The need to speak out and claim what is legitimately ours has arisen.
I know my most precious friends by the way their laughs curl upwards from the soil of their bellies.
It's funny how women are automatically called headstrong and adamant when they choose to talk about the elephant in the room and take a stand.
An eyewitness told ANI that the bullet was fired by a man in a white shirt and narrowly missed Khalid.
This poem was written in 2014, in the aftermath of the Peshawar school attack that killed 134 children.
If you're a young Muslim in India, what does your safe space look like?
If the youth are so important and our population so dynamic, why don't we have new faces to choose from?