‘Can you take that off?’

‘What? My Hijab’

‘Yes…see I can’t allow you to wear it during school hours…it will give a negative impression’


There was an awkward silence for some time…she got up slowly and said ‘Well in that case…I would like to decline your offer Sir’

‘Really…you know you will not get this kind of package anywhere else…we are one of the most renowned school of this city’

She smiled and said ‘I know Sir…but I will take that risk’

‘As you wish Miss Abida…it was pleasure meeting you’

She gave a courteous nod and walked towards the door but turned ‘One more thing Sir, you think my hijab will pass on a negative impression…what about the orthodox thinking of one of the best school of this city?’ she closed the door without a second look…she went outside thinking…I will not take my hijab off for anyone’s sake…I will work on my condition…I will work where people would respect my religion…where nobody will judge me just because I wear a hijab…

Hijab is a like a book cover, if you judge me by it…you will never know the Real Me…

 Love ❤ AARYA


Being Woman…2

I am a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, a friend, a girl friend, a student, an employee, a wife, a mother…the roles are never ending…

I am a young, educated and confident girl, but there are times when I am scared…I have dreams, I want to fulfill those dreams, I want to fly high…I am loving and caring, but there are times when I am careless…I want to look beautiful, but there are days when I am just a Plain Jane…I have been scolded and beaten…I have been misguided, misled and misunderstood…I am crying from inside, but people still want me to smile…I haven’t done anything wrong than why is everyone blaming me for everything…I am fulfilling my responsibilities since ages without ever complaining…I am trying to give my best, but I cannot be perfect all the time, because I am human just like you…and the only thing that I want from you is to understand that…


 Love ❤ AARYA