He said to the Swiss girl, that it would be wonderful to love her the way … More Love 

Proficient Enough?

I am sure you all are aware of my brilliant scheme to flee to Canada soon. In order to do that I must overcome certain hurdles; one of them is having to take IELTS. I am unable to find another GIF that would explain my feelings more accurately. And why should I give this exam anyway? … More Proficient Enough?

But I am not angry.

A few weeks ago my mother went to the passport office with my little brother (15 years old) to get him a new passport before his current one expires. All citizens of Pakistan should have a valid passport at all times; you never know when you may need to flee the country. However, the attempt to … More But I am not angry.

The Light

Precisely a week ago, I received an awful news about my visa that got rejected. It had been something I had been looking forward to for a very long time and the idea that it wasn’t going to happen was incomprehensible. After letting out an entire army of curse words, the anger changed to supreme … More The Light

On Cocooning Women

I see all these posts on my Facebook about Hilary Clinton fighting for feminism and empowering girls and I wonder when will Pakistan actually start working on such goals and agendas. But then I laugh. Our country doesn’t give a shite about women. And since we are the “Islamic” Republic of Pakistan, we really don’t … More On Cocooning Women

900

It’s the month of Ramzan. Or “Ramadan Kareem”, as we know call it. Like, calling it Ramzan would make it any less holier. Or make a difference at all. I grew up in a Muslim family, and like most Muslim families, among the five pillars of Islam, there was an emphasis on fasting. Even people … More 900