Fatima Writes·Oct 29One Day, We Left School and Never Came Back to the Same LifeWe thought we were just finishing another chapter. We didn’t know we were leaving an entire world behind.A response icon4A response icon4
Fatima Writes·Oct 23Why Does One Line of a Song Get Stuck in Your Head and Refuse to Leave?A few days ago, I was having a conversation with my aunt, my mother’s sister, when she told me about a strange experience she had gone…A response icon13A response icon13
InInfinite ImpulsebyFatima Writes·Oct 21The Light We Leave BehindOn the strange way absence teaches us love, memories teach us gratitude, and loss teaches us what truly matters.A response icon11A response icon11
InWrite Your WorldbyFatima Writes·Oct 12What If the Past, Present, and Future Are Happening at Once?Perhaps yesterday, today, and tomorrow exist together, and we are simply travelling through them.A response icon16A response icon16
InInfinite ImpulsebyFatima Writes·Oct 9The World Was Here Before You, and It Will Be Here After YouBut between those two eternities lies a brief, beautiful life that belongs entirely to you.A response icon10A response icon10
InInfinite ImpulsebyFatima Writes·Oct 6The Tragedy of Self-Made PeopleWe see the flowers in their garden, but not the years they spent clearing the thornsA response icon27A response icon27
InInfinite ImpulsebyFatima Writes·Oct 4The People Who Paid for Someone Else’s PromisesThrough a farmer’s broken harvest, Ahmad Faraz reveals the hidden cost of hope, sacrifice, and promises that never came true.A response icon18A response icon18
InPen With PaperbyFatima Writes·Oct 3I Thought Distance Would Keep Me SafeSometimes the walls we build to avoid pain also block the people who never came to hurt us.A response icon17A response icon17
Fatima Writes·Oct 2The Darkest Nights Are Sometimes Where the Stars Become VisibleWhen reason, courage, and certainty fail us, the people we have lost can become the light we still carry.A response icon18A response icon18
Fatima Writes·Sep 28You Can Be Surrounded by Nothing and Still Become Something ExtraordinaryNot every empty place is barren; some are where we finally become ourselves.A response icon26A response icon26