Unfair and Lovely


I don’t remember what age I discovered I was “dark” but I remember I was still a child and in Pakistan at the time. Two relatives were having a conversation right in front of me. One said “Poor thing, she’s so dark” and the other one shook her head and looked down sadly, like I’d… Continue reading Unfair and Lovely


I used to be a well behaved kid contrary to what this picture may show. I’d stay exactly where my mum would leave me for hours. Not moving because I didn’t want to get my clothes dirty. I’d stay away from all the naughty children and even tell them to refrain from acitivities that would… Continue reading Waaaaaah!