For the past year, I’ve found myself wholly lost when searching for answers in the world of literary agents. If like me, you had little c...

If there’s one thing I’m reminded of when I see my little cousin, it’s that time is money. While I stand by the idea that you can’t put a...

When it comes to traditional Asian weddings, the truth of the matter is that the whole affair is rarely pure and never simple. If you’re ...

I got told once that it’s important to mark your milestones. Somehow if I didn’t, I’d run the risk of not appreciating the stepping stone...

Last week, I put together my top five take-aways from Day 1 of Sarah Odedina’s Writer’s Weekend Workshop. The link to the original post o...

Over the weekend, I had the honour of attending The Writer’s Weekend Workshop at the heart of the cultural hub that is Brixton. Hosted by...

In light of International Women’s Day, I thought I ought to collect reflections of my own writing journey so far. There’s a phrase that I...

With the recent launch of Kwame Alexander’s new imprint Versify and the growing attention to spoken word poetry over the past decade, it ...

I’ve always found myself falling in love with the magic of written words on a page, the characters they make and the stories they tell. A...

Somewhere in the small gaps of my history and fleeting pockets of time, I came across the idea once that happiness lies between the blurr...

Lately I've been wondering why I've fallen deeply and quickly in love with the old art of henna. I'm not entirely sure what was so entici...

If there's one thing I'm great at, it's wasting time. I'm the kind of girl that can sit staring at the television set for hours on end wi...

Lately, a few people have been asking me about my obsession with poetry. They just don't get it. Apparently it's old, outdated and irrele...

It seems like a lifetime ago that I was watching Aljazeera’s coverage of the Laylatul Qadr uprising in Masjid al-Aqsa. Palestinians from ...

Today I started a conversation with someone about Harry Potter- surprise, surprise. This little lady hadn’t indulged in the magical world...

I guess there’s been some part of me that’s always wanted to blog, a part of me that’s always longed to articulate moments in the scrapbo...