When I saw these in Chungking, I was reminded of these experiences. “That is my belonging.” I reflect, and relive that moment and experience again.

When the prophet broke fast, he ate khajor. Sometimes he didn’t have these at home, so he ate salt, or just water. “Sonat”: what the prophet says, or does, we follow. During Ramadan, this is very important for us. Usually we drink this during Ramadan when you breakfast. It gives you energy. We also eat dates.

[Saunf] → Fennel seeds coated in sugar. Good for digestion! In Pakistan, some restaurants and motels after meals, they give you some. This reminds me of the timeI spent with my mom growing up. “I want to eat something, I want to buy something mama.” So she bought me these. It costs 5 rupees per box back home in Pakistan. This is good for your eyes, too, so she bought me these instead of candies.

[Snacks] → When I was 8 years old, my father would buy this snack for me and my siblings, after he came home from work in the winter, in my hometown Rabwah. This reminds me of my dad’s love. “I tell you I’m with you, don’t look back.”

[Paint] → Colour is giving me… colours give me happiness. When I touch the paint, I feel calm and relaxed.

[Bangles] → Identity of girls. These are my hobbies. I like to paint and make earrings. I love art. But sometimes, I don’t have maybe the space, the time, or maybe money to do what I want. And I don’t know where I can share my work.

[Parks] → In Pakistani culture, the elders are usually at home. When I came here, I saw many elderly in the park, going for walks. I felt this… our culture won’t like this. That is our mentality. People would say “they should be at home”. I didn’t like that. It was nice to see people energetic, refreshing their minds.

“Lonely Heart” in Tai Mei Tuk, with Christian Action. → A reflection of your heart – sadness cannot survive without hope. This photo shows loneliness because the trees have no flowers. Kind of nothing inside. Empty heart. Looks like in the future it will be reborn. Hope that in the future that there will be flowers again.

When I shifted to living alone, my friend gifted me this painting of a butterfly, and said: “You are like a butterfly. You can fly now.”

I am a bird breaking from the chains, transforming into a boat. A boat that can sail freely on the sea, ready for new challenges and journeys. On the sea, everyone is a boat. A boat has to survive the turbulence and challenges on the open sea, alone. But there is a new sun, a new day. We are sailing towards our hopes and dreams everyday.

“Hong Kong is a beautiful cage. ”

When I saw these in Chungking, I was reminded of these experiences. “That is my belonging.” I reflect, and relive that moment and experience again.

When the prophet broke fast, he ate khajor. Sometimes he didn’t have these at home, so he ate salt, or just water. “Sonat”: what the prophet says, or does, we follow. During Ramadan, this is very important for us. Usually we drink this during Ramadan when you breakfast. It gives you energy. We also eat dates.

[Saunf] → Fennel seeds coated in sugar. Good for digestion! In Pakistan, some restaurants and motels after meals, they give you some. This reminds me of the timeI spent with my mom growing up. “I want to eat something, I want to buy something mama.” So she bought me these. It costs 5 rupees per box back home in Pakistan. This is good for your eyes, too, so she bought me these instead of candies.

[Snacks] → When I was 8 years old, my father would buy this snack for me and my siblings, after he came home from work in the winter, in my hometown Rabwah. This reminds me of my dad’s love. “I tell you I’m with you, don’t look back.”

[Paint] → Colour is giving me… colours give me happiness. When I touch the paint, I feel calm and relaxed.

[Bangles] → Identity of girls. These are my hobbies. I like to paint and make earrings. I love art. But sometimes, I don’t have maybe the space, the time, or maybe money to do what I want. And I don’t know where I can share my work.

[Parks] → In Pakistani culture, the elders are usually at home. When I came here, I saw many elderly in the park, going for walks. I felt this… our culture won’t like this. That is our mentality. People would say “they should be at home”. I didn’t like that. It was nice to see people energetic, refreshing their minds.

“Lonely Heart” in Tai Mei Tuk, with Christian Action. → A reflection of your heart – sadness cannot survive without hope. This photo shows loneliness because the trees have no flowers. Kind of nothing inside. Empty heart. Looks like in the future it will be reborn. Hope that in the future that there will be flowers again.

When I shifted to living alone, my friend gifted me this painting of a butterfly, and said: “You are like a butterfly. You can fly now.”

I am a bird breaking from the chains, transforming into a boat. A boat that can sail freely on the sea, ready for new challenges and journeys. On the sea, everyone is a boat. A boat has to survive the turbulence and challenges on the open sea, alone. But there is a new sun, a new day. We are sailing towards our hopes and dreams everyday.