http://slow.writerscafe.org/zainabuf The original writings of author Zainab UF en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991289 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What truth does to us... and what we do it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1123788/ Looking at darkness in a different light... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1101260/ What if art is regarded as the threat to the peaceful existence of the world? What if people sought to suppress creativity? (My first sci-fi story!) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1074990/ When the spectrum changes... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1069077/ What I wrote for the "about us" page of The Girl Who Loves To Quiz, a blog created in collaboration with my best friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1061464/ Humbled by a sudden realization of my insignificance in this vast universe... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1056393/ Three Elfje dedicated to Malala Yousufzai, Pakistani teen activist who was shot by the Taliban because she campaigned for girls' right to education. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1055400/ A haiku on the questions that always seem to plague us... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1047048/ The pain of being overshadowed... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1042331/ They're MINE. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1042330/ In memory of my grandfather, who passed away in February. The first part of the "In Memoriam" series written for him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1034804/ The second poem in the "In Memoriam" series, for my grandfather who passed away in Feb. 2012. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1034802/ The title says it all... well, mostly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1032630/ A matter of differing perspectives.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1026691/ Dealing with teasing and bullying is harder than I imagined, but I will not give up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1016705/ Written for an event in connection with the World Environment Day... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1012688/ Why we should say the right thing at the right time... because the people who we have to say it to might not always be around. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1006494/ A short story on child labour... of shattered hopes and dreams. Written for Children's Day, November 14th. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1004745/ Written in protest against the brutal murder of a local politician. A promise to myself to understand what politics really intends, and how it has degenerated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1004742/ I may not be a pro, but I love my craft as much as one. Take me seriously. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1004114/ In an age where everyone wants to look perfect, a scarred girl stands her ground. (Retelling of an incident narrated to me by a guidance counsellor.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1004113/ When she died, her best friend made paper cranes. Because that's all she could do to prevent more friendships ending prematurely. (My attempt at tweaking a well-known war story.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1003659/ Schools have the worst divisive politics, with students categorized as nerds, jocks, wallflowers etc. This poem is from the point of view of a "nerd" bullied by the shallow, popular girls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zainabuf/1003653/