If you're a young Muslim in India, what does your safe space look like?
Category: Fiction & Verse
Would It Be a Lot Easier If I Just Got Married?
Sometimes I wonder, would it be a lot easier if I just got married? I could still dabble into this, and my wife wouldn’t hear a hiss.
When a Tempest Rips Through Town
Then came rain, giving voice to the sombre, silent clouds.
On Watching Trains Leave
A short piece on sitting on my grandfather's shoulders, watching the trains go by.
Putting On Makeup Feels Like Going to War With My Flaws (And Myself)
Why are women made to feel like we need to mask our 'imperfections'?
In These Spaces, Bodies Talk
In the liminal spaces between the two withins, bodies talk, through touch, speech, taste and sight.
You Look Pretty, But…: The Tyranny of Beauty Standards
This poem is about every girl who has been forced to bow to rigid ideas of beauty.
This Heart Can Love Everyone
At the age of 22, my heart took me to bed. In my state of confusion, of loving so many people, I hoped I loved them like I did …
The Headline Screams News of Their Love
Everyone else’s love letter becomes a story, but theirs is a headline.
The Fourth Estate Was Once a Beautiful Place
A comment on the declining standards of the media.