Liebster Award=)


Woah…Okay I am a little confused as to how to start this one because I want to say so much and so less and it is colliding together in my mind giving off eccentric waves of frequencies which I am unable to decode. Anyways, I guess you guys won’t sue me for such an awful introduction to this post. Maybe what I can say is that I found myself thanking Allah with disbelieving eyes when I saw my name nominated on this amazing person’s award post known as La mehum. Thanks soo much Maham for nominating me, I have always wanted this one!! maybe because I am bad at making myself known to people, yeah I find describing myself hard! But you guys definitely need to check this awesome gal out who in my opinion is the powerful diva of words. Her sarcasm, quick wit and cryptic poetries will leave you baffled for some time!

Anyways I digress, so for all those who are new to this, Liebster award is one given on internet only and is present on internet only. I believe it was created with the intention of making quiet bloggers like me open up a bit and help others discover them a little (I am truly thankful for your initiative award creators). Nominated blogger answers 11 questions asked by the one who has nominated them and to keep the stone rolling, they are supposed to do the same: make 11 questions and nominate 5-10 bloggers:D 

Alright so Maham gave the hassle-free (for herself) option of choosing any 11 questions which had been asked from her (I completely understand your busy schedule mah’m dw;D:P). And without creating anymore hassle for you, I’ll directly get down to the ones I selected for myself xD

1. Are you a social person?

Well okay I am not a very social person who would literally just strike a conversation with a girl sitting next to me whom I have known for barely 300 seconds or ya know, the kind of peeps jumping around from one group to another but I am NOT antisocial either. It is more like a kickstart-and-see-if-it-works-out-with-the-other-person kinda thing. If frequencies match, you are my lifetime bud. If they don’t you would never know what clay I am made of! I am basically more of an introvert:@🙈🙈🙈

2. Favourite dress?

My everyday wear are long shirts with trousers but if talking about fav😍then oversized baggy shirts, sweaters, trousers-anything oversized is my thing!😍 (Shh it is so cute and comfyyy!)

3. Meaningful silence or meaningless talks?

So you won’t find me beating about the bush in this one because it is definitely the former, meaningful silence is much more important to me, much more valuable because it is food for my soul. However let me reinforce it should be meaningful, otherwise I am always a fan of communicating, interacting, explaining and debating!

4. If you were given an option to restart your life, which foremost thing would you like to change?

Big question, big answer?  Well I would rather not have life at all instead of changing something about it because however it has been with its flaws and failures and mistakes is how I accept it, otherwise I would always be an unhappy, whining, grumpy brat. Having eternal peace is a more appealing idea.img_20160917_164115

5. What is your favourite social media?

Dang it xD! Okay, as you all might be guessing in light of my first answer, I am not a fan of social networking websites and sooo…not much to choose from but whatsapp (if it counts:p) definitely has to be the most useful app I have ever had because like it is my kinda thing? :’D I love texting, I am an all-time texter xD



6. What super power would you like to possess?

Okay to get straight with this one, I would really want to be able to read people’s minds because let’s deal with it, I have major trust issues xD Not that speaking about it would make any difference to how people plan to betray me at any point of life but that is really something you could avoid only when you have some superpower of that sort xD

7. Name three things you dislike with a passion.

Behold le listeners! xD

1. Lies (they are horrifying!)🙅

2. Unkind people (you need to give space amd care to those under you, if you are a snobbish cruel dude, I really wish you didn’t exist)😠😠

3. Mosquitoes (I swear I wonder everyday why Allah created them :/)😵😵


Btw the list is longer than these three items, but honestly stubbornness and intolerance are really the root to most of it, we need to be more accepting of everything (yeah i know I need to be more accepting of the mosquitoes!)

8. Do you like T.V serials?

Okay this is a little weird coming from me because I usually guess out the stories and sometimes find them too stupid (I am talking about paki serials because uhm indian and turkish?😏👐) but I am STILL A HUGE SERIAL..LIKER? (I like the way how rearranging it a bit would make me a serial killer xD)

9. What is the foremost quality you look for in people?

Definitely kindness, since it leads to so much more: patience, tolerance, forgiveness e.t.c. If you have kind people around you, you are blessed!

