Muslim. American. Hijabi. Student. 20-something years old.Ask me anything
Alice Walker said it best:
Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening […] Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.
in the end, it’s all a painful and important shift in consciousness, and I’m just trying, really trying, to see the harmony within this chaos.
Also, being yourself among desi aunties is sooo harddddd
Shalwar kameez makes me feel soooo fatttt
Strolling the rows of a bookstore,
passing pockets of moments
reflected in the eyes of others.
A mother and daughter,
deliciously gulping down words of another language,
their eyes lit by the dreams of a vacation-to-be.
the carefully crafted nonchalance
of a young man
meticulously scanning aisles and aisles
of adventures to be.
tantalized by the love
found between pages of books.