Inside the mind of an immigrant
Mama walked ahead of me while my aunt trailed behind her. They were holding shopping bags in their hands that were filled with old t-shirts, pants, and shalwar kameez, my siblings and I refused to wear. "We shouldn't have bought her with us," my aunt said as she threw an angry glance at me. I … Continue reading Understanding suicide….
I am a path seeking an unattainable haven A refugee looking for a glimpse of peace, On an island plagued with death I am the first ray of dawn That soldiers see after the end of every war I am a wanderer of a lost craven, Aching for a sight of shore
Sometimes I don't wake up to sunlight peeking through my windows. I wake up to a dark invisible cloud looming above my head. I don't hear the chirping of birds and the rustling of wind. I hear my own heart bashing against my chest and the blood surging through my veins, and it is in that … Continue reading A day with Anxitey….
Isn't it weird how sometimes you work so hard on something, just to be kissed by failure at the end? And it's not the soft, subtle kiss you find in those happy ever afters. It’s one of those kisses that makes your heart sink somewhere near your kidneys. The one that makes you doubt your … Continue reading The kiss of failure!
Sometimes I think I'm dumb, but then I have to remind myself that I'm a student majoring in biochemistry. To say that I've received all A's would be a lie. I've failed countless times but here I am trying to write a paper on Carl Schmitt. I know, this has nothing to do with biochemistry, … Continue reading The art of confusion
