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On their phones waiting for the usual late comer, she will surely come with the excuse of cooking supper late. It’s evening and no excuse fits better. Whiles the chat get interesting,  Samira chips in the issue of hijab. “Zulpha dear, about your sudden switch from hijab to turban, and leaving if baby hair out whiles tiring, I am not happy about it as your friend. I have decided to discuss with you so we find common grounds on it and also see what can be done about it. “Hajia Samira one! zulpha teased. I cover up now, even in the house , I dress like this and my parents are ok with it. Sweet hubby to be is also ok with it, but my Mallama won’t let me rest”.  Oh it’s not like that, you see growing up, hijab, I mean full hijab has been a very key part of my life I have come to love and appreciate, and I would love you feel what I feel towards it as well. My mum put hijab on my head as early as age 2. At age 5 she will pin my hijab below my chin and tell me to roll it over my he

SOCIAL MEDIA; WHERE I LOST AND FOUND MYSELF I was eager to know it all, I so wanted to migrate to the 21st century person.  Initially all I wanted was to also get an android phone, I wanted to get busy with my phone like my older sister, I wanted to chat with my friends who also had phones. They use to talk about what they chat about in one group they have on WhatsApp. They discussed the lady on Instagram and those guys on Facebook.  And I finally got myself here, I was here to have fun, I came here to extend my world and to hark back into the lives of celebs who are trying so hard to forget their past.  I came here to gossip, I came here to get updated on the lives of friends, to get affiliated with people I define as successful and to know more people who fall in my definition of beauty. I was that girl who wanted to be a doctor after visiting the hospital, a journalist after watching the news and the owner of an insurance company after comparing the benefits