Escaping Life….

When I start watching a movie or a drama I always skip the complicated parts and watch the happy endings. I tend to avoid dramas or movies with sad endings. I ignore sad things like Donald Trump used to ignore Muslims and I am always terrified of dying. I am not afraid of death but I am afraid of dying. The stage between being dead and alive is what I fear the most. I am afraid I won’t be able to watch my favorite people die. I have considered death as something traumatizing as I have never seen people die in front of me. I was the first daughter of my parents their only daughter I was raised like those Disney princess not spoiled but loved. All my life I have known warmth and appreciation. I wish I could skip the complicated parts of my life like that 5 second YouTube Ad (which by the way is quite annoying). Until yesterday when I was scrolling through my Facebook news feed I saw a status. It was something like a guy went to his friend’s house as his father died he went there to check up on his friend expecting to see him devastated but when he went there he saw his friend calmly watching his father as the people carried him away he asked his friend how he could be so calm and he replied that his father has been paralyzed for a long time and suffered from insomnia, he was happy to see his father calmly sleeping after so long. He said he was relieved seeing his father resting and saying death is always painful to people sometimes being dead is much easier than being alive. That’s when it hit me that all this time I was afraid of death and thought it was traumatizing but it is beautiful sometimes like a 500 metre race. You run those 500 metres you face hurdles, you feel happy when you pass some competitors but at the end of the day you run only to reach the finish line. And now I am less afraid of it I am not completely over my fears but now I am able to acknowledge it and accept it. We all have our sunrises but the sun must set too.

I used to be thrilled thinking how much of a tiny effect I had on this universe. I feared oblivion before doing anything I used to ask myself “What are you doing? no one will remember you anyways”. I felt I was a nobody in this huge universe whatever I did had no effect on others. Now that I have grown up I still think the same but I have come through modifications I might be a nobody in this huge universe I am somebody in this small colony of my small country. I am someone to my neighbors I am someone to my fellow mates of my area. I might not matter in this huge universe but it’s never too late to create a small infinity of my own.

“You are not like other girls”+1000 more cliches

As a queer girl I have heard this line more than I have heard my own name and you have to trust me on this one so my dear tiny wordpress family get yourself a cuppa coffee because things are gonna get dark.So I know most of the people out there might take this as a compliment but I honestly don’t because I am like every other girl and it’s not a bad thing at all.We are sisters connected by menstrual pain.It is a pain that people think saying this is a compliment it might sound nice but it isn’t this might be a compliment for you but a rude thing for the other girls out there.So sisters take your notes out or write it on your forehead that if he says this he is probably a sicko. And a shout out to the gentlemen out there thanks for actually giving your girl genuine compliments.Also try giving people compliments about their personality and stuff like that because karen knows she is pretty karen has a mirror.And girls stop expecting too much from your guy and stop pressuring your man he ain’t a toy.I think these things are meant for both the genders.Regardless of our genders we face these things regulary and trust me it’s better to be alone rather than being surrounded by disrespectful people.At the end of the day I would want people to respect me and listen to me and I know for sure everyone does.

Homemade Body Scrub

Hello queer people.I know that we are all annoyed and irritated because of this Covid wave. My mom is almost a step away from exploding, well I won’t blame her.I want to take care of myself in this disastrous moment because that will make a bit relaxed in this situation so I want you guys to take care of yourselves as well.I will be sharing my homemade natural body scrub.

Ingredients: White sugar, Brown sugar,yogurt,Honey,lemon,Turmeric.

Take a bowl and add a cup of white sugar(you can put more If you want to)then add a cup of brown sugar and turmeric powder.Mix the dry ingredients and add 3 table spoon honey and a table spoon of yogurt.Squeeze the lemon.You can add coconut oil but that’s completely optional.Mix all these ingredients properly and apply it on your body.Wash yourself after 10 mins.

Body scrubs don’t just make your skin look and feel fantastic – they also improve the health of your skin. When dead skin builds up, it can clog pores and cause blemishes to appear on the surface of your skin. Exfoliating the skin and removing that dead skin often lessens the frequency of body acne.

“Raped?”

Hello everyone.It’s been a week probably since I posted.I wasn’t mentally stable to post anything but now that I am well I want you guys to read this post.The last few days in my country were really messed up.A few days ago a house wife was raped in her own house in Bangladesh.And before that a women and a 75 year old lady was raped in the streets.As a Bangladeshi girl living in Bangladesh I was literally frustrated.The worst thing about this is the rapists haven’t been sentenced to death yet.They are not even afraid because they know that the shitty justice system will never do anything to them.As a girl it’s now completely hard to go outside without imagining the worst case scenarios in my head.The saddest thing is that this is not the only time that women are being raped or molested and I know this won’t be the only time.Many people do not even file cases in order to save their modesty and I won’t blame them because we are living in a country where the rapists are free to roam around and where the victims would be accused.I want justice for all these girls and I want justice for the people who weren’t served Justice.Because a world without women will be like a world without water.

Thinking Wrong

I don’t know If you guys face this but I always end up thinking about people I am not supposed to think about specially the ones I pushed awag or ran away from.I do not regret over my decisions but I feel sad that the right people appear during the wrong times and you eventually lose hope about someone right appearing again even though you have your whole life left…

Stereotypes of “Being Yourself”

At some point in your life you must have heard the famous line “Be yourself”. I obviously agree with this but I would also love to point out more about this.I have seen people motivating others saying” come on!be yourself”.But we don’t need to hear this anymore, do we?I think people should accept people who are being genuine and are being themselves.We already know how to be extraordinary and sophisticated but we surely lack acceptance in this case.So people tell you to be yourself ask them If they will accept you If you are being yourself.

Human

I see a wave of tiny ants
I see no sir nor ma’am,
I feel chaos through hell
I see the flesh,the soul and bones
The blood that curses the vein;
the mind that distinguishes the heart from the hand.

The worthless war between the fairest
“Human”as they say dignifies even the dirtiest animals in the best way.
“Human” they praise
“Human” I sigh.