To the woman who finds her heart in empty alleys and broken doorways too often;

To the woman who finds her heart in empty alleys and broken doorways too often; i. When men tell you that they want to wrap their drunken slurs around your fragile body. Tell them that you are no ones present or dream. You are a warrior. A hopeless romantic slaying the dragons of pseudo relationships … Continue reading To the woman who finds her heart in empty alleys and broken doorways too often;

Diaries of an alcoholic

People can start to feel like a distant memory; folded away between an old copy of wuthering heights. You know the kind. They start to resemble drunken nights, The events of the past begin to shape-shift into distorted images and blurs. Only sometimes, you don’t want to wake up with no recollection of what went … Continue reading Diaries of an alcoholic

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 … Continue reading Day 25- Belgium

Belgium- Day 4

10:00 am; 3 September 2016 (Saturday) I am so glad that weekends are one of those lazy days here because I was afraid I woke up too late. It’s slightly hard to tell what’s late and what’s early. I like this green apple muesli they have here so I eat that almost every morning, they … Continue reading Belgium- Day 4

Belgium- Day 3

8:30 am; 2 September 2016  Personally, I can’t decide whether it’s getting easier or harder to be here. On one hand I feel like I’m getting more and more comfortable as the days pass and on the other I keep singling out things I miss about India. 10:00 am; Town Hall  My host brother took … Continue reading Belgium- Day 3