The Sanniah Experience (TSE)

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan Oh, Milton! Why thwart god’s beloved, Poor, Eve Blamed for misfortunes, Destined for Man. Why not blame Adam? Or Satan perhaps? Why only find fault, With Eve? Is it wrong to Hope, for more than one’s fair share? If so, feel free to find Eve, Guilty. However, you mustn’t Forget You need two hands To clap Like you need Adam With Eve, to commit, The Greatest Sin, of Man. Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below or connect with us on: Instagram: @thesanniahexperience_blog Facebook: @thesanniahexperience YouTube: @SanniahExperience You can also reach us via email at: thesanniahexperience@gmail.com

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan So I have been missing from my blog for a while. Life has been super busy so I haven't had time to read or write anything... felt glum and down, felt unworthy too at times, however, since I have been trying hard to hold onto my faith it has helped me maintain my sanity through it all. Finally, I have decided that I need to set aside some much-needed me-time! and that is exactly what I'm going to do from now onwards. This reminds me that although people usually come up with new years resolutions for this purpose of growing, I will just suffice with finding a #NewMe thereby, I should just have #NewMeResolutions . So here goes a list of things I wish to aspire towards. Things to Strive For! Of course, there is a list. Why wouldn't there be? But in the spirit of being optimistic and realistic, I'm not aiming too high at the moment. So for now I am going to go with baby steps.  Start small. 1 paragraph or 1 page...

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan The sun shines deep, down on me, And it makes me feel All happy and giddy, inside It gives me warmth And joy, That I never can describe. The sun shines like an incandescent light, And shows me where I come from, and where I belong. It shows me where to go. It shines its rays on me, And makes me feel comfort and bliss, Like never before. What is it about the sun? That makes me so? When I question if I belong? It shines on me like a bright new day, A new start, A re-birth, one of a kind, It makes the doubts go away. Like a mother watching over her child. It makes me indescribably comfortable, It keeps me fuzzy and warm. And I know that I do, I do belong, no matter what the haters say, There is a place for misfits like me in this cruel world. And I know because the sun shines Deep down upon me, and chases the pain away, The sun shines its rays and love, like a mot...

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By: Sana Bukhat Yes! I was Fake. When I showed off to take, Things as Light As a Flake. Life As easy  As a piece of Cake. It was all Wrong, My mistake. Then I learned to make, Myself as strong As fully baked. Yes! Life has to Move on. Just bear in mind,  you will never be disappointed, If you live for God's Sake.  Share your thoughts with us in the comments section below. You can also connect with us via: Instagram:  @thesanniahexperience_blog Facebook:  @thesanniahexperience YouTube:  @SanniahExperience Or reach us by email on: thesanniahexperience@gmail.com

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By: Anum Chaudhry I wake up every day, looking at the mirror and ask myself, who am I? Am I someone important? Am I a pop star? Am I loved by anyone? Does anybody know me? Millions of thoughts drain my mind, are they relevant? Am I that worthy to be thought off? A life not so awesome but why so lone? Why so much pain? why no trust exists, does it exist at all? Then I see the people there, some living beyond continents or within. I see the joy and happiness that I have seen or given. Guilt over shadows but light finds its way back, When I see myself now, I know I am important to some. So even if I fall, even the fallen arise. So shall I and for the people who matter. Share your thoughts with us in the comments section below.  Connect with us: Email: thesanniahexperience@gmail.com  Instagram: @thesanniahexperience_blog Facebook: @thesanniahexperience YouTube: Sanniah Experience

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan Reminiscing on my days as a student and laughing at silly typos going, "what was I thinking?" has me rolling back into my shell. Sometimes it takes a little introspection of the self to realize how far we have come. As an individual, a woman, a wife, a daughter, an aspiring writer, and a somewhat reserved human, life can be a roller-coaster of emotions. Lately, I have been thinking about the next big step I should take... too much comes to mind yet not enough time. So much to learn, much too much to unlearn before I can spread my wings and fly into the murky waters of life again. However, on a lighter note, checking out a blog I started for a project back in the day has reminded me of the multiple faces I possess, which if taken care of and nurtured properly can bloom into a beautifully strong and independent woman (hopefully wiser for her age!). If you agree that looking back sometimes helps one move forward with gr...