10. Do you have any hobbies?

Was a reader, am a reader, will stay a reader 😂😂


11. What would you like to invent?

A SOUL HEALER!! (Trust me that would be the greatest wonder of science)

Awright guys so this was some insight into who am I, I think this award was highly helpful. And I hope you don’t hate me after having read this (was there something like that in it?:p)

Now as per the ritual, Imma give my 11 questions^_^

1. Your blogging inspiration?

2. What is your opinion about mental health issues? Or how do you even interpret this word?

3. Would you describe yourself as an introvert or an extrovert?

4. Tea or coffee?

5. Any blogging goals?:D

6. That one thing you always carry with you when going out

7. How would you describe pain?

8. Honest opinion please, revenge or forgiveness, why?

9. If you were told you have 48hrs left on this planet what is the first thing which would come to your mind?🙈🙈

10. One thing which you love about yourself?

11. Do you prefer crying your heart out or keep it inside and what do you actually do?

There are lots of amazing names I can put below for the nominations, though I would try to put those first who have had less of a chance with this (I know how it feels like not being nominated even for once while someone else puts up their fourth or fifth xD)

Words with wings



A learning poet




Anyone can opt out as per their choice, there are more peeps but next time;D


Self – Help

Being a Psychology student myself and a pursuer of some position in the same field, I considered it not only important but very necessary to reblog this post. Being a Pakistani further intesifies the need to spread posts like these because as the post says itself there is zero to minimal awareness about mental health issues here in Pak. The country gets a lot of life savers each year because of thousands of students aspiring to be doctors, unfortunately the country intensely lacks in ‘life changers’ aka psychologists. I plan to write on the subject myself too, but till then-this needs sharing!

Behind The Facade Of Superiority


Today what impells me to write is not some sudden epiphany hitting me while I stare at the ceiling fan, but an observation of a general phenomenon. It is a realization which I count as significant enough to be shared at some platform.

So I was sitting and pondering over a recent incident which took place two days back in a car and I was one of the passive victims. I have shared it later in the post. Unknowingly the pondering transformed into a clash between the feminist inside me and my Muslim self. You may have guessed it right because I was dwelling over how my religion was rooted in patriarchy and how it was criticized for giving men superiority over women in numerous spheres of life. Was I being one of the critic by not taking the blame of what happened or was I shaming my feminist alter ego by submissively accepting the patriarchal values of my religion? *Inner conflict alerts!*

Upon some thinking and exploration I was relieved to know that the problem was not in the religion but the pitiful followers because the guidelines seemed to be perfectly based upon some scientific research. Men had been given superiority over women because they were, both, physically and mentally stronger than women. Now those radical feminists who might be angrily opening their mouths to say something, shall have a read of the next paragraph while those who already stand on the same ground as mine or do not care whatsoever shall skip the next 144 words =_=

Miller in his 1993 study found out that women exhibited only 52% of men’s upper body strength. A similar study in 1999 by Janssen found out that women had 40% less of the upper body skeletal muscle as compared to men. There are more examples aiding the hypothesis like the study by Leyk et al. On the other hand, a recent research by Marco del Geudice concluded and proved that the personality differences between men and women were hard to ignore: While women scored much higher in sensitivity, warmth and apprehension than men, men scored greater in emotional stability, dominance, rule-consciousness and vigilance. Hence men were predisposed to be emotionally stronger than women. Researchers have accounted biological differences like production of different hormones and biological make up to be the reason for such differences.

Now the point of stating those studies above and referring to the biological evidence is not to let women down. It is not to prove that women are weak, passive, submissive beings created to be bossed around by men and be kept locked up in a chicken coop behind the curtains. No. In fact these studies and researches would never be enough to prove such a narrow-minded, highly stereotypical and sick opinion as that! Ta da, plot twist-did you think I had decided to leave the feminist inside me to wail for forever? Never! But let me clear my grounds by announcing that I, for one, accept men’s superiority over women. Account that to my religion or the scientific evidence given above, it is completely up to you!

