• The October Regret

    Why to live in the present moment.


  • The Last Trip

    And they return for one last time.


  • Solace through Poetry

    How I discovered “Solace” through poetry.


  • A Strange End to Love & Life.

    In the past two years, I came across very similar stories that perhaps had started at different times and places, but met a similar end. Many moons ago, a distant relative about the same age as mine was married off when I was in my sophomore year of high school. She had just started her…


  • The Women who cut stones.

    After finishing the dawn(Fajr) prayers, tossing in bed to catch some sleep that refused to come, my irritation knew no bounds when, from a far-off distance, the sound of stones being cut echoed through the roof from our backyard. I knew what it was; irritated, I quickly rose from my bed and went straight to…