Well, hello there, fellow humans! Or rather, Assalamu alaykum. Or perhaps Greetings sounds best.
I really don’t know. I’m rather not good at this you see. For someone who’s written an entire novel, it seems rather silly to state this but ‘the truth hurts’ as they (whomever ‘they’ are) say: I’m a terrible blogger. I either find myself sounding an awful lot like a dry, old 18th century schoolteacher from the Victorian times or an insanely happy sailor with an insanely wide smile on an insanely sunny day. Go figure.
But this time, I am pleased to announce that things will be different for I have embarked on a mission to cure myself from bloggilitis – the epidemic of horrendous blogging. And no, I’m not making this all up. Only some of it.
And so, I, Safaa Baig, hereby vow to forever cherish the sacred bond between blogger and bloggee, until smashed keyboard do us part.
Right, so on a more serious note. What is Saf’s diary all about?
Islam. Dreams. Writing. Adventures. Story-telling.
In a nutshell. Also, the latest book news and updates, articles, interviews, book reviews and heaps more InShaaAllah.
Right, that’s all for now. Farewell humans. Okay, I think that just sounded a little bit like I was going to ‘kaboosh’ you all.
Asta la vista. Do svidaniya. Au revoir.
Signing out, Saf
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