Saturday, September 27, 2014. Goodbye, King Edward! How do you say goodbye? To seventeen years of being a student. Seventeen years of backpacks, pencil cases, papers, class rooms and teachers. How do you say goodbye? The child within you .

Words free falling at their own pace, at their own will. Jack of all Trades? January 13, 2018. I blamed myself for being careless. I started losing things and never bothered to find out where they could have gone. No wonder its called a wonder! We kept l.

Clichéd Indian in America, 20-something, liberated woman coming to terms with and writing about clichéd Indian in America, 20-something, liberated woman stuff. Friday, July 24, 2015. Well, there is the occasional Goodreads review but does that really count? So Here I am.

Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. Portrait of a Devastating Announcement. My closed eyes did nothing to help and kept dragging me - by my hair - back to the nauseating thought. Noooooooo, please! A shudder threw them open and I looked wildly around for anything to fucking replace the chaos within. An insignificant lapse of time. My skull was tightening with all that blood rushing to my head. The insides of my face, an oven. Awake as fuck, in th.

When The Little Things Mattered. There was a time when I would look into the mirror, and see my own self. I would admire his ambitions, bubbling with energy through his eyes. His dreams that were sky high. And his longing to call some place his own. The world has changed him. I try not to look back often. As I move into the fray. Just happen to pop into your head.

The shinny pennies and the blinking lights. Wednesday, June 17, 2015. On an unrelated note, the biryani today at lunch was too spicy. It was like the cook used all the remaining spices in anticipation of ramzan. Thursday, May 21, 2015. Let me set the world on fire,. Let me fill it with my ire,. Aghast and shocked, you are all liars. Tuesday, May 19, 2015.