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

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:…

Dear grandpa…

It’s one of those nights where your memory haunts my thoughts. When your frail body that was being put through so much pain yet always managed to give the brightest smile crosses my mind. When the day of your demise bombards my thoughts as though I lost you forever just yesterday. I guess I never…

Day twenty eight; Story twenty eight

Being the first child of my family, I was loved a lot. I have memories from my childhood when dad was at work, mom was taking a nap and I was left to myself, alone, in the peak hours of the afternoon which I often utilized to play. We were new in Delhi back then,…

Returning smiles

And as I received notifications of six messages from two contacts and a Facebook messenger popup, I couldn’t take it anymore. I could bear all that burden, I couldn’t hear their stories. So I threw my phone aside and burst into tears. I picked my phone back up in half an hour and sat in…

Cheers to heartache!

Ribbons in her hair and twisted braids, her heart stopped with one glance from him. “Liar, liar” she thought to herself, and as the crowds got quieter, her insides burnt brighter. “Oh my darling, can’t you see? I can’t take in, what you did to me.”, they say, absence makes the hear grow fonder, but…