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 … Continue reading Day 25- Belgium
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 … Continue reading Belgium- What school here is like
Dear hysterical friend, Transcendent bits of joy won’t fill the diurnal void, the hole punched in your gut by your fate. The sphere of nothingness will engulf all of your moments of apparent joy because in the end there are only negative vibes around us, at least we only pick up on those and any … Continue reading #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 … Continue reading #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: … Continue reading #The Anonymous Letters Project
She saw herself in the mirror. She saw a blemish on her cheek, a scar on her forehead, not too prominent; fading with time , she never saw the deep chocolate eyes she had ; Brimming with facts, with stories but most of all with so much warmth. She saw herself in the mirror a … Continue reading Mirrors.
There she was, again. Sitting on the ice cold floor, demented, confused and curious. Her mind racing with terrifying thoughts, heart thumping and body covered in sweat, struggling to free her mind from restlessness. She was anxious and alone. All alone in that dark cold place, unaware of her surroundings. She was shaking. Shaking with … Continue reading Raining Glass (Shared)