• Thoughts

    Yes………….

    Late night thought – Perhaps, I should start saying yes more. Ever thought that the thing that has been holding you back from accomplishing great things is, well, yourself? Seize the opportunity, they say. Stop being your anchor. The mountain is you. All those quotes I have come across throughout the course of my lifetime and yet, every time an…

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    The things i look forward to.

    I have been so restless and upset with everything that’s happening so I would like to remind myself of the things that I look forward to once we are granted freedom to live somewhat freely again. Like being at the beach during sunset. The sand beneath my feet, the gentle salty breeze against my skin and the euphonous sound of…

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    FREEDOM

    It has been a while since I last wrote anything. Exhausted, demotivated, anxious, all felted into one fabric.  I have tried disconnecting myself from social media for a few weeks and it felt like a breath of fresh air. I was completely oblivious to what was going on – I did not want to know about the politics or the…

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    Three miserable hours.

    I am writing this from the hospital room – confined in between these pink walls and diseases, on this uncomfortable sofa bed that I begin to despise next to my mother. It is a couple of hours before midnight and the lights are out, I could hear a faint sound of the nurse alarm that would go off every now…

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    Life & Death And A Little Update.

    I have been rather occupied with insurmountable responsibilities for the past couple of weeks. I have been driving my mother to and fro the hospital and next week, she will be warded for her upcoming surgery. Nothing major, i hope. Without pretence, i despise being in the hospital. The space reeks of antiseptic smell that reminds me of life and…

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    Au revoir, 2017

    This time last year, i remember being at this precise spot, curled up in my bed, knowing deep in my heart that this year would be an onerous one. I remember telling my mom this, “Something tells me that i have to equip myself for funerals.” A part of me knew it was going to be filled with sadness and…