Hostile
For the past one year, I've been living in a hostile condition. Well, it's not like a camp nor like a hostel. My flat looks normal as it can get from the outside but goodness sake, it's not what it is. When I first searched for a flat about a year ago, I looked out for the nicest humans to live with. A place where I could feel at home, not less of myself nor my religion and just live in a place where I feel safe to come home to. Being a lone ranger muslim hijabi in a foreign country is not easy. Sometimes I realise that I make it look very easy in social medias but its not. I've struggled through phases trying to make myself comfortable. It's a blessing when I get to meet a person who treats me just like a normal human being. I've been through some racisms in NZ but thank god mostly are from strangers where I don't have ties w them. That's why searching for a flat with random strangers was a challenge. I wanted to search for the 'connection...