Under The Curtain Of Darkness

Under the curtain of darkness,

In her locked room

Stands a girl

With a tape measure on her waist

Counting inches to lose

Till she’s “beautiful”.


Under the curtain of darkness

Alone, lonely and tired

Is a boy, protein shake in hand

A thousand more planks

And a hundred more bench presses

Till he’s “handsome”.


Under the curtain of darkness

With a book in his hand

Sits a guy, deadly exhausted

Notes, papers and journals

All over the place

He strives to be “perfect”.


Under the curtain of darkness

Pizza on her bed, assignments on her desk

A controller in hand, CoD in play

Staying up late, dancing and laughing all the way

She turns to her mirror

“Imperfectly perfect” She whispers

She sleeps in that state, imperfect and happy.


Beauty is not being slim

Perfect toned body not handsomeness

Straight A’s not perfection

Being you is being human

Human is being imperfect

Imperfectly perfect is happiness.



Love yourself the way you are, and people should love you for you too.

Don’t ever lose yourself in this world trying to be perfect.

Imperfection is to be human, be who you are the same way you are and happy with who you are.

Always strive for improvement but do not if it means compromising your happiness.

Follow your heart and trust in God.

Love you forever and always.



Why I opened this blog

Someone once told me, “To do the extraordinary, you need to take a big leap of faith.”

So here I am, and this is my leap of faith.

Just like anyone else, I am afraid of negativity and hate but I know one cannot ignore criticism and I believe that criticism is to make one stronger and better.

I enjoy putting down my feelings and thoughts on paper so here I am trying to share it.

Hope you enjoy it as well as I do.



Losing You

I stood quietly behind it all

Smiling widely

A tad bit wide

A tad bit forced

A tad bit practised

A smile too perfect

A smile too fake

No one noticed

A smile is what they wanted

And a perfect smile they got

Waving and smiling

As everyone passed

After they all went away

Tears pooled in my eyes

Glossy, they shined in the twilight

Good bye Dear Friend

And I love you

I looked at the sky

So dark yet beautiful

An ending that signified a new beginning

Closing my eyes, I let myself cry

Falling on to my knees

It’s okay to grieve

It’s okay to cry

Not now

Not tomorrow

Maybe One Day

But it’s going to be okay

To Allah we belong

And to Him we return.

I love you Dear Friend

In my heart you forever reside.





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