You know I tried to convince myself I don’t need to write this post … three times I pressed post and then closed the window. But I guess it’s better to let the words out there than inside my already cluttered mind. I had a strange thought today. I was yet again reminded of you… Read More Your Face
I am anti social media. and that’s rich coming from me considering I use wordpress to vent my woes. I was never like this though. The reason I came to hate social media was how people realized that to earn their ten seconds of fame they had to stay on top of the game even… Read More The Farting Pakistani and Other WhatsApp Nonsense
I installed WordPress app on my phone today because the thoughts of dying have recently started clouding my mind again. Before you start to think “suicide” umm no. Let me assure you that these thoughts are nowhere near this morbidity. What is on my mind is just this: dying. Maybe because there has been a… Read More Another memory
my latest obsession as you can see from my previous posts in The Script. To think i am acting like a teenage yet again. I have to draft more than 1500 words because I am back to earning via writing and it is oh so difficult. SO DIFFICULT to write for something that you don’t… Read More I wanted words but all i got was nothing
So I am working on this paper that tests whether parents transfer their preferences and behaviors onto their children. It’s quite an interesting theory albeit not an old one. The nature versus nurture debate is something I would leave the scientists to fight over. For me, I am just sticking to proving the hypothesis that… Read More Who taught you to lie?
If I have to be really honest, I would consider myself to be a huge narcissist. I clearly love myself above all others. I am pretty selfish. I hardly care what other people say, I don’t pay attention to their say. I am obsessed with everything and everyone who can keep me happy. But why… Read More Narcissism
Lately all I ever think about while going to sleep is waking up next to my mom who has stopped breathing. I panic, unable to comprehend what to do. I have played this scenario repeatedly in my head for a million times and have failed to arrive at the solution. What do I do if… Read More The not so irrational fear
“I AM on my way,” I said as I opened the door to my cupboard. I was on the phone with my friend who was sitting alone at a colleague’s wedding. We’d both promised the bride we’d make it, and she had whereas I was, well, I was still in my PJs. It was her exasperated… Read More Unreal