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Palestinian women at the Women’s Activity Centre in Qalandiya village playing basketball, 1950. (Credit: UNRWA Photo)

Have you ever experienced seeing your dream broken in front of your eyes and not being able to do anything about it? Have you ever thought about living in a tent in a cold and unclean ocean, sleeping on the sand, without a bathroom or water? Have you thought about living in a place where you can’t meet your family’s basic needs and feel helpless about it?

I am Shahd from the southern Gaza Strip. All my life, I have been building a life for me and my family. It persisted in a good future, when the war in Gaza began on October 7, 2023. We were in extreme fear during the displacement, and found ourselves in an insufficient small tent. Despite the lack of safety, food, clean water and the spread of diseases, we had to live this difficult life under bombardment, knowing that at any moment, my family and I could lose our lives

My whole life has been scattered, and I am extremely frustrated and sad by the ongoing genocide I witness every day

Do you understand what it means to be in a situation where you have been displaced over and over again, just to reach the only supposed safe area that I ordered you to go to by a much stronger force than you as an unarmed civilian, just to be told that you can’t be there anymore? After you lose everything, like your home, your memories, your friends, your family and loved ones, your job, and everything you have worked hard to achieve...

Amid these hardships, I see a glimmer of hope, because I haven’t given up yet.

If you know of any organizations, associations or entrepreneurs who support and fund projects, please do not hesitate to share my association with them.

They can also contact me directly.

I know that the path to success after destruction can be difficult, but with your help and support for me and my family

Shares

آج تک سرخ و سیہ صد یوں کے سائے کے تلے

آدم و حوّا کی اولاد پہ کیا گذری ہے

موت اور زیست کی روزانہ صف آرائی میں

ہم پہ کیا گزرے گی، اجداد پہ کیا گزری ہے

اِن دمکتے ہوے شہروں کی فراواں مخلوق

کیوں فقط مرنے کی حسرت میں جیا کرتی ہے

یہ حسیں کھیت پھٹا پڑ تاہے جوبن جن کا

کس لئے اِن میں فقت بھوک اُگا کرتی ہے

A new favorite from Faiz <3

The fact that I was listening to Arjit Singh last night and texted my bestie "I am in love, no idea with whom"

That lyric "tu lage mujhe pehli barish ki Dua" (You seem like the prayer of first rain to me). Idk much about Hinduism (my bad) but in Islam we have this thing that rain is a form of mercy so whatever you pray for, you get it when it rains. So like he is singing that she is his first prayer whenever it rains.

I will stop ranting now. 😭

lil bro's okay, but grandfather's not so good. it's still stable, but they're talking about travelling down west it's cooler, but it's gonna be costly oof. lil bro has scool in like 4 days, and it's likely they'll put out a circular to postpone school openings.

anyways have i mentioned i hate taylor swift? because i do so badly. one of my mutuals reblogged a "fav song" post with a taylor swift song and i got a papercut, she's bad luck see proved.

gooooooddd im so sick of all these edits with her lyrics. fandoms are polluted with her word and all these super cool gifs so talented and then i see her words "who else decode you" and i feel like throwing my laptop im so so so so sick of her and her brand of sickening white conservative "feminism".

i'm thankful she doesn't come to india i don't think i can handle the cooties. the other desi anon saying upper middle class girls liked her? totally true. i moved schools to like a richer more renowned one and i started hearing about her way more than i ever needed to.

anyways if you ever need recs to hindi songs, do let me know! i promise you every single lyric arjit singh has ever sung has contained more romanticism, more poetry that the entirety of her 30 albums and 900 copy paste songs, and that's after you translate it in english using google translate (bad translator for hindi).

I’m so sorry to hear that about your grandfather. I hope your family will find a way to travel west without it hurting financially. Also, your brother has school? In the U.S. this is around the time the school year ends. Is this the beginning of the school year or is this resuming school?

Right! Fandom is totally ruined because of Swifties. The only music they use in edits are hers and completely bulldoze any conversation when it comes to Taylor Swift, saying their faves would be swifties, no matter how OOC it is for the character. Like the “Hobie Brown is secretly a swiftie” post. HE WOULD NOT BE A SWIFTIE! Hobie is a fucking radical punk! He is the ANTITHESIS OF A SWIFTIE!

(Also-I was so confused by the “I got a papercut see bad luck proved,” because I genuinely thought that was a song title of hers. Her songwriting is just that bad.)

This is so damning, the correlation of wealth and Desi Swifties. This is what it’s like in the U.S. too but it’s crossed over with racial politics too. But generally richer = more likely to be a Swiftie. At least this is like anecdotal proof now rather than conjecture that I was accused of by other people.

Please send in the recs! I love expanding my music taste and from my limited exposure to Bollywood films, their soundtracks are always so fucking fire!

Tum halki si shermana hum there hojain ge

I love this song sm

Why is it always tell me what's wrong and not

Tum aankhon se batana hum samajh jayenge

I’ve been trying to put into words for a while something that I just really really can’t stop thinking about, and that’s the Falasteeni elders in Gaza.

It’s just. How many times now have they been displaced? How many times now have they been forced to leave their homes and move elsewhere knowing that wherever they ended up would not be safe? It happened first in ’48 (maybe even prior to that, depending), then again in ’67, and it’s happening to them now in Gaza with all these false evacuation orders that just lead people to areas that get bombed anyway. They have spent their entire lives enduring Nakba after Nakba. They are proof that the Nakba is ongoing, that it never ended.

How many of their homes have been destroyed? How many loved ones have they lost over the past 75+ years to Zionist violence? How many times have they been forced to rebuild their lives from the ground up again?

Maybe it’s childish to say it, but it’s just not fair. It’s not fair that their entire lives have been stolen over and over and over again. It’s not fair that someone who is born in California can go to Falasteen, pick up a gun when they turn 18, and have more rights to the land, greater claim to “citizenship” than the Falasteeni elders who are denied their right to return. It’s not fair that their children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, have only ever known what is it to live in a permanent state of displacement too. It’s not fair that there are elder Palestinians older than the “state” of Israel who remember what it was to live on their own land and who long for their childhood homes and who will never be able to see parts of the beautiful country they were born in again.

I don’t know what I’m trying to say, really. I think we need to just remember them in everything we do. I think we need to constantly be thinking of our Falasteeni elders, whether they’re in Gaza or the West Bank or the Israeli territories or anywhere else in the world. We need to think of them wherever they are, and we need to let the anger and the sadness and the grief we feel for them move us to action because they deserve to see a liberated Falasteen in THEIR lifetimes. They deserve to see their dream of returning to their homes become a reality. They deserve justice, and freedom of movement, and safety, and stability. They deserve to get back what was taken from them when they were children themselves.

We think of them, we show our gratitude to them, and we fight like hell for them until Falasteen is free.

We really are living in hunger games

wisdom kaye in robert wun

gentle reminder you can rise up from everything. you can recreate yourself. nothing is permanent. you are not stuck. you have choices. you can think new thoughts. you can learn something new. you can create new habits. all that matters is that you decide today and never look back.

کرو کج جبیں پہ سر کفن مرے قاتلوں کو گماں نہ ہو

کہ غرورِ عشق کا بانکپن پسِ مرگ ہم نے بھلا دیا

~فیض احمد فیض

HOW CAN SOMEONE EVEN COME UP WITH SOMETHING THIS GENIUS. A STRAIGHT PUNCH TO THE GUT.