Growing up in a very strict Christian family, I was expected to settle down and start a family. As I waited for Mr. Right...

Even now I’m still stunned when I think of the way it all went so fantastically to hell in front of my eyes...

To me, my father, my so-called “hero,” single-handedly ruined my life and my family, all over a personal dispute...

Life can be tricky; it’s like teetering along the edge of a cliff. One setback can land you on the streets...

Those early years were rough on my mother as she was battling demons in the early stages of her alcoholism and drug addiction...

For as long as I can remember, it was always a constant battle for survival...hunger was our close friend...

My father was a police officer, and my mother ran a small shop. My life started out normal...

...They also showed me the harsh reality of life and death. Knowing that one day we’d be here and the next we’d not always terrified me...

Behind every proverb, there is experience and reflection. Now, I don’t claim to know it all, but I know what I’ve lived...

As a kid, my father used to tell me that “life is not a bed of roses,” and now I wish I would have taken him seriously...

Good, no one had robbed me of my pain pills. I pulled out my trusty relievers and tossed a handful back. I could be without a home...

For the first few years of my life, all my immediate family lived in a low-income, one-roomed apartment in the city within a close-knit...

Located at the extreme north of Pakistan, Nathia Gali is considered to be one of the most beautiful and scenic places in Pakistan...

I loved my mom, but I didn’t get much time with her because she had bad lungs. She already had asthma, but her job only worsened...

They say that daughters are a blessing, but that was not my reality. You see...for years, I blamed myself for my mother’s death...

I went to public school until my first year of middle school, and after that, I left and went to school on an army base...

A bunch of wildflowers left my hands and dropped upon his grave. It was clear that the goodbyes were final. I was burying my husband...

It was a beautiful, crisp, clear morning. My only regret was that my dad wasn’t by my side as he should have been...

In fact, I was 16th in the rankings, including my father’s children from his two older wives, who each had six children before...

I had what should have been an idyllic childhood, playing on the beaches and forests that surrounded our home...