The Would-Be Writer

The ending was infront of me. Possibly just around the corner. My dreams were coming true, finally. After all the waiting, all the crying, the pain, all of the bad. All my dreams were actually coming true. Things were going in the right direction. I was happy. I was excited. I couldn’t wait for the beginning the rest of my life with the one person I had slowly come to imagine in my mind. It was a normal day, as any other. It ended in an issue, which turned into a fight. Which turned my world upside down. In a day. It possibly took around five minutes for everything to go to shit. There are times when I wonder what it is about me that makes it so difficult for people to stick around. But this time around, I knew that I couldn’t have had done anything more than I did. How do you think a girl who is willing to compromise with everything possible, feels after that?? There is nothing wrong with cold feet, there is for sure something wrong with an egoistic reaction. When we were young...

Simple, small wishes are what life really comes down to at some point. Well not always, but sometimes. In summers, in Pakistan, we get this flower, known as the Motia, a flower of the Jasmine family. It is the most beautiful and simple flower I have ever come across. Roses, are by far the most adored flower in world. While the motia is the most underrated flower I have come across. However, it is my favorite flower. Its scent is the simple and sweet and elegant. There is nothing like it in the world. It embodies everything that is related to feminism. In my city, they make bangles of this flower. It can be found at every stop light in our city. Simple, elegant bangles can be found selling at every corner of city. If a man buys me a bangle of motia, he would have a road straight to the heart. What it means, getting such a bangle from a man, is that he thought about you while he stopped at a light. What a woman really wants, is to know that the man she thinks about at multiple time...