Tasha Tariq is a student from St. Joseph's Convent Sr. Sec School, Bhopal (Madhya Pradesh). She's aiming to become a famous author, and historian. She has written the book, 'The Rogers', the poem, 'Courage', is a part of the anthology, 'Chiaroscuro', been to a lot MUNs, given a lot of olympiads and succeeds in them.
🆘Please don't be indifferent to Farah's situation. Pansanik is moving now 🙏🏻🚨Dear human being, I appeal to your kind soul. My child is battling death due to kidney failure. Please help save her; she is innocent and has done nothing wrong. I don't want to lose her. I am a grieving mother. Have mercy on me and spare me the agony of loss. 🙏🏻Donate now; your delay is contributing to my heartbreak.
This is Mahmoud Khalaf from Gaza, currently studying in Ireland. I am campaigning to evacuate my family from Gaza and reunite with them in Ireland where we can rebuild our lives.
Our campaign has been vetted by El Shab Hussein and Nabulsi #151 on the Vetted Gaza Fundraisers List, as explained in my recent post titled “From Gaza to Ireland: Survived but Nightmares Make me Wish to Die"
Could we ask you please to reblog our post, boost our family campaign and share it within your networks.
You are the last hope for my family for a safe, normal life!
Link https://www.tumblr.com/supportgaza/801566956906020864/from-gaza-to-ireland-survived-but-nightmares-make?source=share
please note that when i say 'i wrote this in a week' it actually means it completely vacated my mind for 6 days and then on the 7th day i was possessed by a bolt of maniac intensity and wrote the entire thing in a day
i do NOT write for myself i write for the eleven year old girl walking circles on the playground making up stories in her head and muttering the dialogue out loud. i see you girl. that stick you found DOES look like a cool dagger.
in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.
recently reread one of the collections of akbar & birbal stories. though the language is childish, i still love it. I will always adore these even though i know these are made up myths about these two. no hate political propaganda can ever make me hate mughals💖
I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.
A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.
If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.
Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.
⚠️What are you waiting for? My daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism. I seek help from your kindness 🙏🏻😭 We see all kinds of death in Gaza. Siege, hunger, bombing and displacement. I cannot buy a loaf of bread for my children. 🔺Please donate $20 and share my new campaign to provide treatment and food Love and peace to you from my family🌿♥️🤝✅Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #451 )✅️https://chuffed.org/project/153965-urgent-appeal-kidney-failure-and-autism-threatens-farah
Please, I desperately need your donations. Donations have stopped completely, and I need your support, no matter how small. If you can't donate, talk about me and share my message. Please 😭🙏 I only need 25 euros to buy 1 kg of flour to feed my children. I'm not asking for more. Please, don't ignore this and try to contribute - I really need you right now. ✅️My account has been verified by @gazavetters, my number on the list is (#380) ✅️
Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began.
I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.
Then the war came.
And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home.
25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.
We were displaced twice after that.
Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter.
There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.
But she came into the world quietly and beautifully.
And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks:
life that still wanted to grow.
Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.
We don’t know what comes next.
There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.
🧡 How You Can Help
This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival.
To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
If you can spare anything, it will help us:
Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal
Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none
My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account.
Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza.
The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 195 shekels (July 2025) — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.
🎨 Sharing a Piece of Me
I want to share more than my need.
Over the next few weeks, I’ll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war.
They are pieces of who I was — and who I still am.
They may not be perfect, but they hold something real:
my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you.
If you can give — thank you.
And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.