Hey Sugar,
There's something I've been meaning to share — it's been on my mind for a long time. It's about The Malik.
I wrote it back in 2023, when I was 19. At that time, I was heartbroken and just trying to find some peace through writing. That story became my little escape — a quiet space where I could breathe, pass the time and feel a little more okay with everything going on around me.
Now in 2025, as I'm about to turn 21, I've changed. Grown, maybe. And looking back at The Malik now, I feel a little weird, a little uncomfortable . It was inspired by Suno Chanda, the first Pakistani drama I watched and absolutely loved. Being half Bihari, I've always grown up around Hindi and Urdu — my dad's side speaks it, so the culture and language felt close to my heart. That's what pulled me into writing something like this in the first place.
But the cousin angle in the story doesn't sit right with me anymore. In real life, my cousins are like my siblings — we grew up that way and we love each other like family, not anything else. That bond is sacred to me.
Now, the thought of someone from my family coming across the story genuinely scares me. I worry they'd misunderstand, judge me or feel disappointed — and that thought really hurts. Especially knowing it was never written with that intention. The idea came purely from Suno Chanda, a drama I loved and found comfort in back then.
I know a lot of you might feel disappointed, especially if you've been loving the story from the start. We're so close to 100k reads — something I never imagined when I first started writing The Malik. And honestly, I'm beyond grateful for every bit of love, support and excitement you've given it.
That's what makes this decision so hard for me. It's not just a story — it's a piece of my journey. And knowing so many of you connected with it means the world.
So here's what I'm thinking — I might stop The Malik the way it is now. But if you still want it and you still love it, I'm open to rewriting it... without the cousin relationship. Maybe something that still keeps the heart of the story, but fits where I am now in life.
Thanks for being here, for supporting me and for loving something that once healed me. I don't take it for granted — not even for a second.
Let me know what you think.
Allah Hafez
