It was one of those nights that didn’t feel real, the kind that sneaks up after a long drive when the world outside is finally quiet. We pulled into the park and let the car rest, the bonnet warm beneath us as we leaned back and looked up. The sky was endless, stars scattered like
26th June 2015. I remember the night sky filling with paper lanterns, each of us holding a flame in our hands as though we were cradling the future itself. I let mine go with a silent prayer, a dream too big for words; a life beyond the borders I knew, a career that mattered, a
I carry my scars. As a child, I wore them painfully visible for anyone to see. I invented excuses for why I was different, but they clung to me like shadows, inseparable, reminding me of every flaw whenever the mirror stared back. But I grew. And with growth came choice. I chose to rewrite the
I have always been fascinated by water. So going on a Mediterranean cruise felt like the natural course. The best part was having a room with a balcony. One night, around 3 a.m., I stepped outside for some fresh air. I was drawn to the edge, tempted to look at the water pitch black, endless,
I’ve hit writer’s block again.But this time, there’s a reason. I met someone like it was the first time,yet I’ve always known him.He’s always been in my corner,celebrating my little wins, standing by me in my lowest moments.I shared bits of myself with him without even realizing he was there all along. Now, my thoughts
You have a reason— A reason why I stand here recounting my steps. You definitely thought it through: my being born to my parents, Me with my siblings. You planned that, I am sure of this. So if You had a reason for the good, You have a reason for the bad. And since You
January began with me writing down my goals and New Year’s resolutions. I know—it’s cliché—but it had been so long since I last did it. On December 31st, as I prayed, I felt an overwhelming certainty that 2025 would be different. It was as if I heard a voice telling me so. I got everything
We all experience fear in one way or another. Perhaps you wake in the early hours of the morning remembering that you have a pile of bills waiting to be paid and an empty bank account. Or maybe you don’t sleep much at all because every noise you hear reminds you of the time your
Maybe we should start believing Perhaps we have nothing at all to lose Maybe all our dreams aren’t forgotten after all Maybe it’s not just that late to start ticking our to-do list Yes the wait is so long We are tired of all the questions All the time and effort is looking like
