The Sanniah Experience (TSE)

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan  With or without me, You should be happy, that’s What my parents always taught me. I recalled their words as I tried to Hold my tears at bay. Today I would leave it all behind. As I stepped into another life, A new family I would leave behind my past, My web, my nest. I would be leaving behind the people I loved the most To start something new, Another family. I was wearing my heart on my sleeve, Though reluctantly, I was moving on. My heart felt like it would explode any minute, It was as if a thousand butterflies were fluttering within me, What could I call this feeling of the in-between? Being good at playing with words was of no use at all today. What can a girl do as she leaves her memories behind? What does she do, when faced with this unwelcomed change? I tried to express myself, But I found it futile. From this moment on, I would not be me, but we. I was movin...

© 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: 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 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 And 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 – And 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 enough, To silence, A generation. To mute A woman, To force her into The darkness of her soul. One animal attack Is all it takes To silence a woman, forever No one comes to her aid – No one They all say “hush, hush, don’t talk about it” As if not talking will silence the terror within her, As if not talking will put her perpetrator behind bars Not talking, will not help! It never does, it never will Silence for her is like cancer that slowly, painfully kills her from the outside as it does within Leaves a hollow, A shell… People say “hush, hush” as if that could ever make the pain go away – Hush! Means silence… They all mean to shush 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. Her parents don’t want to listen, They don’t wish to believe,...

© 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: 

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan It was exquisite, she said made from the best. was she for real? Or was it pretend? 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  –  it 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: