Thursday, November 28, 2013

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Sexual Harassment

Note: This something i am going to be writing about a lot so brace yourselves for a truck load of feminist ideologies. Realise that this is a highly sensitive topic for me. More than a feminist, i am a Humanist(not in the actual definition but a complete pro human rights) and a violation of human rights regardless of gender/religion/race enrages me and brings me to this blog.

Ok Listen:

You know why most men that perform the act of sexual assault commit such heinous act? Because they were raised by generations of women who were thought that they would always be nothing but number two and that their world revolves around a man telling them who to be and so they raise their sons to be the alphas they are supposed to be, telling them that the world is their oyster whilst forgetting to teach them the most important lesson of all, respect for the female gender.

Do you realise that when ever a woman reports being harassed the first thing they ask her is "Were you out at night?" followed by "What were you wearing?". Since time immemorial, women were always told that it is their fault whenever such ugliness happens to them. We as a society have done nothing but fail each other repeatedly.

Why don't we stop throwing the "you should have worn something less revealing" line and start teaching our boys that a woman is not a conquest, they do not get gold stars for sticking their manhood into her, they must respect a woman enough to never touch her unless she agrees to be touched. As time goes, the human race is apparently supposed to evolve into this mega hi-tech clan with so much technological advancement that we could go to the moon and back(literally) but i have come to understand that barbarianism still holds us back and the human race will never be fully evolved to its super hi-tech"NESS".

Look, the thing that separates us from animals is our ability to feel and think and do other cool shit but as long as men keep on assaulting women and getting away with it, we will always be nothing but animals on two feet instead of four.

I found Feminism when i learned to love and respect myself first. Everyone, male or female should be feminist because if you respect yourself enough to treat yourself right, you will respect the next person and treat them just the way you want to be treated.

A story: Couple days ago i was out with my friends and a guy walked up to us like he was going to pass and he grabbed me at the crotch and attempted to just walk away. You know what i did? i turned right around and punched him. That would remind him that my body is not a side walk for him to walk on and girls remember, this people are not real MEN and do not hesitate to punch a bastard(ok, this is bad advice i think but yeah, report to the closest authority you can find and make sure he gets punished for harassing you).

More on Sexual harassment soon. I have a surprise coming for my lovely readers.
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Sunday, November 24, 2013

Saturday, November 23, 2013

How To Not Get Raped

Do not look like a female. 
Do not smile. 
Do not make eye contact. 
Walk with your head down. 
Wear robes. 
Avoid at all cost shorts and mini skirts. 
If possible, walk around wearing masks. 
Shave head.  
Bandage up boobs and ass.  
Do not go out at night or during the day. 
If possible, live in a cave. 
Make sure you do not draw attention. 
God forbid you wear lipstick, allow your lips to chap like there is drought on your lips. 
Make sure you remember to not look like a female. 
Avoid Rape. 
Shared Girlhood. 

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Thursday, November 21, 2013

Too White??

What is “too white”?? Is it 5 shades lighter than Barack Obama or 3 shades lighter than Miley Cyrus?

So lately, I have being spending a lot of time by myself, thinking, writing, not sleeping and all that and I have being getting very interesting comments when I speak to people. The most surprising one is “you are being too white”. It’s always a brick to my skull that phrase and I have gotten it more times than an African should. My question, what is “too white”?

I thought we could only act based on our guts and heart not based on skin color. Well at least that’s what I thought, obviously someone thinks otherwise. Being the sentimental bastard I am, I am attracted to art, music, poetry and all that emotional crap. Yesterday I told my friend whom is by far more annoying (still care about the little fucker) than humanly possible that I am so bored with life(which I am actually, leave comments below of any advice) and I am searching a place online where I can go and like have a snack and watch/listen to live music and out of nowhere, he hit me with that large brick “you know you are not white right”?. Wait, what?? I’m not?? Shocker. I mean, I have a bathroom mirror, which I stare at everyday and I always assumed I was white.

Reverse. How does one act white?  My lack of attraction to basic everyday routine that people around me conform to makes me act a skin color lighter than myself? I am confused (no for real I am).  Like, is it humanly possible to be anything other than what you are? I am African, is it possible to act lets say, ASIAN(of Caucasian skin color)?? How does one act Asian?

I cannot understand the need for us to stereotype one another. Honestly, we are doing nothing other than bringing ourselves down by ourselves. If you want to go backpacking across the globe, buy a fucking backpack and set out. Do not glue yourself to a place just because people around you do not go backpacking across the globe. Seriously, we need to break free of the boundaries society has built around us. This is such a big world and there is so little time to do the things we want to do, who says a particular thing has to be only for Asians or Africans?

