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2026-02-19

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Welcome to My New Personal Website

I woke up today and decided it is time to retire my old blog, hosted on Blogspot. I wrote on that blog for a long time.

At first, I thought about moving all of the content to this new site. But then I decided: if this is a fresh start, then fresh it will be.

I will keep my Blogspot blog. notsocietyschild.blogspot.com was created at a time when I was still becoming. I was a child trying to navigate an adult world with adult feelings.

When I look back now, I read those writings through the lens of a child - an emotional child. Perhaps now that I am older, my words wouldn’t sound so… childish anymore. But someone I care deeply for once told me:

It is the child in us that makes life worth living.

He has chastised me many times for taking life too seriously. So I’m trying to accept the child in me.


Wanting to Be Grown

Throughout my childhood, I wanted to be an adult.

Gosh, my mum was so impressive when she dressed up to go out and wore her lipstick. I wasn’t allowed to wear makeup growing up, but God, I wanted so badly to dress up like her. She was the most beautiful woman to me.

When she sipped from a mug and stained it with her lipstick, I would take a sip from that same cup - carefully placing my lips where hers had left a mark.

I never got enough leftover lipstick from her cups to feel like a woman. But there was satisfaction. I was on my way.

And when the time was right, I’ll own many lipsticks, I told myself.

Well - now I do.

I own many colors of lipstick. I still love to dress up and stain my lips. But even more satisfying than that is this:

Everyone says I look like my mum.


Becoming

This blog is a tribute to the woman I have grown into.

I am still learning who I am. Still trying to become a better version of the child I once was.

But one thing has remained constant throughout my metamorphosis:

My love for writing.

I’m picking it back up again. I’m working on historical fiction.

Let’s see how it goes.