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When mind wanders, heart wails, art heals & soul speaks

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Unsettling self-talks

Misfit. You're a misfit among all the people you see around while you walk through these corridors. These conversations; these groups of friends; you'll never be a part of them. Envious. That could be the only explanation as you become... Continue Reading →

Diasporalgia?

Dear readers, It has been quite some time since my thoughts have been hijacked by either diaspora or nostalgia. So, I turned them into pieces of art and decided to share with you. That was it! Hope you enjoyed! Do... Continue Reading →

Tragedy of one’s life

A friend once said to me, "You don't know the tragedy of my life". I was perplexed when I read those words in the text message. For the several days which followed after, I wondered what really could be the... Continue Reading →

My friendsĀ 

My friends are all good in my head. Never failing to amuse me, they talk to me about stars, about life & it's suffocating bars, about invisible scars, about injustice & wars. And then, there's another one named conscience. It... Continue Reading →

Winter // a photo diary

Dear readers, If all goes well, April will mark the end of Canadian winter (I really hope so), but knowing the unpredictable weather here, there could be a parting wave of snow even in May *sigh*. Anyhow, there's something about... Continue Reading →

People pleaser?

Twenty one years of being on this earth and as far as I can remember I have been a people pleaser all my life. Reason: Fear of abandonment. It was during my school years that I realized something grave. There... Continue Reading →

The introvert dilemma

Sometimes I wonder if extroverts have it easy. Do they ,too, feel the soul crushing weight on their shoulders forcing them to get out of their skin in order to be acknowledged? How do words come to them so effortlessly?... Continue Reading →

Sixteen things I learned in 2016

2016 for me, has been a year of personal growth. It was the year I felt I was the most close to myself than ever before. Perhaps because I lost quite a few people around me. I discovered things about... Continue Reading →

Unuttured words

Sometimes all I want is to speak, to let out the heaps of thoughts piled inside me throughout my existence. But when I open my lips to do so, somehow all the words betray me. Like your very own cells... Continue Reading →

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