How many of us practice Digital Kindness?

How many of us are practicing digital kindness?
When most of us are online so many hours per day, scrolling through posts of people we know or donot know in our real world.
We are so hesitant  to  complement people  and so very generous in criticizing, disagreeing, trivializing somebody’s concerns , low feelings or issues ! It becomes so easy to be rude, impolite to the stranger when you dont see real faces behind, trailing emotions behind .
Sometimes what we write is also not translating to what we are thinking and doesn’t get perceived in right light by the one who is reading ! I have seen people being so kind and generous in real life but not online,  Why is it so? Dont we deserve kindness in these digital spaces we all are occupying?
Is it true that this virtual world is making us less tolerant of each other, we tend to mute the posts or account we dont like where else in real world we have to adjust and listen to people we dont like or want to hear.
Are we growing more impatient ?
Our attention span is getting shorter and shorter to few microseconds until the next post and next scroll.
What are you doing to practice more digital kindness , to be more tolerant and to keep up your attention span in real world?

Digital Kindness

Know your Author Series: Episode 1 Tumkeen

Grab your cup of coffee or Chai and watch our conversation , with Author Tumkeen, her writing journey, her book and her thoughts .
I would suggest to not rush , there is so much to take from her talks.
So calm down, Take your time , Breathe and schedule your time to tune in .
Thanks to the Author for giving me time ! I will always cherish it!

You can watch the full interview at my youtube channel on below link:

https://youtu.be/ZPWjpDXrm88

And the link to her book on Amazon


https://www.amazon.com/Breathe-Reflections-Poetry-2020-Lockdown/dp/1913478955/ref=mp_s_a_1_3?dchild=1&keywords=tumkeen&qid=1614094315&sr=8-3

Book Review: Breathe by Tumkeen

It’s a collection of Beautiful soulful poems and reflections by the author during covid lockdown period. Each and every poem is so poignant, Well written, relatable and asking you to pause and reflect upon it and your life. The writer takes you along in her journey of thoughts , introspections, spiritual evaluations, emotions and learnings. This is definitely a book to be digested poem by poem, line by line.
It was hard for me to choose one for my posts, but this poem ‘Keep’ is close to my heart, keeps me going.
I absolutely recommend this book !

Breathe by Tumkeen
Book Review and Poem Recital

Masked Reality

Is it really a mask
we are wearing ?
or is it a mask off to
the invisible masks
we wore every day .
No longer can we hide ,
behind those
fake smiles wide
across our plastic faces .
Hiding pains,
Anxieties , pasts
and Emotions.
Do you feel relieved ?
Or are you anxious?
That now people
do see you !
Looking directly
in your eyes.
Where your
soul resides.
Isn’t it relieving
being yourself ?
Or it makes
you feel nervous?
You think
You are invisible
Behind these
cloth masks.
The masks
In reality though
have fallen
My friends.

Masked Reality!

To all the women out there!

Somebody remarked
You are short !
Another told me
Look at your hands,
They ain’t pretty.
Someone pointed
my feet were silly.
Few told me
I might be cute
But I ain’t pretty.
Some assured me
I can look good
Just that I
Need to weigh
A little less.
From 20s to 30
I kept stressing
How I looked
What I ate
Self-conscious
Self Doubting
Hardly happy
Or Carefree.
Whatever I do
I was never
good enough.

And then 30s struck
With a big blow,
All the stress
Self Doubts
Had transformed
Into disorders of
Autoimmune.
Here I was sitting
Looking back
at that pretty girl
in her 20s
Wishing back
that body ,
hair and skin
Which I never
really liked or
appreciated then.

Last 5 years
have been
Self reckoning
Self caring
Self learning
Transformational
Healing
Forgiving
Appreciating
Gratifying
Learning
Unlearning
Relearning
On my
Self- journey .

Being Happy
With the woman
I am becoming.
Grateful for
Every thing
Little and big.
Feeling Beautiful
And meaningful.
Inside and outside.

Don’t wait for your 30s or 40s
to love yourself
and outgrow your insecurities.
Discard them now,
live truly and enjoy your life !

New Year’s New Beginnings : My Youtube channel

Writing is my therapy , so do cooking , painting and reading with a good coffee !

I immerse in the colours to paint nothing in particular but to feel the joy of blending different colours through my eyes and my fingers.

Cooking engages all my 5 senses, it diverts attention from where the brain is currently blocked, helps me to unwind , disengage and disconnect my looping thoughts.

Writing is therapeutical , it helps me to connect with self on so many layers deeper, helps to understand myself better , gives so much meaning to my thoughts.

Facing the camera is hard because camera is watching you so does You, you are watching YOU before anybody else watches your video , you have so many doubts , you don’t like your self in a rolling camera , you are missing out words , you are getting more conscious,


But then you breathe and think :


Speak as if nobody is watching , away from scrutinizing gaze, away from judgement , just speak your mind, like you always write your mind and heart, free from any influence or thoughts of somebody’s approval or appreciation,
just being you is enough , being honest is enough and speak you my Dear Sana into your camera 3…2..1….


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World Hijab Day 1st of February

Scrolling through social media I saw many posts of Hijabi women posting about their Hijab . It brought back old memories when I first wore my Hijab almost 6 years back, perhaps time to revisit my old posts and dig reasons why I chose to wear one , so I did that today.

There is no doubt I have come a long away from the meek girl who was so conscious and anxious , wearing it for the first time to a confident person in her own skin and hijab. It has become a part of me and it has been with me on my journey since then, sometimes I dont notice its presence but like a silent confidante it has been with me since long.

My wearing of Hijab was rooted in two things : religious beliefs and second was my rebellion to people who were giving me an exemption from their cliché stereo typical abominable muslim before I wore Hijab .

My continuation has taught me so many things. I consider Hijab as part of overall modesty and simplicity in life as offered and advised in the religion Islam. I am not really personally willing to box women under categories of Hijabi , Niqabi, Jilbabi, burqa clad or none . Whatever way you dress modesty should reflect in your words, actions , thoughts and way of life.

There is no need to point guns at women who observe or dont observe Hijab. Stop luring them into wearing one by showing them pictures of covered candy or uncovered dirty candy with flies sticking on it. Stop glorifying hijab unnecessarily and putting down others who dont. The nearness to Allah swt is not only ascertain by choice of somebody’s clothes, there is so much more to it . Let each woman go on her own journey of Islam physically , mentally, spiritually at her own pace . Let her choose her own study and learning curves. Let her align her own baatin( inner) and her zaahir ( outward). Tell her about modesty instead and let her choose for herself. The definition of modesty is also so relative depending on era , time period and place we are living in.

For me my life is balancing the two aspects , my outer being with my inner being. Hijab has been a guiding force to keep my distractions in check. I am much more spiritual than I was religious . I could feel my inner expanding and engulfing my being when I put down my head in sujood , when I feel the peace of the light covering me . What a joy it is. Let every woman feel it.

My Hijab is still a resistance to people who dictates women’s choice of clothing, or bash them for their choice or make a standard to determine who is Beautiful , acceptable or what is norm.