I do not even need to go into biological details of how we all look different based on our respective countries but I mean, that’s just physical appearance. Your brain was not programmed to act your race. Please, kids do not need to hear this “do not act white” crap people like to feed. Whatever you do, do it because you want to, do it because it makes you happy, do it because in your heart you know it is right for you, do not imprison your mind, break free of the boundaries of society, the world is your fucking oyster.

I like to read a lot of interesting things about the human psychology and how to better myself and I like live music and I love travelling to new places, if these make me several shades lighter than my skin color, then so be it. I mean, what is wrong with being who I am. I think this is the main reason why there is so much unhappiness in our communities. We prevent people from doing what makes them happy and they are left with nothing other than what we have told them is the definition of happiness and it gets them all confused in the head.

If you want to act black (whatever that is) do it, and if you want to act yellow, or green or blue, but please remember, do it because you want to and because it is the right thing for you. It’s all about YOU. YOURSELF.
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The Irrelevance of Birthdays

I became a year older this month and i have being completely bummed out about it and just overly depressed about getting older. If you do not feel this way about birthdays, that's fine. Ya'all are gorgeous you know, don't let one sadist ruin birthdays for you :D

Recently, I’ve started to see the irrelevance of the amount of effort we put into doing something “fun” on our birthdays. I mean, do you realise it is just another year marking the things you didn’t achieve? It is another year closer to your eminent demise (not that every minute is not a step closer to our eminent demise) but yes. What really is the significance of celebrating birthdays?

Maybe I don’t know anything, I mean, who am I to comment? I’ve never had a birthday party unlike most kids; my first ever birthday celebration, which wasn’t even exactly a celebration, was during my second year in a middle school boarding house. I’d just turned 12 and my mum brought me cake and some drinks and snacks (on my request), which I shared with the entire dormitory. So basically what I’m saying is I am not the most experienced person when it comes to birthdays, so bear my negativity.

It’s 2013, and birthdays are now sort of like a debt (I know you’ve thought it too). You feel the need to get your friend a gift on their birthday, not because you really give a shit, but because you remembered they gave you one on yours so you are obliged to give them something back. I mean, what is the point of doing something not because you actually want to, but because you feel it is a duty.

And turning up to the party? Please. We could turn up whenever we feel like turning up. What is the importance of partying on your birthday? Does it make you feel better about getting older? Does it make you any more accomplished than you already feel? Does it hide the fact that you have wasted another year of your life in a dead end job? Or does it make you feel good about the fact that your dreams are still on hold?

I get the whole giving the kids a show of love and affection from their parents on their birthdays (ignore my use of the word show, I’m sure your parents love you all), I mean, kids need that. But what about adults?  Call me a sadist but I think most of the time, we don’t really care about people’s birthdays. We forget 70% of the time (if not for Facebook), admit it, you do not care if on this same day a couple of years ago your friend popped out of their mothers belly so yeah, birthday celebrations are highly irrelevant.

Those that love you will remember your birthday and they'll probably call you, or text you, or whatever you means of communication is and well, some love you but they'll forget, we are not computers or facebook, anyway what i'm saying is, chill out on the whole birthday ok? there is so much more chilled things than being silly on your birthday.

Do not get me wrong, marking the date IS important. That’s why we have birth certificates, but the need to celebrate every single year you turn older is just highly vain in my opinion. We all love gifts, sure, but if you truly love someone, you’d get them a gift whenever you want, not just on one particular day because you feel obliged to.

Do not deny it, I am voicing out your unspoken thoughts.
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Sunday, November 17, 2013

-the beginning of madness

My lungs expanding in my chest
my throat was on fire
i was on fire
my fingers grabbed for sanity
redemption was gone
drowning in a sea of myself
eyes rolled back into madness
head erupting a lava of commotion
chaos was loud
peace was silent
fire fire fire


"breathe" i told myself



sanity slowly sipping back into swollen lungs
stone, the lava froze
peace peace peace
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So, i am super excited about getting Salt by the amazing Nayyirah Waheed. Her words speak to me in a way two souls intertwined in space and time speak to one another.
She is amazing and her book is out on amazon. Order it and tell me if it does not change you. I told you, words are not just words sometimes, sometimes they are what heals our brokenness and brands us anew.
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Sleepless with you

sleeping alone
In my spacious bed
With my body hugging itself
My knees held up high to my chest
Both arms tucked safely beneath my head

Falling in love felt safe
Instead of hugging my knees
I hugged you
My head laying softly on your chest
Arms wrapped around one another

My body does not feel the need 
To constrict on itself
I open up to you
Knowing you got me
It was safe

Last night i hugged my knees
And my tears blanketed me
My bed was cold
My arms tucked beneath my head

Today i am awake
I have not been sleeping
You ruined nights for me

I got a new bed. 
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Saturday, November 9, 2013


Have you ever asked yourself what it is you are living for?

