Author: Asma Hamza There needs to be a fine limitation set to self-love. One needs to fully understand the idea and the dire need for the term. The foremost problem existing in our eastern patriarchal… Self-respect. Eh? |Asma Hamza
Asma Hamza There is some good news! Her eyes were Emeralds as she anticipated breaking the news. I nodded. It is such a terrific news piece that’d drop your jaw. She was my daughter. It… Stamp that etched/ Written BY Asma Hamza
Author : Asma Hamza I’m bidding farewell to the zest in me. I pack my giddiness, my chortle, my blazing spark and go to live in the shadows. Do you want to know why? Here… When zest is a myth/ Written by: Asma Hamza
اسما حمزہ رمضان کی آمد آمد ہے. جہاں دنیا کے تمام مسلمان اپنے باطن کی پاکیزگی کا انتظام کر رہے ہیں وہاں ہمارے غریب خانے میں نت نئے پکوان کا انتظام کر کے جدید نعمت… ہمارے سموسے ۔ تحریر : اسما حمزہ
Asma Hamza Dear remains,They fed me blood instead of water.They strutted!They were never appreciative of the legion blessings and abhorred preserving any. However, their lackadaisical consumption drained me entirely.I was never loved. I never stood… Vendetta written by Asma Hamza
Asma Hamza The third consecutive fall in this vacation house in Moscow wasn’t much different.High on the hog, the only void Vselovod had in his preferential tiresome life was affection.Loneliness had always been seated before… The Unusual Fall by Asma Hamza