Rest your head against their chest. 
Do you hear?
Their life beating through them?
Listen to it…

And you will know what fear is.

Oh! how fragile their life is…
To only live in heartbeats…
Your sweetest melody…

And how maybe one day you will lay against them like this
And wait for the sweet delicate sound of life
And God forbid…

All you hear is dead silence.

 – Hiba



I’m trying
I’m too invested in things more beautiful than poetry
So I’m trying
I’m getting requests to continue
And I don’t wanna refuse
I know the magic words can do
So I wanna continue
But about what
And where do I start
And how

The weather’s nice
It rained today
Like the tears that I shed yesterday

But the rain is mercy
Unlike my pain
So I know I’ve healed
I felt happy
And excited

And I took my parrot out to the balcony
And he screeched and sang from excitement
And that was my heart.
Happy and joyful
Dancing inside from joy

I don’t get why people use umbrellas during such beautiful weather
It’s ungrateful and idiotic
Especially for people in Kuwait
I can’t believe they could be so dumb
After months of being roasted under the scorching Kuwaiti sun
You’d think people would cherish this beautiful weather

Cool breezes
And drops of sweet water from the heavens
And the weather’s gift to the people of Kuwait
And they have the nerve to be so ungrateful
With umbrellas over their heads
And pacing speedily out from under the sky
So desperate to get inside

How ignorant
They don’t cherish it when they get it
And yet they complain all year round about how much they would love if Kuwait was breezy and cool

We live in a world where people who don’t have time
To cherish and enjoy the things they asked for all year round
What a strange world…

What a strange world…

 – Hiba


Let us switch roles.. You wait for me and I never return
Translation: “Lets switch roles.. You wait and I never return”

…Of falling

Oh how many there are…
So many, I cannot count.
So many, I could be heaven bound,
So many and yet I hide.

And run…
Can’t let anyone in…

And sweetheart, it hurts…
I wish I was as fearless as before.

Before you stole my firsts,
Before you tossed ‘em in the trash.
Before you broke my bones,
And let my heart crash.

And I have nothing now.

Just a step in front of me…
…I’m too afraid to climb,

And I guess this is what I’m gonna do…
Here is where I’m gonna stay,
Until the day I’m not afraid,
Until the day I could fall again…

These days I just look at my healed scars and feel afraid,
And the day I don’t, I will move on ahead.
…But until then too many chances will go amiss.

But that’s alright,
As long as my heart’s okay.

As long as no tears fall,
I will breathe.
And call it a life.

Goodnight, love.
I don’t miss you anymore…

Just wish you weren’t a thing in my life…
At least I wouldn’t hide,

From the things that were meant to revive…

 – Hiba

The Sun Still Shines


Sometimes, you’ve just gotta let it pass
Let it slide

Remember all the smiles
Not the tides
That had ruined your lives

But the calm blue skies
And the sun that shines
While you still hide
In that awful place
Claiming the sun has died
And that there is no life
Outside of that messy pile
Wherein you hide

Oh but well, it is your loss after all

The sun can’t shine
On its own in your eyes
But it shines still and reflects in everyday smiles

Of that young man who falls
In love
With the sun’s inescapable shine every time.

 – Hiba // purely fiction

We quit like a boss

A result of my years worth of efforts and contributions to this cause 🙂

I’ve quit though.

We all have.

Long story as to why.

But here it is: my shield:

Pakistani Blood Donors In Kuwait.

This organization was founded by Pakistanis to raise awareness among all citizens of Kuwait about the importance of blood donation. It was run mostly by Pakistanis encouraging people of all cultures and backgrounds to save lives.

Apart from hosting blood donation drives and campaigns, the organization also held monetary donation drives for certain individuals who required financial backing up for their cancer treatment and also for individuals that needed kidney transplants.

The organization had been recognized among the top ten humanitarian causes in Kuwait  by the Kuwaiti ministry of health and had been honored by the minister as well.

It was the best experience and I met the best, most committed and dedicated individuals via this organization. They had admirable loyalty towards this cause and I absolutely adore these people.
May Allah reward them all for their efforts 🙂

We’ve all quit though. But not before we treated ourselves to a celebration for all our efforts and contributions towards this cause.

This event was hosted by the executive members of the team to honor their general council team members as well as their ex executive members whose efforts had never been acknowledged before. The shields were presented by senior executive members and our sponsors and the Pakistani ambassador.

I’m glad I was part of this team and I will forever cherish the memories.

Here’s my brother’s shield:

P.s. Yes they spelled the name wrong on mine 😛

– Hiba

Lessons # 1

“As women when we fight for our rights in our struggle to stand next to men in total and absolute equality, men are not really the ones that defeat us; even though they are the ones that insult us and discourage us the most.
The ones that defeat us are in fact women…
Those women that side with men.
And you know what’s ironic? They side with men by standing behind men. Not beside them.”

– Hiba

Salaams everyone, this is just to notify you that I’m minimizing my use of wordpress. I have to sit my exams in June and I haven’t so much as touched my textbooks and I really have to start studying. Like hard. So yeah. I’ll hardly be posting or reading, but I swear I love all the stuff you guys are gonna write in advance.

Have an amazing time you guys, I’mma be takin’ a break.

Take care

– Hiba

Keeping it together


Half an hour

And a blank mind

A near mystery as to how I’m gonna write

Mind’s too full

Of stress and misery

After realizing that mine is not the only tragedy

Too many have got it tough

Too many and not much bluff

Only weary smiles

Tired exhausted eyes

Circles under their eyes

From all the stressful sleepless nights

And yet a faint twinkle in their eyes

And a rare sight

Of their healthy and full smile

From the hope of when it’s all gonna be alright

When the tables turn and let them guide

Each other into a wholesome endless light

Where all their dreams reside

Coming true after all this time

But first comes the sleepless nights

Where nothing is for them to set right

 And all things seem out of their might

And when the only thing that keeps them together

Is their relentlessly hopeful stride in life.

 – Hiba



I’m tired.

I feel like it’s falling apart


Not the outside though.

It’s my inside.

Like my entire mechanism inside is faulty

I keep looming forever between smiles and tears

Between frowns and laughs

Like there’s a possible glitch inside.

I don’t understand where the fault is…

Maybe it is everywhere.

 – Hiba