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Waves of Labour
There was no sound, but I saw them. Waves were splashing with each other in a rhythmic movement, becoming one. The intensity of each hit was gentle enough not to disturb the direction of the others. There was nothing else around, only a body of water. I felt light. My body moved to the rhythm of the waves. I became…
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In Search for Home
In Search for Home Since my early twenties, I’ve asked the question of where I belong. I questioned my identity and where I was from, who I was and how I identified as. My concerns came from a political standpoint. I questioned my political identity with everything happening in my birthplace. I was becoming a visible threat to the place…
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My Postpartum
10 months postpartum. Ten months ago my body birthed a life. A human being. My beautiful son. Yet, it took this long to write about my postpartum. A period of my motherhood journey I was not ready to revisit. I am now in a better state of mind and more comfortable writing about my experience. “So how does it feel…
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Journey to Motherhood: Labour & Birth
It was Thursday, I had contractions the whole day but they became stronger before going to bed. I had in mind the 5-1-1 rule for contractions (contractions are five minutes apart lasting one minute for at least an hour) and so I downloaded an app to track them. I told my husband we wait it out for at least two…
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Good Daughters • اچھی بیٹیاں
A good daughter listens and obeys. She is the one who does not speak her mind. She remains quiet and listens to her elders. She does not question her surrounding. She only does what she is told to do. These are traits of a good daughter. There is no place for a daughter who speaks the truth and remains…
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Men & Women• مرد اور عورت
Sexism Women. Men. Both are created from the same earth. Both are conceived in a womb. Both feel joy. Both love. And both are equal. How do I begin writing about daughters who are sacrificed for a son’s happiness. How do I express my frustration towards a community that blindly denies and ignores any type of discrimination against women.…
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Honour•عزت
honour. izzat. women. Women have become tied to respect, reputation and pride. We have been stripped from our individuality. We are tied to family and society’s honour. Our hands are tied. Our thoughts are to be controlled. A patriarchal society looms over our heads. A community dominated by men feels threatened by women’s freedom. Women and honour have been…
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