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…

Story twenty nine; Story twenty nine

I’m late on today’s story aren’t I? Apologies. Today’s story belongs to a beautiful girl, an amazing writer, a great speaker and a true friend. I know the story is in pieces and in screenshots, but snapchat just doesn’t budge. I can’t stress on how important it is to lose yourself, to become who you…

Day eleven; Story eleven

We all want our story to be told, to be known and to be shared. I have a dear friend who wishes the same. She has a little story for you all and yes I know she doesn’t have the most perfect English or the most pretty hair but she’s special and she is wonderful….

Day nine; Story nine

So. My parents, they weren’t compatible. Still aren’t. Never will be. I won’t blame anyone of them, because I love them both. But, if I’d to chose who’s right or wrong, I’d say, dad. Though I love him as my dad, but I have seen the other side of him, that isn’t as good as…

Observations of a gentleman…

Red hair and strange tattoos. A girl unlike any you’d met before. Long sleeves and skinny jeans, dark mind and a pretty face. One look at her and you knew, you knew that she was scared; of what? She’d never mention but her eyes told you all that you needed to know. They spoke of…