• Rising Up From Failure

    Rising Up From Failure

    Roger Crawford once said, “Being challenged in life is inevitable, being defeated is optional.” From my erstwhile experiences, I have ultimately realized that there will always be incoming challenges ahead of us. These inescapable encounters precisely measure the range of our capabilities and moral values. To effectively prepare for these impending tasks, we primarily need Read more

  • tears.

    tears.

    tears i’ve cried waiting for you to come back, to hold me in your arms. tears i’ve cried, hoping you’d stop the lies that broke you apart. tears i couldn’t feel until my shirt was already soaked by their desperation for you to be there. so many tears. tears that stain my cheeks like the Read more

  • The Perfect Percent

    The Perfect Percent

    On red hot mornings, we drink masala chai. As the sun rises, we rise with it. Vendors trudge through the bustling streets with a vigor unlike any other. The sound of car horns and restless rush hour victims echo through the ivory walls. Downstairs, my aunts are ringing bells inside the pooja room and the Read more

  • Allow Yourself

    Allow Yourself

    Allow yourself to be alive Allow yourself to thrive Allow yourself to set the theme for your motion picture Not yet televised You deserve it There is no need for feeling unworthy You must look at your evidence of perseverance Of overcoming Has it done you disservice? It is the proof in your pudding The Read more

  • Ramadan: A Special Place in My Heart

    Ramadan: A Special Place in My Heart

    Nothing tastes as incredible as the first bite of a date when breaking your fast. It’s a time when relief fills the body, the vexing hunger fades away, and the mind is at ease. Ramadan: a time when the body is weary, but the soul feels vibrant. Ramadan is the holy month in Islam when Read more

  • The Law of Attraction: Yay or Nay?

    The Law of Attraction: Yay or Nay?

    At the beginning of the year, while my family was emptying out cupboards, I came across a collection of my old school work that my mother had kept. Among these was a worksheet where we had been instructed to write what we wanted for our future. We must have been in grade 4. I was Read more

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