You

I was brought into earth and as i grew up, i explored the galaxies around me
My explorations always led back to you
To the light in your eyes, the hope in your voice
You are all I'd ever need and with you,
I'm limitless; I'm the strongest version of myself 
I found the answers of all my questions in you
I found myself wandering around your soul
And into your eyes
Where I feel most safe
Your arms are my armor, protecting me from this scary world
You keep me on my feet and most importantly, 
You keep me sane  
Because without you,
I'm just a stardust pushed around galaxies 
You're my best friend, my waking thought and my good night's dream

A letter you'll never read.

My love, 
My love.. do you still permit me to call you that? I wish I could grow up with you, I really do. I don't want you now; we're young and stupid.. I know it won't work out now. I don't want a reckless relationship with you. I want you in my future. Right now, all I want is for you to be my friend, to be my support, to always be by my side. When we grow up... I want more. I want you to be the father of my children. I want to see you when you hold the bundle of joy that I will carry for you for 9 months. I want to observe how our little daughter will slowly steal all the love you had for me. I want to be mesmerized by the view of you carrying our children in the world; protecting them like how you protected me, my love. I want to be by your side when you do that. I want to look into your eyes and remind myself how blessed I am to have someone as amazing as you in my life. I want our son to have that weird haircut you had in 4th grade. I want to have midnight conversations about our mistakes and the silly things we used to do. I want to laugh the night away with you. I want to remind you how I fell in love with you in the first place. I hope one day, we'll travel the world. You always said, "Italy for honeymoon." I still remember, love. We talked about going to the UK to see one direction, sounds silly I know. You went to your first concert already but I hope my first is gonna be by your side. I hope my firsts, my lasts and all that's in between is gonna be with you. 

I want our children to think of us whenever they're asked what the definition of love is. I don't want anything fancy. All I want is you, a shelter and a family. You grew up with a step-dad; I don't want our children to face that. I want to show you that true love still exists. Its a shame that a love like ours would go to waste. I don't want to lose you because I know no one will be able to love you as much as I do and no one will be able to make me as happy as you do. I want us to go through everything together; the bad times, the good times. I am willing to go to hell and back if you're by my side, love.

I want you to make me feel safe while I give you unconditional love. Most importantly, I don't ever want to be apart from you. I want to watch as your hair turns from black to grey and then to lighter shades and finally white. And when you don't have hair anymore? I'll still be madly in love with you.I loved you three years ago and I still didn't lose an ounce of love that I have for you. My love for you has only increased; my love for you has overflown from my weak heart. I finally made up my mind, I'm in love with the guy who ruined my life, I've always been.

Promise me that you'll always know that although life has torn us apart, my love for you will always stay; nothing can take that away. And if one day you change your mind, I'll gladly welcome you back into my arms again as a friend and slowly we'll develop to lovers again. I hope your eyes stay as enchanting as they did when they first saw right through me. The silence of the moment when we hold each other, show the love that no words could ever describe. You hold a place in my heart that no one could ever replace. I really hope that one day fate will stitch us back together, my love.

Sleep Deprived.

Children who became orphans because of starvation were sent to an orphanage and were taken care of by the government. They were all alone. Well, they weren’t literally alone, there were other orphans too but they didn’t really have time to communicate, or even sleep. All they did was work; day and night. “You will have to work 24 hours, 7 days a week.” His voice still ringed in all the orphans’ ears.  There were only 10 children in the orphanage; that’s why they had to work all the time. When the children’s parents were deceased, they were sent to school and if they fail, they were sent to an orphanage. The children looked like zombies; their faces were as pale as a ghost and their eyes were circled with dark rings. 

After Andrea’s parents starved to death, she was taken by the government to the orphanage. Andrea’s high hopes suddenly burst into tears. She worked continuously for 2 months but then she was fed up; she carried her almost deceased body to the master’s office. She suddenly felt like the earth had stopped turning. There was no more oxygen in the world. Fire was rapidly burning her and turning her to ashes.

She knocked the door. Once. No answer. Twice. No answer. Three times. 

“Yes?” His voice sent shivers down her spine, flinging away all the bravery she had. She jolted backwards from his office. She heard the office’s door open and close. “What do you want?” With all her power, she gazed up at him. He had a very stern look on his face.  

“Can… I have a break?” Silence. Her heart was beating as fast as lightening and she could almost hear her heart beating in her chest. The master’s lips cracked into a smile.

“Are you joking, honey?” He simply said. Andrea tried to swallow the lump in her throat, she felt sweat beads forming on her forehead. She felt a bitter acidic taste in her throat, it felt like a tingling and burning sensation. The master just looked at her blankly.

