Do you see me? – a poem

If only by some stroke of luck Connecting time and space will I, your constant companion finally be no longer invisible   via Daily Prompt: Invisible

Book haul

There was a small book fair at my university today and I was finally able to buy two books that I've been longing to read. I'm excited to read them and post some reviews about the books! Sneak peek for future posts: Simon vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli and Tell Me Three…

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Life all around us

I am but a feeling, a small mass of thoughts and bits of soul held together by the flesh and bones in which I am defined by the people around me. In each of us, we carry our small wonders in these transports that we place such high value and importance. Despite it not being…

The restless – a poem

Time seems to go by so slowly and yet at times so fast. With each passing second, minute and hour, There's this itch under my skin; I fidget with my fingers and my hands tapping my feet and shaking my legs   A sense of anticipation builds inside, I can barely breathe with shallow breaths,…

Scented candles

I am obsessed with them. I love the warmth and atmosphere that they emit. The glow of the candle and seeing the contrast where modern meets simplicity. A candle being a source of light, warmth and life. I'm getting sidetracked but bear with me for a moment. An advice to everyone: Don't stare at the…

Uncertainty

I don't like dealing with uncertainties and what ifs. I second guess myself all the time. Even after making a resolve or a decision, I'm still not sure if it's the right choice. The feeling comes in waves. I would be confident with my decision at first, however by the following week, this ball of…

I’ll be honest

I am not perfect nor am I happy all the time. Social media gives me a lot of pressure to hide the ugly parts of myself and to only showcase the ups of my life. Those picture perfect moments. Only happy things and never the bad. I wondered if I should do that when it…

An exercise in futility

She hears it everyday. Everytime she looks in the mirror. In the background as she blinks away the shroud of sleep and awareness starts to creep in. These noises at the back of her head. It's relentless and neverending. She can't ignore it or it'll get louder. Mostly she tries to pretend that she doesn't…

To swear or not to swear?

I have been debating with myself about whether I should stop swearing. It's a bad habit of mine. Well, at least some people think so. I'm still on the fence on this one. Maybe because I'm a girl? So I'm not supposed to swear? A lot of people have this preconception of girls where we're…

I need a cup of sunshine

Sometimes, I don't feel like going out. I don't feel like speaking. I just want to be left alone. Maybe it's just the way I look or the way I feel about myself that day. It's strange. But most times, I'm forced to leave the house because I have classes. Hello, student life. It's hard.…