All the Butterflies in Our Cage [NaNoWriMo 2018 Project]

In 2018, I restart the regular intense, word dribble that one calls National November Writing Month. In the month of November, we write 50,000 words on a brand new novel project – I recall completing the challenge a few years back, but the result was on a project that I now deem unpublishable quality. But…

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  Conflict ensued even as you fought against the machine; you felt like your resistance was futile because they looked over your head as they fought one another, almost as if you didn’t exist. Sometimes you wished you didn’t exist. You were neither a shield or a peacemaker. You were the child of their flesh…

rarity & beauty of existence

‘How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.’ – Saturn | Sleeping at Last In between spirals of existentialist thoughts – usually following the pattern of ‘how absolutely strange that only when we learn how to live, we die’ after recognising I am turning 21 this year – I come back to this song…

remembering you

I finally appreciate why Islam asks you to protect your heart, because even with one that overflows with the remembrance of Allah, there’s a small scar with stitches in the letters of your name. And I am left in a paralysing duality of choosing whether I choose to stay with all pieces after you broke…

on childhood friends

Recently, I had gotten in touch with a childhood friend after 8 years. We attended only one term of primary school together – I move around a lot; that would be around 10 weeks together. To the objective third person, that barely looks like enough to truly get to know people, but one thing I…

Handling Critiques – A guide for writers

You pour every drop of love into the written piece. It will charm, inspire, provoke thought, and more. But when you publish it online – on a critique group or site for aspiring writers – you receive a comment that reads like one of the following: SkaterGurl89: I admit to cringing at the phrase ‘petal-covered agony.’…

So Here Are My Dreams

So here are my dreams laid out for the world to see. Here is the absence of the weight of expectations, of the practicality of them, and simply dreaming for the sake of dreaming. Dreaming big is terrifying; dreaming small is imprisoning.

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Photographers.com.au is a simple concept: browse high-quality, user-rated Australian photographers in your area that specialise in the type of photo you want. But even simple things can be hard to find. Photography can be an intimate experience. Factors such as having chemistry with your photographers, ease of communication to have changes made, and professionalism are…

‘Your experience? A billionth of my own’

Human apathy can come from comparing experiences of others as lesser than our own… especially if they are of the same nature. Instead of joining hearts, stretching fingers to cocoon a shaking hand, the process becomes analytical. Judgemental. Dismissive.

The Ration Challenge: End

And finally, my thoughts for the conclusion of the Ration Challenge. Filled with gratitude –but I’m mostly salivating over the plate of fresh, luscious greenery– I realised that… I am incapable of fully encapsulated the daily suffering of refugees. 

The Ration Challenge: Middle

Incredibly overdue post, but I’d written the relevant points in dot point form. The following outline my thoughts in the middle of the Ration Challenge; specifically, from Days 3-5, where I began straying from my previous path of sorrow, towards gratitude.