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REFLECTIONS: a work in progress

It's officially 31 days until 2020, what are your biggest accomplishments? Greatest downfalls? What have you learned? What are you proud of? Take a second, ponder it. 2019 has felt like whirlwind of losses, of wins, of some stagnancy but quick realizations that have turned into progress. Of understanding where you stand and where you… Continue reading REFLECTIONS: a work in progress

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Optimistically Naive

Optimism feels new to me, when you have been burned one too many times- the options feel slim. You’re looking at me with love in your eyes, Like you’ve known me for lifetimes on end, it is as if you scoured every burrow wondering where I lay down my head, Once you finally found me,… Continue reading Optimistically Naive

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Evading the inevitable

What is it about the truth? That makes you want to play the avoidance game, If you avoid something long enough- it’ll disappear right? Wrong. Erosions of miscommunication, Deliverance of blunt truths, In swift acts of self preservation, I retreat within myself. Terrified of what you might say, scared to see what could come of… Continue reading Evading the inevitable

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relationship rain check

"Stop spending so much time trying to pour yourself into people that aren’t ready or willing to hold you." -Maxwell Diawuoh Recently, I've been introspective on the idea of friendship- on what occurs when there's a standstill in communication, in trust, in love. Often, sometimes- perhaps knowingly or unknowingly, we shrink into smaller versions of… Continue reading relationship rain check

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Hope, Ambiguity, Confusion: a ménage of dreams

Ambiguity masquerading as hope, I reached for it, siphoned it into my life- hoping that it would somehow transform itself into the answers I was searching for, But Hope left me empty, left me wondering what was next- Hope did what she always does- like a chameleon, she transformed herself into something new- something different,… Continue reading Hope, Ambiguity, Confusion: a ménage of dreams

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Valentine’s Fool

It’s easy to say that I miss you- but perhaps that’s a lie, It’s only when the memories rush through my mind, Montages of happy beginnings and abrupt endings, Maybe I miss the memories the most And you the least, I definitely do not miss the pain you caused me, Sometimes if I shut my… Continue reading Valentine’s Fool

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Muna Abukar: A BFF love story

It is a tale as old as time.... it exists in literature, film, media, in real life- that idea of having a 'person', a 'best friend', a 'soulmate', someone who is your other half. Some of us are fortunate enough to be blessed with this one person in our lives. One that you truly 'get',… Continue reading Muna Abukar: A BFF love story

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January 2019: c-c-changes!

It's that time of the year again, a new year/ the freshness of a new start. Snow's falling on Toronto's cemented streets, lush pilings that's pretty to look at but dreadful to walk/drive through. In true global warming fashion, it's all gone the next day. Kind of makes you feel hopeful! The feeling of a… Continue reading January 2019: c-c-changes!

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forgetfulness

You are a stranger in my mind- roaming about with no substance of memory to hold you up. Pedestals you once occupied- now torn down- renovated into vacancies that will never be filled again. Souls cascading into an ever flowing stream of awkward encounters and empty relations. The love- one that was once plentiful and… Continue reading forgetfulness

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Word Vomit/ What’s Next?

Free falling into an unknown abyss/ reliving dreams shaping up into nightmares, sleepless nights and empty thoughts/ feeling kind of lost, distractions only last a while. Cycles of repetitive charades, will I ever be content? Premature happiness brought on by moments of complete bliss, will it ever be enough? Incomplete contemplation and contemplated hesitation, what's… Continue reading Word Vomit/ What’s Next?

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12:34pm on a Thursday, manifestations, dreams and friendship

Hi, it's me again. Ugh... dont say it don't say it don't say it don't say it .... back at it again with another blog post! UGH! I HaveN'T posTED iN A WhILE. I can't help but laugh whenever I say such phrases. I am going to stop putting such a premium on posting and… Continue reading 12:34pm on a Thursday, manifestations, dreams and friendship

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losing

It has taken me a while to get the words together, words that I've never thought of uttering, of even contemplating. I always found a home in you, a type of recognition that only love could find. We've been through a lot together, the pitfalls that life had created for us, experiences that should've bonded… Continue reading losing

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KEVIN’S HEART, INFIDELITY, MICRO-CHEATING AND J-COLE’S K.O.D: A REVIEW

It is Sunday, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and last week J-Cole released his fifth studio album on 4/20. Fitting and ironic as the title is "K.O.D" is "Kids on Drugs" or "King Overdose" or "Kill our Demons". All three titles being homages to the ways in which drugs are the biggest… Continue reading KEVIN’S HEART, INFIDELITY, MICRO-CHEATING AND J-COLE’S K.O.D: A REVIEW

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Silence

It has been interesting, all the twists and turns, The miscarriage of all the words involved. Speaking and yet not saying anything of substance, So why am I feeling so lost? Affected by the debris of your broken promises, Of narratives we tell ourselves to keep from changing orders already put in place. Expectations dropped… Continue reading Silence

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BACK N BETTER: Updates, What’s Next?

After a very long blog hiatus, I am back! The real question is- am I better? I've been so caught up with the stresses of school, final exams, assignments... but I'm DONE! I am happy to say that I am finally finished my undergraduate degree in Health Studies and English. It has been a long and… Continue reading BACK N BETTER: Updates, What’s Next?

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Uninspired 

I always get into bouts of creative energy- kind of being on a elongated sugar high (see: day after Halloween/Christmas/Valentines Day when you stock up on 50% off chocolate and candy) which tends to last for a few days until I get stuck. Just like that sugar high, I come crashing down and so do all of my ideas. I can't even seem to write about my day- the crippling fear of judgement comes back in huge ways- in a similar way as the sugar high... except I never come down. This was kind of numbed in 2016- I learned how to push past the nervousness and just press 'post' whether or not the material is considered to be 'good'- if it's bad, if it's complete trash, the feeling of posting allows you to finally be finished with a piece. It allows you to share your work with the world and move on to different material. It's one month and 14 days into 2017 and I've forgotten what that feels like. My creativity is still stuck in 2016- unable to make the leap to this brave new world.

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Shakyyyyy

  The life and times of Hello Halima have been a little bit shaky recently. I am just a mere mortal, an undergraduate student trying to finish up her last year of university. While some things have become like second nature to me like- editing papers, doing readings, talking to professors and TAs about assignments… Continue reading Shakyyyyy

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love me, love me not

  The art of rejection and feelings of unrequited love is similar to someone pouring salt into an open wound, it stings and hurts but eventually you clean it out and get over it. Or so we think. I remember as a child, the ideals of love were so simple, you meet someone, and you… Continue reading love me, love me not

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Half-Written Scribblings

Hello there, it has been a while. I know I keep saying this. I'm starting to feel like a broken record. I'm starting to feel like Frank Ocean after he promised a new album for July. (Btw where is the new album at Frank?!?!) Lately, I have been swept up in a whirlwind called School. The… Continue reading Half-Written Scribblings

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memories p1 

    I was rummaging through my closet and came across a box of photographs and there you were. Your effortless beauty and heartwarming smile frozen in time, captured by a single random moment of wonder and curiosity. I remember that day vividly: I had just purchased my new camera and you were the first… Continue reading memories p1