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To be non-binary is to be outside the traditional gender norms of the binary concept of man and woman. I’m telling you this because the world seems obsessed with my body.
It’s not okay to get white people to play black people. It’s not okay to look at the colour of a real, human being’s skin, and just pick the most palatable shade and then colour them in a bit. These actors may be no Rachel Dolezal, but they’re not a substitution for someone’s identity. Hollywood just can’t get it right.
Girls must be quiet, pretty, and obedient. Boys must be strong, faithful, and spirited. Forget the non-binary, forget those who don’t care about the gender stereotypes, and definitely forget the people who don’t prescribe to religious doctrine. Unfortunately, the children will grow up having an image foisted upon them, often with violence and emotional abuse.
Education is my right. It is your right. It is not a privilege. Every time someone decides education is theirs to administer or judge, stand up against them. When they say those things, they negate everyone’s ability to be educated to the standards they wish to be educated.
I am not my hair, but at the same time, I am. No amount of shaving can deny the fact that I was born hairy, regardless of my gender identity. No matter how much I cover it up, it does not take away the fact that I feel it is a problem. All of these ideas boil down to one collective thing: hair is political because of conformity being seen as a means to erase or cover up identity.
According to Plan UK, 1 in 3 girls in the developing world is married by her 18th birthday. I can no longer be an apologist for my community when it comes to arranged marriage.
A nation which broadly follows Sunni Islam, the image of Pakistan is better defined by bitterness, greed, and jealousy. Some of you will gasp. This is the downfall of Pakistan.
I have only been praised when it has seemed non-threatening. I can only be congratulated if I am a modest mouse who shies away from everything I have achieved, and disowns it, choosing to cower in the shadow and accept that I am just a stupid girl who was lucky that her parents let her do things. I am ambitious, and I am not going to apologise for it.