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan I often think of what we would say to our loved ones if we could send them letters after their passing. So I decided to write a series of letters to those loved ones. This being the first, from a young daughter to her father as a way t thank him for his efforts in his life and after. Dear Father, Today I can proudly tell you that I have grown up into a kind-hearted, almost-independent young woman. I say almost because although I have come a long way I still have many obstacles to cross. I'm no longer that little girl you cherished and loved, who you constantly cocooned in your embrace to protect me from the evil eyes of people and society, to cherish me tenderly and make me believe that I am on top of the world because I have you by my side. No matter what the world throws at me, I know that I can pull through because I am your daughter. Although I am your princess, I can also be a warrior. Do you remember how I used to l...

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan What if I told you – I don’t care what you think? What if I told you – I already love myself. My skin. My hair. My face. My all. I love each freckle Every bump – I call it all my own. I don’t care what you think, Because I am Superwoman . Super-tall. I am phenomenal! I may be a woman, Yet I know how to stand. And stand tall – I do. My height, my face, May contradict my thoughts. I may be short, But I know how to stand tall. I am Superwoman . Super-tall. Share your thoughts with us in the comments section below. You can also reach us on: Facebook: @thesanniahexperience Instagram: @thesanniahexperience_blog Email: thesanniahexperience@gmail.com

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan One encounter is all it takes – To silence – a generation.   To mute a woman, Into submission and the darkness of her soul.   One animal attack - And silence, forever   None comes to her aid – They all say “hush, don’t talk about it” As if not talking will subdue the terror within her, As if it will put her perpetrator behind bars!   Not talking doesn’t help! It never has; it never will. Silence grows like cancer slowly, Painfully, Killing her from within.   Leaving nothing but a hollow shell… People say “be quiet, child” as if that could make the pain go away –   Hush! Means silence… They mean to suppress her To take her voice from her   Her only weapon – And make her a helpless prey.   A hollow, A body without a soul, Merely existing, never living.   No one wants to listen, Her parents refuse to believe, She must...

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) "Shutting off the thought process is not rejuvenating; the minds is like a car battery - it recharges by running." Bill Watterson, American author By Sanniah Hassan Let us wish on a star, up high in the sky. Soar and fly, like a free flying bird. I cannot be tamed; I am a lioness I will not conform, for I am a warrior I am my own boss – I am going to survive!  For my rights, I will strive.   I will not surrender. Share your thoughts and feedback with us in the comments down below or connect with us on: 

By Sanniah Hassan I see life unfold before my eyes, From the vantage that gives me an edge.   People come and go each day, With the promise of something new.   From where I sit, ready to soar into the sky, I see the people move about – and yet it all seems futile.   I can see through the façade they attempt to maintain.   Oh, poor, miserable creatures these humans. Are they truly unaware of this transparency? Or boastful of artificiality?   From where I perch on the rooftop, All I can do is Pity the humans.  Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below or connect wit us via: 

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan It was exquisite, she said made from the best. Was she for real or just pretending?   I nearly burned down the kitchen and the house, yet she insisted it was divine.   Reluctantly I take a spoonful and put it to my lips –  Woah!   The taste, The way it melted in my mouth –  Made me feel alive.   That smile on her face made me so proud. "I did it", I screamed. Feeling the accomplishment of it all.   "To us", she said. As she raised her glass to toast, And the rest was past.   Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below or connect with us on:

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By: Sanniah Hassan He calls me beauty – He calls me queen – Why all these labels? Why all these stamps? Why can’t I be me… a woman, Capable of so much more Than just being – beautiful and grand!  Than just being a plaything,  “What’s up doll-face?” he asks with his cigarette butt stuck between his full lips. I flick my hair with attitude To remind him of my worth As I walk away, I shake my hips with the sway of the music, I simply breakaway. I’m no puppet, I’m no doll I am a woman capable of so much more than meets the eye! Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below. You can also reach us on: