Very few times I lose my control. Okay. that’s quite not the truth but I have been a very ‘in control’ person.. up until recently that is. You are a reminder of a past I never want to return it. You are the part of the place I wish would burn down and all my… Read More Trying to lose what you tried very hard to forget
I never thought I would be writing this. Never ever. People die everyday. Some memorable, some not so much. How do you mourn for someone who lay somewhere in between? THAT seems to be the debate on social media since last night ever since the unfortunate news broke about the horrific crash of Flight 661… Read More Let’s mourn today. Tomorrow, you can continue hating.
So I just finished reading this cheesy as hell YA novel all because I was yet again fooled by the NYT best seller’s list. I recently read a porno by mistake because that too was on NYT best sellers list and after that vowed never to trust that site. Anyway so while the YA novel did… Read More Moving Differently
We’re meeting after a year. I am dreading it. I am embarrassed. I know it will be awkward. I am scared to death because I know how unshaken my resolve is. I am looking forward to it because I know how nice it would be to see a familiar face. We’re meeting after a year… Read More How do I explain your photograph in my contact list
I have had ample time on my hands to watch TV the past couple of months but it was not nearly enough to convince me to write a blogpost about it. Just a week ago the streaming site I use started promoting The Night Of and hungry for more TV series as I am, I dived… Read More The Night Of: Reluctant Fundamentalist Goes to Prison
My mom raised us as a single parent. Obviously I don’t need to tell or even begin to make one understand how difficult it was for her. And she raised us well. She raised us like a mother and a father combined. Over the years she’s given us a lot of advice, but of these,… Read More Don’t Look Back
Having recently turned 27 and staying single has be to a milestone that no other girl in my family has ever reached. The defending champion was my mom who was wed to my father at 26. This record of mine has been thrown at my face ever since I turned 23. My mother’s record was… Read More Priorities at 27
Dear Aunty, How can you be so callous? So so fucking callous? For a minute when my mother was telling me what she heard from you, I thought, were you ever really a woman? Because I thought being one would make you a little less of a bitch and more of a human? Or maybe… Read More Dear Aunty Who Thinks She Carries The Universal Burden of Marrying Every Unmarried Girl, Fuck You