Ayesha at Last

by Uzma Jalaluddin

Ayesha’s eyes twinkled. “Samira Aunty, you’re better than CNN. Do you have a newsfeed I can subscribe to?”

Clara pushed through the crowd to stand beside Ayesha, fists balled at her sides. “You Angishore jinkers,” she snarled. Her Newfoundland accent became particularly pronounced when she was incensed. “Everyone knows you use your period blood for lipstick!”

I do love this

“I don’t want you to be disappointed in love. Men are selfish, Ayesha. They will not put you first. A woman should always have a backup plan, for when things fall apart. You must know how to support yourself when they leave.”

Promise you will always choose laughter over tears. Promise you will choose to live in a comedy instead of a tragedy.”

He bought us matching notebooks, she realized with a lurch.

OH NOOO