Where do I really belong? — I was six years old when I first heard the word ‘paki’ being thrown around the playground. It wasn’t used in a derogatory way — at least that’s what I thought — rather, it was just a couple of little white boys repeating words they must have heard at home…

The first step is knowing that they exist. — Life isn’t just happening. The way life is happening for us is because of us. That can be a hard pill to swallow for those who believe they always draw the short straw; that the world is against them and that life is just so damn hard. But it doesn’t…

The time my new friend tried to convert me. — I have a problem with religion. Or, many problems with religion, I should say. And that’s coming from a born and raised Muslim who lost her faith and found it again for herself, in the pits of depression and through the openings of a spiritual awakening. Ever since I was…

Sabah’s Soul Saturdays #27 — the whisperings of my soul. — I am learning to accept myself in all the ways that society told me I never could. I am learning to love the parts of me that society told me were unloveable. I am learning to accept, love and cherish this vessel that has carried me through adversity, difficulties, beautiful…

Sabah’s Soul Saturdays #26 — the whisperings of my soul. — There must come a time when you say goodbye to self-doubt. Bid him farewell at the door of your heart, and ask him, to please not come here again. Because you see, well you know, you were made for far more than this. When the volume of the world goes…

It’s about time we were together again — The children are asleep. The sound of crashing waves tinkles away gently in the background — playing through the iPad to keep the baby settled for a little longer than usual. My fingers hit the keys and fresh air speeds through my anxious body, instantly calming it. …

(…and text/Whatsapp/voice-note back.) — I know I said I’d call you. I know I planned it well in my head and arranged with you for “one evening after 9 pm when the kids are asleep”. I’ve been looking forward to it — deep interaction with another human being who doesn’t live within these four…

Sabah’s Soul Saturdays #25 — the whisperings of my soul. — When you choose to take the path that leads you into yourself, there ain’t anyone going with you — including the parts of you that were never really you. It’s the loneliest journey. It’s the hardest journey. It’s a journey that will have you questioning absolutely everything you once knew…

Sabah’s Soul Saturdays #24 — the whisperings of my soul. — The world may have taught us that it’s dog-eat-dog out there. The world may have taught us that we have to get on top, that we have to be the best. The world may have taught us to view others as competition, rather than companions walking each other home. But…