Making your way through the hustled tides of life isn’t always easy, at times they hit you with such a force that makes you feel losing the grip on life. In my life i have had a lot of cruel waves hitting me in my face, making me realize that i am living in a third world country with a pre-conceived notion of women being inferior to men. But i believed gender isn’t something that makes you inferior or superior to someone, its the will power that can make you find your way even in a conservative society. I always told my self that it’s never too late, there is always a (dawn at the end of every dark night) chance for a new beginning. I took every step as it was new start, I was born stubborn and taught myself to never give up. Wasting almost 6 productive years of my life, being stuck in domestic issues, i almost lost hope to be the part of the grand dream i dreamt every day and night but i never stopped trying to meet my dreams.
One doesn’t know how unpredictable the life is, it always gives you a chance and shows you light in the darkest cave of the world. It was no different than starting from point zero, but I could see my dreams waiting for me, I was 22 when i restarted my education as a private student, I did my SSC and HSSC privately.
Vague but flashing in the dust, I always wanted to be a fashion designer. I was always appreciated for my creativity in wearables. But never believed what you think you are doing good is the one you can do the best.
Since I’ve always been into fashion I applied to Pakistan’s esteemed fashion institute for fashion and design (Pakistan institute of fashion and design), it was again a bad luck and I had to withdraw because of some Higher Education Commission’s issues with the institute, but starting as student of fashion designing at PIFD was to broad that I realized lately. When you enter in a field of a certain discipline you have to keep rotating until you find whats waiting for you. After another year of a waste and out of depression, I came up with the idea of a fashion blog. While in the phase of being a fashion design student and a beginner fashion blogger I kept rotating until I switched my discipline and took admission in I|M Sciences as a student of social sciences at the age of 28. Here I got to know about the vastly expanded world of freelancing and blogging I found my way that suited me the best.
Fashion blogging is still something very alien for people in Peshawar but that paved my way to the best of me. Within a few months of starting as a fashion blogger, I got offers from reputable companies. But that wasn’t the end of the problems it was actually the start of some new challenges. Being a Pathan, a female and a fashion blogger was a big deal for our society, all those six years of which I spent at home, I thought the society has changed, but I realized it’s even more nerve-wracking when I started receiving hateful and harassing messages. I realized how hard it is to be a female in a male-dominated society. It’s sad but it’s the reality that we live in Patriarchal society.
I could have stopped but I chose to go on because blogging was the only way I found to overcome my fears. Fashion blogging didn’t just made me write for wearables but it also made me feel empowered. It’s a whole new world, it helped me switching from classic fashion reporting to modern means of reporting. Today I run a reputable fashion blog by the name of faizablogga besides that I teach this skill to new comers in the field of fashion and freelancing, especially women.
“When they say you can’t do it that’s because they know that there’s absolutely nothing we can’t do”.