He left me and was gone for his degree to the U.S.A, I could stay not a minute so I pined for him who was in the U.S.A; Then the years went by with no emails from the U.S.A, So I packed my bags and ran away to the U.S.A. But I got a heart break when I reached there in the U.S.A, My old love had found another woman in the U.S.A; He belittled me in front of her and her friends in … [Read more...] about #Poem Heartbreak in the U.S.A: by Fiza Pathan
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#Poem I’m Burning Books: by Fiza Pathan
I used to be an avid reader, In fact I am still one now in spirit; But then one day I saw how they were burning my brothers, So then I knew that it was time for me to join the jihad against the infidels. They contacted me and told about how they need someone like me, That my youth would help in our mutual cause; But then they said something awful which made me want to sob, They … [Read more...] about #Poem I’m Burning Books: by Fiza Pathan
Book Review: The Wild Oats Project: Memoir
Book Review: The Wild Oats Project: Memoir Author: Robin Rinaldi Reviewer: Michaelangelo Zane I would like to begin by saying that when I started reading The Wild Oats Project: One Woman's Midlife Quest for Passion at Any Cost , a memoir by renowned journalist & magazine editor Robin Rinaldi, I thought that the book would be thought provoking & it really was. I will … [Read more...] about Book Review: The Wild Oats Project: Memoir
I Am Plus Size and Loving IT: by Fiza Pathan
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