Just Be You.

When I look inward as to who I am and what I stand for, I’ve always been met with a sense of peace, an anchor. I guess I’m blessed that I had parents that never imposed their ideas or identities on me, but rather just let me learn my way through life. Read More

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25.3 – Home Is A Feeling

I sit with nothing but silence around me. Cross-legged on the floor, I close my eyes and try to focus on the furthest sound I can hear. Nothing. There’s just the machine hum of the air conditioner above me. The thoughts in my mind feel more like a conversation, what feels like hundreds of different topics, ideas, to-do lists…God there is so much to do. Let’s try this again. Read More

25: Old & Unaccomplished

I feel old

I feel like I should have accomplished so much more

I have no idea what I’m doing

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Patience & Journey

I have probably mentioned this before, I finished grad school late last year and I’ve been lucking out on finding a job. You would think that that would be my major frustration right? It really isn’t because I’m reasonable and I understant the state of unemployment at the moment… (1) unemployment is high, (2) my field is very specialised and (3) opportunities aren’t that diverse in my field where I am at the moment. So I know that creating my own opportunity and finding the right job will take time.

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a little reminder on perspective

i was in a slight car accident yesterday, no one got hurt alhamdullilah/ thank God (it really wasn’t bad at all…no cause for alarm). i’ve been driving for over 5 years and this is the first accident i’ve been in. i was shook for the rest of the day and my mum at one point was like “are you still thinking about the car? forget the car it’ll get fixed, but imagine if the car was instead a person or if you were hurt really bad. You don’t know what Allah swt is holding out of your way, so be thankful that it wasn’t an event that would have changed your life as you know it”. 

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Ayeeyo | Grandmother

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My grandma was one of the closest friends I’ve ever had and I remember always wanting to be just like her. To be as open, as worldly, as loving, as wise. I remember tracing the scar on her ankle that she got from a bullet and seeing her as superwoman. I remember seeing her communicate with all our neighbours although she spoke no Danish and believing she was out of this world. I remember the veins on her hand and the smell of her perfume. Read More

a journey

I went through all the places where I keep my thoughts [journals], words [blogs] and photos [all over the place] to compile a visual diary of 2016 and what it was like for me.  Read More

“Finish school and get a job” they said

I’m currently in that awkward period between being done with higher education and getting a job. That point in life when your ID says you’re an adult but your bank account reminds you that you are what I like to call ‘an adult child”. It’s a thing, trust me.

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