“Dear all men of this planet , I humbly accept your superiority, authority and power. Thy status is God-given, I shall not dare to speaketh against it! Pardon me if I ever again question your superiority (+_+)”

However what I refuse to accept is you cursing with ridicule as you speed past our driving school car where my friend sits in the driver’s seat learning and struggling to listen to the instructor’s directions and applying them at the same time. What I definitely refuse to accept is, five minutes later, another you nudging his truck-driver-friend to see in the direction of our car to witness the most hilarious scene before your truck speeds past.What I blatantly refuse to accept is every other motorcycle driver aka a MAN aka a YOU, gravely eyeing me, my friend and the lady instructor as if we are some aliens sent down from another planet (shall I be thankful that  at least you were not eyeing sleazily? You decide)

So take me as a feminist who accepts and concedes men’s superiority over women but who would never, even for once, tolerate the psychological problems which follow after Les men higher status. I would not tolerate your superiority complex, your insecurities and your sheer indifference towards those who are under you. Your status is God-given, as I say, then do not be afraid of your counterparts learning a few skills same as yours. It is okay to see them drive and it is okay to see them work at office and it is okay to see them earn more money than you, because you would still stay superior, thanks to the predisposition O:-) Why do you start cursing and beating and shouting when your counterpart tries something new, when they want to try their luck on the same office seat as yours. Your dense beards and moustaches are not enough to hide your insecurities you see, and your crooked versions of Islam won’t protect you from the demons of your complex. I believe seeing a psychologist would be a better choice.

Shortly and conclusively (since I truly care for those kind ones  who have read it down till here) the idea is not to criticize men, the idea is not to defend my religion. But it is definitely about voicing what you think is wrong and providing an open forum to those who think in the contrary. With my humble apologies to those whom I sounded super orthodox in the first half and super blasphemous in the second, I speak about the men my society breeds in general because they are largely different from the kind of men my religion tries to breed or teaches to breed. If one is given superiority and authority over a group of people, it is done by keeping in view the skills and abilities of the former. A leader has the responsibility to guide, help and give space to learn and foster for those under him. Men, particularly in the society I live, only tend to rote learn the first part. For the rest of the larger part, women are for sale, they are for mockery, they are for sexual gratification or they are for beating and been hidden behind seven pardas. I think it is about time that men realize their actual position in our society because there are some people who can see behind the facade of superiority (and I hope there are more who can speak up for it).

“Women will not have as much trouble accepting men’s superiority, the day they realize they are supposed to be our leaders, not our dictators!”

Thank you!

This is a short and unprepared one to mark a small milestone on a long long journey and thank those who became my car, my fuel and my motivation. I was happy and surprised to see that I had received a 100 likes on my blog:


In most honesty, I had not even expected a 10 because maybe I maintain a streak of underestimating myself everyday. I could perhaps also reason this with the fact that I did not know what I was doing when I even created the blog. I had no clue, no direction; only a vague idea that ‘I should write.’

However, my uncertainty wasn’t as worse as my lack of determination which I experienced a few days after creating this blog. I decided to stop a meaningless activity performed for unknown people yielding unstable results. But there was one person who strictly came in the way of this decision. It was Eraj, a most dearest person, so close to my heart!

So I write this to thank her, and to thank every single person who made this possible. Every single person who took the time to click this site address and view some of the rambles and musings and broken verses I dare to call poetry, hah! And touching on that ‘like’ button.

I know this is nothing too big, I know that there is a lot what I could and should achieve and in fact these 100 likes are still too small a number. But to me they mean a lot because they mark the moving of my car, that it is not at a halt or dead end and that I have to keep climbing uphill to bag more appreciation, to move more hearts and to pursue my dream of writing.





I love

All my pet animals;

Amiable, docile

And meek.

A fleeting fluke

Of fate I call,

As love is all

What they seek.

I love

All my pet animals:

Licks and purrs

And worth;

In this age of

Existential crisis,

Big words with ‘d’,

And dearth

Of love, I love

Yes, all my pet

Animals, who

Are not animals alas!

They are my dear

Friends and pals,

Who tell me not

That it will end

But that,

That it shall pass.


Honest, truthful

Buds, allies

My humane humane


Scurry off like animals


I befriend

Prowling, howling, growling

Beasts, wander far away

For unknown lengths

Of time, when I dare

To reveal my honest,


Studded skin.

Perhaps, truth is what they



So I wear a black mantle,

Always black is worn!

Struggling to reflect

Their luminous love;

Reflecting only

Where torn.

Just cautious words

Escape my tongue,

Wary of every word

I choose…

Since while they love to love

Their masked selfs, the falsed me,

I hate to hate my pets

Turned wild. They are what

I fear to lose!