This is the holiday of hyperbolic love and emotional tug of wars.
I penned this love letter to my brain to try and give us a moment to separate ourselves from a life of self-hate, and revel in self-love.
Your friends can make or break your relationship, so surround yourself with the right people.
I’m too big for this room and will certainly not follow what Desi society deems "appropriate" for a girl entering her twenties, which is marriage.
I’ve accepted that healing is not a destination, it is a process and it is a long one at that.
Planning a wedding is all about enjoying the moment and managing expectations
Spring semester is coming and the only way to survive is with routine.
Please consider what people like me with chronic illnesses face before judging us.
Thank you so much, aunty, for your unsolicited advice and awful questions.
Asmaa had just had her daughter when her husband died during a peaceful protest. She took her pain and translated it into words.