Whispers of the Soul by Nadia Nizam

A woman who grows up in a family where her father lacks a voice—where he is unseen, unheard, and lacks authority—carries deep emotional wounds. When a father is emotionally or energetically absent, it conveys to his daughter that masculine energy is weak, unsafe, or unreliable. If he fails to protect and lead with strength and love, she misses out on the safety and structure that a strong masculine presence can offer. This absence creates a silent chaos within her, leading her to unconsciously believe that she must protect herself, provide for herself, and lead herself, as the man in her life never did. As she matures, she often finds herself drawn to men who embody the same energetic absence as her father—men who may be passive, indecisive, emotionally unavailable, or silently dependent. These men lack leadership, protection, and the ability to hold space for her. Unknowingly, she steps into the role of protector, decision-maker, and provider, adopting masculine traits to survive. How...

My Dearest Children, If there’s one thing I need you to understand, it’s this: your mom is not your enemy. I know I don’t always express myself perfectly, and sometimes my words may sting, but please believe me—my heart is always in the right place. I carried you within me, felt your first movements, and endured the challenges of pregnancy to bring you into this world. I made sacrifices, eating healthily during cravings to ensure your well-being, even when it was difficult. Pregnancy is often seen as a time of pampering, but I faced it alone, caring for myself and your dad. I dealt with nausea and fatigue, all while managing household chores until I entered the labor room. Do you remember those countless nights I stayed awake when you were sick or sad? Or how I consistently put your needs before my own? I willingly gave up pieces of myself so that you could be whole. Being a mom in today’s world is different. Society often tells you that you know everything, that my wisdom is outdated....

In relationships, women often make significant sacrifices. They give birth, put their dreams on hold, raise children, carry emotional burdens, maintain the household, and still show up with love and support. We often pour from empty cups, day after day. This brings us to a crucial question that many hesitate to voice: What can a man truly sacrifice for a woman? Love should be a mutual effort, felt equally on both sides. A man can sacrifice his ego, pride, and selfish tendencies. He can let go of the need to always be right. Instead, he can show up with presence, patience, and consistency. He can choose growth, even when it feels uncomfortable, and commit to open communication. Moreover, he can prioritize love over convenience and invest the time necessary to be a true partner and father. He can offer support for her dreams and tenderness to protect her heart. When a woman gives her all, the least a man can offer is his complete presence and commitment.

Many men struggle to truly listen to their partners without feeling triggered. This response isn’t rooted in a lack of care but often stems from unresolved childhood trauma. This is how they learned to communicate. It mirrors the way their fathers spoke to their mothers and reflects the only family language they know. In their relationships, they may seek to control—not from a place of strength, but from fear. Fear of feeling inadequate. Fear of losing power. Fear of being perceived as weak. As a result, he may raise his voice, slam doors, avoid eye contact, and blame her sensitivity for his turmoil. He punishes her words with silence and reacts with anger and defensiveness, ultimately projecting his unstable emotions onto her. This dynamic isn’t love; it’s inherited pain. It's generational rage surfacing in modern relationships. In contrast, women often communicate with a deep longing. They don’t want conflict; they seek understanding. They desire to be heard without facing attack...

This is for my close family friend, whose life is about gossiping and lies to get some attention.  So finally he got 5 minutes of my life. Instead of your name, I will call you Gary. But this poem will tell you what we all think about you. All your life you have tried to get attention of others by being an absolute victim and spreading lies between family. And that's the reason that you were rejected oftentimes by my family.  Grow up now and earn some respect 🙏. Enjoy my poem specially written for you.  There once was a lad named Gary,   Born a boy, but oh so contrary!   With a flair for the gossip, a twist of his tongue,   His tales spun like webs, oh how they were flung.   He’d whisper sweet nothings, oh what a delight,   To the elders who’d laugh, “Oh, Gary, you’re bright!”   But beneath all the laughter, a shadow did creep,   For envy was brewing where secrets would seep.   “Did you hear ...