I came to Canada for an exchange program 5 years ago, and tbh, it was not what I wanted – at all. I was quite devastated by the results but I sucked it up and decided to go. What I thought will be a boring, non-exciting experience turn out to be one of the best times of my life. I came back, and felt like I was 22 again. It was refreshing, rejuvenating and an incredibly healing journey for me.
Originally posted on beyondhijab.sg:
by Diana Rahim It’s hard being a person. Nobody truly tells you this, nor are we really encouraged to look into this fact deeply. As a society, we are uncomfortable with confronting sadness and despair, and would rather concentrate on a superficial, easy-to-understand pursuit of happiness. We are taught to meet our basic material needs, to obsess over our educational… Continue reading Editor’s Letter: Mental Health
I went to smorgasburg to eat a lot of good delicious food and then headed off to meet up with Bella and attend an extremely dog-friendly party.
Originally posted on tremenda manguita & other magnetisms:
An old colleague from the Boston Globe sent me a link to today’s article about the flurry of women coming forward about (alleged, I guess) sexual misconduct towards them by Pulitzer-winning novelist Junot Diaz. My friend sent the article out of kindness, the way an old pal might place a comforting hand on your shoulder by way… Continue reading I Tried to Warn You About Junot Diaz
I went to NYC on a whim. It was an escape, a reprieve, and a time for me to grieve the temporary loss of my religion/faith. These are snippets from my time in NYC.
3 years ago, I travelled to Bosnia by myself.
I took an 8 hour bus ride from Kotor, travelling through the North of Montenegro and the mountains of Eastern Europe to get to Sarajevo. As we got to Bosnia, the linguistic landscape of my surroundings changed. It became multilingual – yet, all these languages looked similar..