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…

Day 23- Belgium

Things that my inner voice has said to me the past few days on train rides in a foreign country I now call home; (i) I wonder why there is no universal language if all the emotions we try to convey are more often than not the same with just different strings of alphabets joined…

The anonymous letters project

Hey. As of now I’ve been thinking about spicing my blog up a little. I’m starting the concept of “anonymous letters” wherein I post letters on my blog on your behalf addressed to whomsoever you choose to write it for. If you have any letters would like me to post on behalf of you, I…

Day twenty one; Story twenty one

I. T. L public school, a school I knew from  2011.. But joined in 2015. I knew many names &  faces, the classrooms even the pool which no wonder was my favorite place. 13th April 2015 was my first day I entered officially as an Itleen. All these days I thought I knew the school…

Day two; Story two

 I joined school in India in seventh grade. The country itself was new to me, ignoring the fact that I knew no one. It felt kinda strange and sad when there was no one to talk to. The school was nice, and it took me no time to feel right at home. At first, I…

A veil of innocence.

As you may have very well noticed, the blog address is now a veil of innocence. Why I picked this? I have absolutely no idea, but I somewhere feel like it speaks to me, like it defines me in a way. A little bit more than all my narcissism, you know how it is right?…

Change.

It’s time for change. It’s time to stop being that girl. I am not someone who will take bullshit from others, I will no longer tolerate people taking me for granted, I won’t say sorry when I’m not at fault and I will most definitely not let any weakness show. And no I’m not doing…

Taking a risk…

I know, I’ve been very inconsistent with my posts and I’m really sorry about that, it’s just that writing isn’t coming as naturally as it used to. I feel purposeless and I’m set out to find out why. It’s not like there’s nothing to do, everyday has become a boring cycle of school, sleep, homework…