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

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…

Day twenty; Story twenty

Time has always been real hard for me! Not only in case of family but in the case of friends as well! My dad had a divorce with my mom when I was 4 and he remarried when I was 10 and things in my life were never easy after that, I had always been…

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…

The sweetest thing anyone ever did for me…

So this amazing sweetheart wrote this for me, I’m going to name her because this kind of poetry deserves appreciation. Aishwarya, she’s the prettiest, the best and the sweetest person know. Someone actually capable of handling me when I get all crazy with my moods. This is a beautiful piece of poetry and I wish…