Diaries of an alcoholic

People can start to feel like a distant memory; folded away between an old copy of wuthering heights. You know the kind. They start to resemble drunken nights, The events of the past begin to shape-shift into distorted images and blurs. Only sometimes, you don’t want to wake up with no recollection of what went…

18 December 2016

She was a different kind of special. She wasn’t the usual, “Wait till I get some vodka in my body so we can party”, she was the “Let’s go to the skin clinic and get some free kaya cool drink just because we can.” She liked to make the world believe that she would change…

Day 25- Belgium

How to survive being an exchange student in 5 simple steps: Month 1 (Easy version) (i) Immerse yourself in the language. Notice how listening to things you don’t understand all day gives you a slight headache in your left temple and all of a sudden you’re aware of how numb your body feels. Regret your…

Belgium- What school here is like

Since I have realized that it isn’t possible for me to be posting everyday, I have decided to keep updating you all as and when possible. Lets start with school shall we? The ride to school is my least favorite part of the day, Belgium isn’t all plains the way I assumed, instead it is…

#The Anonymous Letters Project

Hey guys! This letter is a part of my newest pet project called “The anonymous letters project” The name in itself is fairly self explanatory, I want to offer to all the writers, the poets, the deep thinkers, the lovers and everyone who feels the need to express; a platform where they can be honest…

#The Anonymous Letters Project

Bismillah ir rahman ir rahim, I connote these locutions in the cosmos hoping they end up on your door You gave me your love but you also taught me your beliefs. You’re so sure they’re true that you forced them upon me. Where is my cull? Where is my profigacy? Eighteen years I have spent…

#The Anonymous Letters Project

Dear Life, “For billions of years since the outset of time, every single one of your ancestors has survived. Every single person on your mom and dad’s side, successfully looked after and passed on to you life. What are the chances of that like?” – The Streets Do you remember our vows? How we omitted:…

Before I die I want to______.

“Let me ask you something. Do you think there’s such a thing as a perfect day?” “What?” “A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it’s possible?” “I don’t know.” “Have you ever had one?” “No.” “I’ve never had one either, but I’m looking for it.”…

Bright smiles and innocence

So guys, like I am so good with kids (Not bragging though), today this little girl came over to my place with her elder sister, she’s about six years old and she’s the most adorable human I’ve met. First of all, she loves this game called “fire boy water girl” which I always have to…