“Just 5 minutes of sleep, sir.” Fire was lit in the master’s eyes and his face was flushed with anger. An enormous hand came out of nowhere and pressed Andrea on the hard ground. Everything happened so swiftly; a hand coming out of nowhere and slapping Andrea on her face. Andrea crying with red stained cheeks. Everyone in the orphanage stared with owl wide eyes. Since the establishment of the orphanage 10 years ago, it was never this noiseless and active. Sleep was suddenly swept away from the eyes of all the children.

Book Review: The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

I have recently read The Kite Runner and its absolutely one of my favorite books. Khaled Hosseini is a very talented writer, he has perfectly written the book and his use of descriptive techniques makes it easier for everything to be visually imagined. I honestly give this book a 10/10 and I highly recommend it.

The story revolves about a Pashtun boy called Amir, who is a Sunni Muslim and another boy called Hassan who is a Hazara Shia Muslim. These two boys live in Afghanistan with Agha Sahib and Ali. In the beginning of the story, the writer shows us that Ali is Hassan's father and Agha Sahib is Amir's father.
Hassan is bullied for being a Hazara. Hassan and Amir grew up together and they were like brothers until Hassan shows his loyalty by catching up with a kite in a competition so Amir would win. Hassan gets raped by a boy, Amir saw everything but he was too scared to step in. His betrayal to Hassan makes him feel terrible, he makes his dad kick Hassan and Ali (who were their servants) outside of their house by accusing Hassan of stealing.
Afghanistan gets invaded by Russians so Amir and his father move to America. Amir gets married to an Afghan girl called Soraya, Amir's father passes away because of cancer. Amir finds out that Hassan and his wife got killed by the Taliban, he also finds out that Hassan is his half brother so he goes back to Afghanistan to find Hassan's son, Sohrab who is also his half nephew.


I loved this story because it shows how your whole life could be a lie; Hassan grew up believing he was Ali's son and he died oblivious; Amir grew up believing that Hassan is his servant's son and after being told by his father's good friend, he found out that Hassan is his half brother.
I also can relate to this story because in the story it shows how the Pashtuns (Sunni Muslims) hated the Hazaras (Shia Muslims) which is a huge problem where I live. I can also relate because it shows how blood is actually thicker than water. It also shows the brotherhood that can occur between Shia and Sunni Muslim.
"Never mind any of those things. Because history isn't easy to overcome. Neither is religion. In the end, I was a Pashtun and he was a Hazara, I was Sunni and he was Shi'a, and nothing was ever going to change that. Nothing.
But we were kids who had learned to crawl together, and no history, ethnicity, society, or religion was going to change that either."

How NOT to embarrass yourself in public

If you know me then you probably know that I'm a really awkward person and I always tend to embarrass myself somehow. It's quite ironic for ME to be helping people not embarrass themselves but oh well, I'll try. Everything written is based upon my experience.

#1: DON'T ANALYZE EVERYTHING!
I do this one a lot. A few months ago, I was in my grandmother's house and I was basically analyzing how I could stand up from my sitting position without falling into the food that was placed on the floor in front of me. As silly as that may sound, it was a very stressful moment in my life but at least, I didn't fall into the food.


#2: ALWAYS WATCH YOUR STEPS!
Your parents have probably told you this before because its so important! When I was in Georgia a few months ago -check out my traveling blog www.unexploredbeauty.blogspot.com (It's always time for a promo) okay so we used to go out every night for walks and we were like a huge number of people, so I was peacefully walking and thinking about what were gonna have for dinner and then I suddenly FELL ON MY FACE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET.


#3: DON'T MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE IN FRONT OF THEM!
Where I live most people speak either Arabic or English (or a mixture of both languages) but there are some groups of people which are Arab by blood but Iranian by roots so they can speak Persian as well. So the other day, I was with my mom in a supermarket and the cashier was really slow -I was in a hurry- I made fun of him in Persian, not expecting him to understand but then he glared at me and I found out that he spoke and understood Persian as well.


#4: DON'T TRY TO GUESS SOMEONE'S NAME!
If you forgot someone's name then don't try to guess it because you might embarrass yourself. "Sorry, I'm terrible with names. What was it again?" I have tried saying this and it works, surprisingly, people appreciate it as well.
"Sorry, I'm terrible with names. What was it again?"
"I'm ___"
"Oh nice to see you ___"
*when leaving*
"Okay bye ___, see you around."

-The point is, you should repeat the person's name as much as you can -without making it awkward- while looking them in the eyes.

