That moment — you see it across the room and you just want to get it in your mouth. The bowl of M&Ms…. yum. You dig your hand in and take a handful. Ahhhh….
Pointless is a pencil with a broken point.
Pointless is a story without meaning.
Pointless is a trip to the grocery when you forget to buy the item you went for.
Th… what to write about today?
(Canada Poems: The Nature of Reality)
repeat.
It’s true isn’t it. Hurt people hurt people. And the cycle continues.
Unless we fix the hurt that’s within us, we may be part of passing the baton along. Which is why its so important to get to a place where you can…
I was 19. He was handsome. Long artsy hair the color of saltwater tied back…
Can’t believe it’s been 3 months since I started writing every single day. I always feel this wonderful sense of accomplishment when I think about writing at the end of the day. I don’t struggle. No matter how busy I am, I always manage to find time to write. It has become a part…
Look at this chart.
Germans tend to have very relaxed attitudes towards kids traveling unaccompanied by adults. This is one of the things I love about living here. Parents are told to teach their kids to…
And I didn’t like it.
It was in 2014.
On January, I got diagnosed with arthritis. Simple things like having a shower or going to the grocery store were things I couldn’t do by myself anymore.
I tend to think that I’m still in my late 20’s, possibly 30–31 at a stretch.
In reality I’m 33, turning 34 later this year. Now I know that’s not old yet but my worry is that I’m going to keep thinking I’m 29 and suddenly I’m going to be…
I can’t say I’m one of those people who voraciously consume films. I do, however, love catching the films of certain directors. Vishal Bhardwaj is one of my favourite directors. He never ceases to surprise me with his unique blend of…
Change your study place from time to time. Try a different gym, or a different sports/training routine. Practice your breathing outside your room. Travel to a different places, meet strange people, make new friends and live there for a while.
I’ve always loved writing letters — I had a string of pen pals, and wrote my high school friends once I got to college, even though I could chat them up easily on AIM.
There’s something about the act of a thorough, considered one-way output of thought and feeling directed to…
I feel rewarded when I lend my attention and time to one or all of my children. They are still at an age where my attention is appreciated and needed. But truth is, this constant attention to my kids numbs me to my own feelings.
I started writing for myself, and to be sincere solely for myself, not considering that people could read me. Even if it is the point of any article which is posted on medium I didn’t consider it.
I recently moved. My new home is only 10 minutes away from my mother’s job. I am a freelance writer with an…
I’m at the end of another decade of existence. A few more days and I’d be starting a new one.
Somehow, I feel like I should be ‘more’ by now… More sure, more confident, more adult. Instead, I feel like a kid fresh out of high school faking her way into being treated like an…