I was not always a plus size woman. I used to be just around 45 kgs with a waist line that always measured 24”. However, due to health issues which were far beyond my control, I started gaining tremendous amount of weight by the time I was 20 years old. By the time I passed out of Degree College at the age of 21, I weighed 78 kgs with a hell of a lot of water retention due to … [Read more...] about I Am Plus Size and Loving IT: by Fiza Pathan
#Poem The Guitar Man Who Made Me Cry: Fiza Pathan
It was a time long ago before I knew about the blood flowing through my veins, That was the day a man made me cry my wet drops down my cheeks. I remember he was a guitar man who turned on his girls with a tune, But this musician strummed my feelings into motion with his rifts. I sat next to him on the college bench as he kept up the beat of the class, And that was when the … [Read more...] about #Poem The Guitar Man Who Made Me Cry: Fiza Pathan
Author Interview: Mary Smith
An instructive, educative, and revealing interview with Author, Poet, Journalist and Blogger: Mary Smith. FP: You describe yourself as an author, poet and journalist but, from all these three designations, which do you think defines you most of all? Mary: I think it all depends on what I am working at the time! It’s probably the combination of all three which defines me. FP: … [Read more...] about Author Interview: Mary Smith
#Poem I Loved Her Too: Fiza Pathan
Congratulations dear groom on your marriage day, I’m a girl from your newly wedded wife’s side of the family; You ask me what relationship I share with your wife. Well the answer is simple manly groom for just like you I loved her too. So what if I’m a girl myself honorable groom of my lovers final choice, I am faithful to her just the same for your clarification; But the day … [Read more...] about #Poem I Loved Her Too: Fiza Pathan
#Poem Paint Me A Picture: by Fiza Pathan
They said you wanted a job while you were in town, You could write, paint, and sculpt as your customer pleased; I want you to come over to my studio and take a look at me, And paint me a picture on the basis of what you see. I don’t want a masterpiece on a big snowy while canvas, Just a daub or two will be good enough for me; Use a bit of blood red for my tired eyes, As I sit … [Read more...] about #Poem Paint Me A Picture: by Fiza Pathan