Forget everything you think you know, open your mind now. Did you ever imagine a certain utopia, where every single person just looks at another person and thinks about the life that person is going through? The homeless man down the street and the man in the big mansion next door are living two parallel lives, one is just a side story, a glance in the others story. Every single person we meet is struggling through something, he/she has passed or is passing through a phase, like me every single person has there own way of accepting things, everyone has their individual beliefs and everyone is just searching for eyes that deem recognition.

I think if we think about these things, we would live in a lot more peaceful world. Think about it, move past physical appearances and look into peoples heart. A friend once told me "everyone has a good heart, some are just misguided". He has no idea, but his little phrase changed my life. Did you know that, if you strip 10 random different people of different ethnic and cultural backgrounds, if you strip them down to their skeletal form you would not be able to recognise who is who. It is very important that we listen to people, and listen to them well, see their heart, be black, brown, white or yellow, nobody was born with hate. Every single soul is capable of a gargantuan amount of love, you have no idea. When we treat people the way we want to be treated, we realise that we treat others better and they learn and treat others better and its a huge cycle of people randomly being nicer to other people and it starts from you, you treating the next stranger exactly the way you want that stranger to treat you.

Live a life which you will look back on and smile. Be a reason for someone to be kind. Kindness is so infectious, if you are kind to people around you, they too would want to be kind and just like that, you have begun another cycle. Be a person whom others think of and say "she/he changed my life". We sadly live in a very vile and angry world, fortunately for me, i was born into a religion that rewards people for smiling (smile, it's sadaaqah :D ). Regardless of your religion, a smile never hurt anybody, a single smile has started millions of relationships and one angry comment has ended so many. It breaks my heart that we see one another and look away just because we do not know that person. smile, it's sadaaqah. Wallah i can promise you that a smile has never broken a heart.

A teacher once told me "breaking someone's heart is like breaking a part of the Ka'abah". For us muslims, the Ka'abah is so precious to us that we could never think of ever ruining it. And if we learn to take peoples hearts as the Ka'abah, wallah we would cause less pain to people around us. Treat every single person you meet like an egg. Every soul is precious and every soul living through a struggle. Be the reason for someones happiness. Be a reason for other people to be good people. The wise poet Jelaluddin Rumi wrote "Yesterday i was clever, so i wanted to change the world. Today i am wise, so i am changing myself". It starts from yourself, you do not need to save the world, you need to save yourself first, unless you are good, you cannot make any other person better.

Take a day or two to think about your life. Re-evaluate you prioritise. Be the person you want your child to be. Be the reason someone excels. Change our life. Change others'.
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Thursday, November 7, 2013

For My Daughter On Her First Heartbreak

Baby, sweet little child of mine.
This volcano of pain erupting
from your heart, the burning in your stomach,
I promise you baby all this will fade.
A time will come when,
all that pain is just rain,
the fire in your heart
will die down.
The walls closing you in
baby, all will fall.
Your breath will become
 so light baby,
you will breathe life
and you will live.
You will take a day
at a time,
a bonfire
does not go on
after day break.
Your tears,
baby your tears
will dry up
and on that day,
you will smile on this earth
and your face,
your beautiful sweet face
will glow, it would glow
so bright that night becomes day.
You become the earth,
you will see the color on the flowers,
you will smell the ocean breeze,
your will hear the wind
and feel the rain.
Baby this is not over,
you are not over,
life is not over.
Baby you were made strong,
titanium baby,
you are unsinkable baby,
you will rise from this turmoil baby.
The stones that break you
will become dust before you.
Take this pain baby
and give it to life.
Let it be the wind.
Sweet little child of mine,
this too shall pass
like everything thing in life.
Live life
and baby love,
it’s so tricky but
baby when you do fall in love
it will over take you
and you will be swept away.
Love will find you baby
and  it will take you
to places mummy can’t take you.
Pain changes you baby
and I pray that it makes you
the best you
that you can be.
I do pray
that my love for you
hugs you and
kisses you at night
and I pray baby
that my love for you
will make you love yourself
more than he will love.
I love you sweet little princess.
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Monday, November 4, 2013

Saturday, November 2, 2013

....and i pray to God
that you find a girl
that looks at you
and sees you,
that sees right through
the mask of righteousness
and virtue that you so
love to wear,
i pray that she sees past
the garment of you,
and sees your lies
and your one two three broken sincerity
and innocence
and when she does
see past all that,
i pray to God
that she will be everything
i never was.

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