Expectations and hope seem poetic and these words have a sense of security but they are always too good to be true.
A person generally sets expectations to be positive but the higher the expectations are, the higher chances of getting hurt when they break.
They world cannon function without hope but always remember to set the bar only as high as you can take it, because in case the hope and expectations break you should be able to get up from the fall.
-Zainab.-
This world needs to be a place where gender is irrelevant, a place where the word women isn't associated with burden or liability
This world needs to be a place where a woman's physique isn't the cause of her danger, a place where walking on the street alone is safe for a woman.
-zainab-
Racism, sexism, religious discrimination and so on, there are alot of things wrong in this world.
Issues, problems, traumas...
To each it's own, you're not supposed to judge another person for how they handle their trauma nor are you supposed to say that it's nothing, even if it's nothing for you it could mean the world to someone else. When we believe each person is different then why not accept that each person's emotional strength may also differ.
Since when have traumas and problems been turned into a competition.
We live in a world where a person asking for their right gets more hate then support, it doesn't matter if it's a women, someone of colour, any person at all.
When someone with any trauma comes forward to you for comfort and in exchange you say -
"Yoh should be glad, some people have it far worse."
"You have no idea what I go through"
"It's fine you're over-reacting."
Then shame on you, instead of being a human you decided to become a part of this judgemental society that compares traumas.
-zainab.-
Bachpan main mummy kaha karti thi chot lagne se hum mazbut bante hai pehle yeh baat nahi samjh aati thi ab samjh aa raha hai jab chot itne baar lage tab dard mahsos hona band ho jata hai, kash mummy ne yeh bhi bataya hota ke jab dard mahsus hona band hojaye tab kitna khaali lagta hai.
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Khwahish yeh karti thi ke koi aisa insaan na aaye jo sath hase toh sahi par mera hath rote waqt chod de, koi aisa aaye jo meri muskurhat ki wajah toh bane par mere dukh ki nahi aur mere dukh ke samne meri dhal bane.
Aisa koi jo meri takat bane meri kamzori nahi, jo mere har sapne ko pora karne main meri madat kare.
Aisa koi jo ansu pochne ke baad mere ek ek ansu ki wajah pata kar le.
Aisa koi jo mujhe dekh kar samajh jaye ke meri hasi kitni asli hai aur kitni nakli.
Aisa koi jiske bare main bas sonch lene se hi meri har pareshani dur bhag jaye.
Ab jab usse dekhti hu toh yeh sab yaad ata hai aur khuda ka shukriya karti hu ke woh mujhe itne meherban hue meri zindagi main mujhe aisa koi bhi mil gaya.
-zainab.
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As darkness fills the room I feel uneasy,
As I fight for my breath I feel all alone,
As the whirlpool of thoughts fills my head
I feel as though I'm running in circles, the same thought bothering me every night.
I keep digging to find a way out but as it turns out I was just pushing myself deeper inside.
I scream out as loud as I can hoping it will take those thoughts out of my mind but as I stop I realize I am exacty where I was ; a dark place, the fight for breath intensifies, worst of all the thoughts never left.
Unable to do anything else I burst into tears, I calm myself by Knowing that in some time as my tears dry off the pillow it will all be normal, no one will ever know what happened during the night.
Although it scares me to think that as the night comes again I might have to go through all that again.
-zainab.
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Dil ka toh hamesha yehi manna tha ke koi sath ho ya na ho par mere apne mere sath honge.
Hamesha sabke aasu pochne sabse aage hoti thi kyuki lagta tha ke mere apne mere sath honge.
Waise toh main sahi thi mere apne sath toh hai mere par mere khareeb hote hue bhi mujhse bohot dur hai.
Chahte hue bhi apne dil ki baat dil main rakh nahi sakti,
Kittni bhi koshish karu par dil ki baat kisi se keh nahi sakti.
Is uljhan main dimag ne har man li aur dil phir ek baat ro diya.
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Khuda se dua mangti hu jis ke liye,
Woh tu hai mere yaar.
Jisne meri zindagi ku zindadil banaya,
woh tu hai mere yaar.
Jo meri har khushi main sath muskuraye,
Woh tu hai mere yaar.
Jo mere har gham main sath roye,
Woh tu hai mere yaar.
Khushnaseeb hu jo teri dosti hai sath,
Tune meri har achayi aur har burai ku dil se apnaya.
Tujhe dekh ke khuda ke samne sar jhukati hu,
Ke usne tujhe meri dost banaya.
-zainab.-
The taller you become, the more critical they become.
The shorter you are, the fiercer their glance.
The more weight you gain, the more comments you hear.
The older you become, the more questions they ask.
The bolder you are the more they talk.
Intentionally or unintentionally being body shamed truly hurts.
What a strange world we live in isn't it?
The girls who change themselves are called fake and are objectified whereas the girls who don't are pushed to do so.
A tiny waist has been made so important it doesn't matter if you have to starve yourself for it.
The shape of your smile matters more than If your smile is real.
Eyes must be beautiful but it doesn't matter how many tears those eyes have shed.
Why is it so that a girl's eyes must be beautiful but she must lower her gaze in every situation?
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