Carrying baby inside your belly can be uneasy sometimes. Therefore, it is very important for me to find comfort on what I am wearing. And here I was exploring Singapore at my ninth month of pregnancy, I was rocking olive tank top and cotton pants combined with skull thong sandal and intrecciato small shoulder leather … Continue reading Ztreet Queen: Comfy Mom-To-Be
Notes: Protector
Last night, baby A was being difficult. He fell asleep at 7.30 p.m. and suddenly he woke up, cried and screamed around 9 p.m for hours. He wanted me to sleep with him, whenever I tried to leave his room, he pulled me and asked me to hug him. As he fell asleep, I tried … Continue reading Notes: Protector
Notes: I Am A Human
What’s the different between you and me? The gender? The skin color? The sexual orientation? The race? The ethnicity? The religion? The social status? The nationality? Or ... what? Does it really matter? Nah! At least for me, I don’t care about all of those above because most of them are the products of social … Continue reading Notes: I Am A Human
Notes: Recall
I cannot remember what exactly happened to me in these last three days. I don’t remember where I went, what I did and what day it was. All I knew I have been unconscious and senseless. I am not proud what I am doing. In fact, I am ashamed. But I cannot handle anymore. I … Continue reading Notes: Recall
Notes: Self- Destruction
Sometimes I just want to run. Run far. Far away. But I don’t know where to. Sometimes I just wanna die. I run and bus hit me. But I have a son that I cannot leave behind. And I just feel afraid. Anxiety came. Suicidal thought came across my head. I had been half unconscious … Continue reading Notes: Self- Destruction
Notes: Recovery
It was all started in 2009 when a doctor told me that I would only have another 10 years to live if my liver problem was being treated. He did not give me any choice because he saw me as a poor student and the treatment was expensive. I was only 21 years old university … Continue reading Notes: Recovery
Notes: The Wanderer
Running has always been my thing and I have always been into outdoor running. Unfortunately, since I moved to Bangladesh in early 2016, outdoor running did not seem to be visible. It is because I cannot wear my 'normal' running gear -sport bra and short- as it is culturally inappropriate. As a foreigner, I just … Continue reading Notes: The Wanderer
