I am not a lover of art works. I do not see the meanings you want me to see, the hidden mysteries and the deep words they supposedly speak. I appreciate the effort of the creator and the attempt to tell stories and emotions through pictures, expressions and lines. But art does not speak to… Continue reading The Art Speaks Not to Me
I turned 21 today. I cannot remember ever being this excited about growing older, and yet the cause of this innate happiness remains elusive. When I turned 18, I wrote this in frustration, confusion and a lot of fear. Three years later, this girl is a lot closer to becoming. (if you are uncertain right… Continue reading Twenty – One
I have become more liberal than ever before. I am not sure whether this is just a phase or maybe I was never who I thought I was. I have broken a lot of principles and made various bad decisions over the last few months that I no longer recognize myself in the mirror. Oh,… Continue reading Mistakes, Regrets, Heal – The Process
You know you had a good year when at the end all you have are fond sweet memories of innumerable blessings to be grateful for. You spent the last few weeks praying more so you can at least smile and claim it was a year of spiritual growth. And when few weeks to an exam you weren’t ready for,… Continue reading 2018: A year of many blessings
I woke up today knowing I would write. My team was pitching at the Hult prize competition in my University to select the finalists for the regional rounds. While this is merely my fourth competition in the last few months, it was something I wanted to document. The team name is Demeter and our idea was about agriculture. Out of 44 teams, we qualified amongst the top 12 who battled again for the top 3. We weren’t among the top 3. But this story is not about Hult and no, I was not hurt by Hult.
My hand shook hard when he said "You'll lose everything on the hard drive". This was the real heart break. My heart literally broke into two and I could feel sorrow oozing out slowly from my arteries and disappointment spurting through my veins. It felt like I had just been informed of someone's death. Or that my result was out and I had dropped out of my grade class.
1. Hugging someone you love and being hugged tighter in return. The feeling of home in a person. 2. Staring through the window from the back seat of a bus and watching different persons walk by. You realize you're one of a billion people in existence and maybe no one, not even the Creator cares… Continue reading Nine Random Feelings
Happy New Year beautiful people of LaLa Land. Yes, I know this is coming late as it is already nine days into the new year - I might have started this post a year ago and failed to complete it (these a year ago jokes really must stop lol) . I'd blame my upcoming school… Continue reading 2017 – The Year of Learning and Relearning
This is a three in one article and it might be lengthy, kindly permit me. The fact that I have not written in a while is not because there was nothing to write about but because I have truly been busy. Very busy. (Ps: I started the birthday writeup on the 30th of October and… Continue reading Things Fall Apart To Fall Into Place
When I was a kid, one of the first lessons I learnt from experience and on my own was that something would always go wrong. I didn't have to read a motivational book or the sayings of an old man, I just figured it out before I learnt the pronunciation of "bouquet". In that tiny… Continue reading It’s okay, for everything not to be okay
It's been months since I last wrote something, anything. There are voices inside me sometimes and I hear them whisper what I ought to write. They live in my head, unrelenting, refusing to leave. So I abandon my head for them and live outside my body. Outside my body is totally different from the head.… Continue reading A little bit of reminder
There are many things to be grateful about in life, especially life itself and health. It's really hard to understand the value of the everyday ability to stand up, eat, play and do whatever you feel like doing because it is something habitual, an ordinary routine. But when you fall really sick and all you… Continue reading For this warmth