It’s the time of the year where some of us tick off the accomplishments of our old year 2017 resolution board, but believe it, dear Readers, that some of us just have it somewhere, lost in our memories. So for a girl who is doomed to forgetfulness above average, I tried to recollect my 2017 new year resolution list and this is what I can tell you. Continue reading “New Years’ Resolutions”
It wasn’t much of a crush I just used to excessively stare
I know most of you are expecting this article to be about a guy next door, or a high school crush but sorry to dissapoint it’s about
Continue reading “That One Crush”
Confessions that mothers shouldn’t know about
At this point of my life – I am not a kitchen person.
I try to avoid that territory altogether, hence, not a lot of disasters have happened recently. I have been demotivated by the number of horrible creations that
Continue reading “Disastrous Adventures”
A discussion on marriage, suitors and the constant pressure
There comes a point in one’s life where you start dreaming of a beautiful wedding which will hopefully result to a happy marriage and all that it entails. However, there also reaches a time where you want peace from all
Continue reading “What’s the Rush ?”
I have been lost in wild way
Thank you lesson of love, trust, strength
Thank you for the tears shining through my eyes
Thank you beautiful broken voice
I have found myself in the midst of it all
Thank you warrior in me.
An account of an Arab upbringing
The things a teenager hears covers all aspects of everything from manners to your dressing style. And I know most of the difficulties and expectations they have to meet can sometimes be, unimaginable! Let me list Continue reading “My Viewpoint on Teens’ Lifestyle”
Introducing our resident poet
Haboti is my way of putting my jumbled thoughts together, and try to understand life altogether. It’s the secrets that I’ve hidden, the mistakes I’ve committed, the stories that have left impacts on me, and most importantly… it’s all the lessons learned.
I write short poems, just to try different ways to adapt and accept this reality that we call life.
I’ve never been a bookworm, a writer or into poetry. These writings are just a disarray of my feelings and thoughts, that I always feel, are
Continue reading “The Grandmother”