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Friday August 19, 2022
Amna Ameer

  • July 22, 2022

    Struggles of a struggling

    We take a person with visible symptoms and try to explain them with every plausible explanation except the actual reason that may be the underlying...

  • July 01, 2022

    My truth

    The truths that I carried were not only mine but were a reflection of all the frivolous stories others told to conceal them....

  • January 07, 2022

    A parting prayer

    Please bless us with more patience and insight. Let us firmly believe You are the best of planners....

  • December 17, 2021

    An ode to Lahore

    My days at this point were a series of paradoxes; that wanted to break through....

  • October 22, 2021

    Forgotten evening

    Like a wound that is about to heal and be filled with scab. Yet suddenly it starts to bleed afresh....

  • September 24, 2021

    Oh, Curious One

    The dust particles that rise in the air every time the bed is made, looks to you like tiny fireworks in the bedroom....

  • August 13, 2021

    To unlearning toxic traits

    The more ‘secular’ and ‘accepting’ this world becomes, the more it becomes an oyster to be exploited by the pervasive minds...

  • July 30, 2021

    While it lasts

    Not reminiscent of last night’s argument to the full lit moon. Every trace of morose thoughts fade away....

  • May 14, 2021

    The curious case of domestic chores

    Glistening in the pale moonlight like scars from yester years, this requires unadulterated attention. Must attend to it. Must keep it away....

  • January 08, 2021

    Lesson from 2020

    You have to find your own joy without guilt and let the world find their own way in their pursuit of happiness...