#5: WAVED AT SOMEONE BY MISTAKE? NO PROBLEM.
Oldest trick in the book, when you wave at someone by mistake, as soon as you realize it move your hand to your hair quickly and brush your hair -act natural-


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Twitter: @BloggerFatema

Short Fiction Story!

I rushed into the school hurriedly. Late as usual, nothing new. I wondered how I got my scholarship but then I realized I had to be somewhere; I couldn't waste more time.

The building wasn't like the building I had imagined. The walls weren't decorated like a normal high school, it looked more like a military camp. The school was dull and shallow, everything looked dead. I wondered if I was in the wrong building but then again, it said "Washington State High School".  Maybe that's what a school should like, maybe the plain walls help the students focus more. I don't know, I'm in America; they know best.

I walked past the monotonous hallways, all the hallways looked the same; colorless and dead. The repetitious hallways were soul destroying. The students also looked mind-numbed by the insipid walls; they stared at me with hostile eyes, I smiled and walked. I didn't want to get in trouble in the first day so I kept a distance between the zombie-like students. 

I headed to an expansive room that had a projector in the middle and a man that looked like a teacher was lecturing all the students. I bustled to the other side of the spacious room and stood behind some chairs.
"As you all know, guns are allowed in the campus just in case of any emergencies. We all know about the shooting that happened last year; I hope the students are sane enough not to pull the trigger this year."

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. Why on earth would a school allow guns? It was a high school for gods sake! A headache developed in my head because of thinking too much. Guns weren't even allowed for citizens in my country, how could a HIGH SCHOOL allow guns? 

While walking -and stumbling here and there- to the room I was assigned to, I tried to avoid eye contact as much as I could. As dead eyed people looked at me, all I could think about was that every single person here -except me- has a gun. I broke out in a cold sweat thinking about where I was stuck in for the next year.

 I opened the door of my dorm. A slightly muscular, fair skinned boy was standing in the middle of the room, as he looked up I noticed his green-grey eyes. There was one thing he had in common with all the other students here; they all had hostile eyes. 

He looked at me intensely, I felt as though his gaze bore holes in me. 
"Hey, I'm Ziyad. I guess I'm your roommate," I said as I felt a lump lodge itself in my throat.
"I'm Isaac and I wont shoot you unless you annoy me."
Such an auspicious way to introduce himself.
 "I've got a rule; stay out of my side of the room. I really don't mind shooting another person so play by the rules, understood?" he said, his voice serious.
And then it hit me. He wasn't humorous, he meant everything he said. 

I felt my stomach crumble as my heart started racing. The thought of sleeping with someone who had just threatened to kill me was petrifying. I couldn't sleep that night, I kept on replaying a scene in my mind; the scene where he might decide to kill me in the middle of my sleep. 
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-Twitter: @BloggerFatema

Zoella!

Despite the fact that her channel is about beauty, Zoe Sugg has been an influential youtuber who has effected many teenagers' life but of course, fame has its ups and downs.

Zoe Sugg who is also known as Zoella on YouTube has been receiving hate lately; it is said that she is overrated and doesn't deserve to be a role model. In fact, Zoella has been mentioned by The Telegraph as one of "Britain's most influential Tweeters" in 2013. 

The fact that she has anxiety and is now a famous Youtuber can have a really positive impact on people who deal with social anxiety; it can give hope to everyone dealing with social anxiety. 

Zoella has effected so many people and she is a very influential role model and whoever hates her is just not focusing on everything good she has ever done; through out all the time that i have watched her videos, I have never heard her say anything that is critical and judgmental.

These are just a few ways of how she has effected people and a few reasons of why people consider her as a role model:

"Shes helped me with my anxiety. Shes showed me that I'm not alone and that i can actually go out and do things. (:" -@Alfietbfh

"Some of the advice she gives is inspirational. She is also the reason i am who i am without her and the rest of the YouTube crew i won't have much confidence, if I'm down they help me smile again." -@Hannah_Sugglet

"Well , basically , she is my role model because she is a really nice person in general who has helped people deal with suicidal thoughts" -@Aleeshaaxo

"She has helped me stay positive in negative situations & how to be strong. She's my role model because she's so kind and strong and successful, and I hope to be like that when I grow up."- @zozeecutie


"Because her happiness and the way she is how lovely and helpful and honest she is makes her a lovely person. She's not perfect like everyone but she still puts a smile on our faces. She has an amazing personality and talented at creating more videos about beauty and how she does and it helps a lot of people for new hair do's and beginners in makeup, and u couldn't thank her enough." -@simplyzoellaa