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From Shy to Self-Assured: Confidence in Your Mother Tongue
🌸 Introduction How many times have you hesitated before speaking Urdu, Hindi, Bengali, Tamil, or another Desi language—just in case someone might laugh at your accent, correct your grammar, or assume you’re “too FOB”? For many Gen Z South Asian girls growing up in Western environments, speaking our mother tongue becomes a quiet insecurity. We understand everything—but don’t feel confident enough to speak. Or worse, we’re taught to be embarrassed by it. But here’s the truth: Your language is your legacy. Reclaiming it is a form of self-love. This post is a celebration of confidence that starts not in English, but in the words passed down by our mothers, grandmothers,…
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Personal / Narrative Based Stories: Story One + Activity One: Write About a Time You Had to Hide Your True Feelings to Meet Someone Else’s Expectations”
In the comments or practice it in your journals or a piece of paper, write about a time you had to hide your true feelings to meet someone else’s expectations as a south asian woman . This can range from pleasing a family member, friends or your partner/spouse. Below you can read the story of a fictionalized character who has been through this experience. The aim of this is to demonstrate what we can learn from this and how we can apply this into our daily lives. Note: Name is based on a fictionalized character narrating her story but used as a real life incident Picture credits: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/34/ee/d8/34eed893e236ed3246d7a063d4301ce2.jpg “The Day…
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“How Blogging Helped Me Reconnect With My South Asian Heritage”
I didn’t start blogging to reconnect with my roots — not intentionally, at least. At first, it was just a space to share thoughts, document personal growth, and process life. But somewhere between the drafts and published posts, I found myself reaching back — to language, to memory, to identity. Blogging became more than just storytelling. It became a bridge between the life I live now and the heritage I was quietly drifting away from. Unlearning the Distance Growing up as a South Asian girl in a Western environment often meant living in a cultural in-between. My lunchbox smelled different, our holidays weren’t acknowledged at school, and the media never…
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“Healing the Scarcity Mindset That Tells Me I’m Not Enough Unless I’m Better”
Roumaisa’s POV I was a girl born in a house that prayed for a boy. My name? Roumaisa – it means a woman of excellence, graceful and beautiful in character. But I never felt like I was allowed to live up to it. Growing up, my parents were trying for a son. When I came into the world, they called it a mistake. A failed prayer. I became the daughter dressed like a son—my brother Asghar’s old clothes stitched back and handed to me with a cold smile. No one ever asked what I liked. On Eid, while the other girls wore shimmery salwar kameez and glass bangles, I was…
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