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I haven't seen anything prettier than a budding friendship between two women, regardless of their ages; Ah! The sight of two souls of the same kin syncing! What can possibly be deeper than a woman caressing the scars of another woman? They do that, not because they sympathize, but because they carry the same scars, the unseen kind, visible only to the eyes of those who have endured. What's more beautiful than the solace of a soldier in a war that is found in the calming shoulder of another?

-Sabina Yesmin

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And if I have only one thing to tell you before I go, I would say, "If you always work according to your time, time is never going to work according to you."

Sabina Yesmin

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A woman should be anything but be afraid --- of who she is; of the person she wants to become; of the dreams she carefully waters; of the position she thinks she deserves; and of the love she knows is hers.

A woman should be anything but be unaware --- of the power she holds within to create for herself her own empire; to stand at a respectable place next to men; to add feathers to her wings with education; to cross barriers to find her purpose; and to break unhealthy ties to make space for her true self.

A woman should be anything but be ashamed --- of her body; of her mind; of her thoughts; of her wishes; of her desires; of her differences; of the way she loves; of the way she longs to be loved; of the home she yearns to make; and of the person she chooses for herself.

A woman should be anything but be doubtful --- of her beauty; of her attractiveness; of her skills; and of her creations.

A universe of artists, great philosophers and famous minds: none of them ever near complete without her.

©Sabina Yesmin

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"But, how will you heal if you never tell your story?"

"Who said I don't? I just don't say which part of the story is mine."

Sabina Yesmin

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She was a wild soul trapped in a world that liked to protect itself with walls; to look beyond the set horizon was forbidden. Stubborn, she broke free every time, dusting off the accusations of transgression from her skin.

The freedom they taught her was caged. It had a right side and a wrong. But, she aspired to be there where names merge with nothingness. Where you are just your soul, and not your name, not your family, not the laws of your nation.

Sabina Yesmin

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I am not a beach person. I am more of a mountain girl. But, every person I have ever loved belonged to the seas and their shores. My love stories are like the phases of a river-- a journey from the peak to the abyss. First, I fell; then, I let the water of love cut through me to form a valley; then, I watched it erode me from every side; weathered brutally and consistently, I reached a depth no one can touch to finally deserve a chance to taste the mouth of the sea.

-Sabina Yesmin

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Trying to forget someone is like cleaning the blackboard with a damp piece of cloth: the traces appear again after a while.

Sabina Yesmin

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And if I get a hundred lives after, I would still repeat what I do today: fall in love with pretty things; choose the ones I love over everything; take the pains people give and create poems out of them; and tell myself that I am doing okay if at least one person chooses celebrating the time one has over escaping the trials it brings because of me.

Sabina Yesmin

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An Ode to Her

Strength isn't a matter of the bones and flesh;

Strength is a seed planted in the soil of one's soul.

How else are you going to describe the eagerness

With which she burns every wall built against her dreams?

Her heart is a book of history carrying images of multitudes of graves,

Of the ones who tirelessly fought to write a story on their own.

Dreams aren't the burdens you carry from your ancestors;

Dreams are the sacred signs to lead you towards the best of your core.

Look at the courage with which she sheds off the desire for perfection,

She's fearlessly flawed, scars of her struggles are the jewels

She wears to color her being beautiful.

A future imagined by the caged ones once, now she's free.

Everything about her is a message written in gold :

All it takes is your will and a consistent fight

To defeat the demons of the world around,

To discard what's not true to your identity,

To be the change you want to see.

©Sabina Yesmin

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A soul is too vast to be kept caged within an era. You can't stop me from being the curious girl, way ahead of her time, travelling back and forth from times ancient through the medieval history to the modern days. I want to live everything. I want to leave my traces everywhere. Sometimes, I am an old soul born in the wrong generation. Sometimes, I am the rebel of 1700s. I am not someone you can keep in the same room alongside permanence. Fleetingness is the only certainty I know. I will fly away every time. I will cross boundaries of the world and minds to be anywhere where freedom is truly free, where the wings of my soul aren't tied to any man-made chains.

Sabina Yesmin

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Happiness isn't at the end of the story. It's in between sadness, between the moments of learning and realizing the values of life. It's the day between two long nights.

Sabina Yesmin

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She has a soul of a nomadic poet. Traveling from this corner of life to that, she is always looking for the unknown about her. She is her own book. She is the reader too.

Sabina Yesmin

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What do you really achieve when you sacrifice your dreams for the sake of norms inherited from an unequal society? Which battle did the women before you have left unfought? What lessons are you yet to learn about the rights you own?

Sabina Yesmin

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I have always resonated with this character of an Assamese novel for many years, but recently, I have noticed a shift in my personality. I do not associate myself with anyone who is sacrificing her everything without taking good care of her well being. I choose not to waste myself in places where I am not cherished or respected. I choose not to hear and believe anything that doesn't help me develop into someone inspired and inspiring. I refuse to become a victim of patriarchy and its side effects. I refuse to be exploited and experimented with. Vibe with me or don't ride with me. And this new discovery has been soul-changingly empowering.

-Sabina Yesmin

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Living wild, chasing the end line where rainforests breathe; loving hard, and then letting go; singing along the tune of the storms; Yes, I have found the way to make my life a pretty poem.

Sabina Yesmin