Some goodbyes are life changing. They happen in an instant: a final handshake, a last look, a quiet closing of the door. But their impact...

They say the opposite of living is being dead. The world seems to treat this as a binary system—you are either alive or you are dead. But...

They say there might be an infinite number of universes out there—a universe for every possibility. A universe where a version of you,...

“… I had committed a loathsome action again, that what was done could never be undone, and secretly, inwardly gnawing, gnawing at myself...

Funny how it works. You can want nothing but happiness for someone yet somewhere deep inside, you know they may never find it while...

I’ve recently moved back to the U.S., and it’s a narrative I’ve heard countless times: “This is something to be thankful for.”  The whole...

There are times in life when we must accept things as they are, resisting the urge to unravel every reason or explanation. The endless...

I am always agitated. I find the source of this agitation in my ability to feel things a bit too much. To protect myself from that I...

How does one move on? How does one safeguard their sanity amidst the relentless onslaught of memories and emotions? It feels as though...

What a perplexing aspect of human nature it is, this relentless pursuit of control despite being acutely aware of our inherent...

One of the recurring themes of my life seems to be: the things I've desired most have often slipped through my fingers. It's as if fate,...

In the quiet moments of introspection, I often ponder: How should one define oneself? The query of “Who am I?” echoes within my mind....

In observing those around me, I can't help but notice a pervasive sense of sorrow. Many seem to be caught in a perpetual cycle of tears,...

I read somewhere that grief has five stages: Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. But they never mentioned that one has...

I've been feeling pretty numb lately. It's like there's this constant buzzing in my head that drowns out everything else. Losing someone...

It’s 5:30am and I am lost in memories. As I find myself wrapped in the quiet of the night, memories come flooding in, each one a precious...

After breaking my fast at iftar, I found myself seated at Khoka (a familiar bench spot at LUMS). As I settled in, my gaze naturally...

Lately, I've been writing a lot, both here and in my diary. I wonder why I feel the need to spill out so much. It's like my thoughts are...

Last night, I found myself pondering the significance of goodbyes. Is it truly necessary for two individuals to bid farewell for their...

In the complex dance of love, timing can be a merciless dictator, wielding its power to transform the sweetest dreams into harrowing...