My secret admirer
The doorbell rang. It was 2pm and I was preparing food for lunch. It was almost timefor my 15-year-old son, Omar, to come back fro…
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The Why Chromosome
When speaking to a friend of mine on how to treat a lady, I was fairly shocked to find that he hadnt a clue, really. There seems t…
The bench
My crutches sank deep into the muddy grass, the result of a downpour last night. Without tumbling face first into the mud, I yanke…
Another untold story
I walk down the road, Alone in the dark, Hiding my past, Hiding my face, Hiding what has left a mark. Pointing fingers, Hurting w…
Hope
As she walks down the path, In the dull sun-set light, Wondering where it all went wrong, What was the mistake, Her hair in a lose…
Random Thoughts About Life
Assalam o Alaikum and Greetings! So, my dear dear readers, as the name suggests this is going to be a random array of thoughts jot…
Believing in the Miracle of Your Own Soul
Assalam O Alaikum And Greetings! Today, I want to talk about an insanely pathetic line I came across on facebook, which made my mi…
I look back
Today...Today I stop, I look back...I see the long road that I have walked,The paths I have crossed,I seeThe thorns that bled my f…
Very Few Real Men
Harassment Of Women Women have always been regarded as weak and vulnerable. In a male dominant society it is difficult for a woma…
Radicalisation of Society
No More Blood! No more blood! No more talks, no more time, no more hypocrisy, exploitation, politics and point scoring for all the…
