Welcome to my Life

Hi! I’m Anam Shaikh. I’m 18 years old (on 29 November yoooooo) and I’m (unfortunately) from India. Not that I’m ashamed of my Indian heritage, y’all cannot compare to my knowledge and understanding of Indian dialects, nor can you compare to the number to my relatives, close relatives.

I don’t know what to do with my bushy eyebrows(“At least you have two!”my uni brow-ed friends say), my Kylie Jenner lips(“KYLIE JENNER SMH”) and my fat thighs(“…”).

I spend a ridiculously obscene amount of time and money on books. I write about books. I dream of new books. And my mother(and the postman) wonder how I can read so many books without going mad(“Maybe you are mad already. Haha!””Shut up.”).

This dog is my spirit animal.

i eat everything dog

I like to diy(“NO YOU DO NOT!YOU LIKE TO DAMAGE MY HOUSE AND ALL MY THINGS AND MY LIFE”says my mother). Okay, I diy with disastrous results.

I also bake.(“No, you heat some horrible concoction of flour and eggs and butter and pass them off as cakes.”my mother again)

I also have this uncanny ability to remember entire passages of Shakespeare which I learnt 2 years ago but have no idea of what happened in school today.

I watch YouTube tutorials on Makeup and hijabs. Suffice it to say that I would never show myself in public after trying my hand at both of them.

I am a closet traveler and have traveled to New York, Istanbul,Toronto, Paris, London, Afghanistan, Iran; all in my head.

I have an urge
to be
where I’m not.

I want to be
a vagabond,
a bird of passage,
a wanderer,
an adventurer.

I want to wake up
in a city that isn’t mine
and to be lost
in a sea of
faces I don’t recognise.

I am in love
with the sounds of languages
I don’t understand
and the scents of
foods my tongue has never felt.

I have an urge
to be
that isn’t here.

I want to chase pavements
of streets I don’t know
the names of
and to explore towns
without maps to show the way.

I want to be somewhere
where I am a nobody;
to drift unplanned
and to take wrong turns
ending up
in the middle of nowhere.

I want to take
my backpack and go;
to return only when my shoes
are battered
and my suitcase
is filled to the brim
with memories
and stories.

I just have an urge
to be


Hmm…what else?(“Why don’t you tell them about the fact that you talk to imaginary people in parentheses?””Don’t be silly. I do no such things”)

I’m a part-time poet. Some of my poems are so good I go like “Maaaahhhnnn, did I really l write this? This should totally go viral”

When I’m not reading books, or doing anything of the above, I am playing with cats, or browsing Buzzfeed.(“Isn’t that,like, the same thing?”)

P.S: I’ve been brought up on a diet of Dad jokes, it’s times to give back.(Not that I’m a dad, but… you get it, right?Please say ‘Yes’.)

On this boring blog, you’ll find boring pieces of my boring life, boring reviews of boring books, boring stories my boring self has written, and other boring things.

Boring err, Happy Reading!


Hi! In case anyone of you wants to add me on Goodreads and for some reason wants to see what books I’m reading, click here

In case anyone wants me to send you ugly selfies, add me on Snapchat: AnammShaikhh

In case anyone wants me to blow up your timeline with stupid retweets and my pathetically horrible sense of humor, add me on Twitter: AnammShaikhh

In case you want to see me trying to be aesthetically (“Don’t you mean ‘ass-thicc-ally”)(see pathetically horrible sense of humor) pretentious or some shit like that, follow me on Instagram: shaikh_it_till_you_make_it

(I’m not saying anything of that sort, but my birthday is on 29 November and I’m definitely not asking you to gift me things from my……… wishlist … I never said that!)

Update: I’m also an idiot

Update: Idk why I added the last Update I just wanted to.


Update: Proved that I’m an idiot.

46 thoughts on “Welcome to my Life

  1. Assalamu’alaikum, my friend! Firstly I wanted to say, thank you very much for following my simple blog. I like your nice blog. Hope we can be friend her. Oh yes, I’m Fatma (I’m not young anymore, a mother of a son). xoxo

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  2. I love this about page! I see myself a little in you. I’m also (unfortunately ) Indian… but when I married a Pakistani, all of a sudden this pride came out of nowhere! I look forward to discovering your blog!!!

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  3. Hahahaha i like your about page 🙂 It’s somewhat like mine 😛 Nice to know you 🙂 looking forward to your future posts Insha’Allah 🙂

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  4. Heyy! 😊😊
    Nice to know you mate 😄😄
    Your post are amazing 🤓🤓
    Looking forward to your future posts 😁
    Stay blessed!
    P.s I’m very happy to find someone younger than me 😂😂

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  5. Assalamu Alaikum dear sister Anam,

    Jazzaki Allahu khayra, thank you so much for your support!

    Barak Allahu feeki, you seem to be such an intelligent Muslimah at such a young age. May Allah increase you in beneficial knowledge.


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  6. Assalamu’alaikum Anam. I just followed your blog. You liked my post “you called me nur” before. Looks like you are the only Muslim blogger who ever liked my post.. I am a muslim too, I live in the US. I hope to meet a lot of muslim bloggers in the future.

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  7. Assalamu Alaikum.
    (Excuse me if i pronounce this wrong.)
    Your blog is very entertaining. I jusy noticed. Sorry.
    This is the first site I have seen where I liked everything. :))

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    1. Hi! I’m glad you found the page aha.
      Thank you so much.
      My postman is worried now that I’ve switched priorities. He asked me the other day if all that makeup is SERIOUSLY for me?
      Thank you again! Keep reading 🙂
      Much love. 🙂

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