If we were having coffee

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I love my job. At least it gives me lesser hours in a day to think about not wanting to live. I would tell you that in July, the gold watch you gave me was tainted with disappointments and bad decisions oozing out of my […]

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Tuesdays with Morrie 📚

Greatest takeaway; Detachment. Only when you let emotions penetrate you fully are you able to leave it behind. If you hold back and refuse to dive all the way into it, you’ll end up afraid- afraid of pain, afraid of grief, afraid of vulnerability. However, when you put yourself all the way through these emotions, […]

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To a stranger in a coffee shop

Pardon me if I can’t help but stare at you as I sip my Signature Hot Chocolate. It’s just that those eyes are alarmingly familiar; I can only wish for the same amount of courage they have for waking up everyday despite the visible cracks etched on your skin. You’re alone; no laptop, no book, […]

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To my Hodor

You came into our lives on a cloudy afternoon in the midst of July. When I got to hold you for the first time, I felt this oozing sense of comfort and right then and there I knew you would bring this family joy for the years to come. Your daily mischiefs would consist of […]

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F I N A L L Y

After years of struggles; sleepless nights, brain-wrecking quizzes, unappreciative groupmates, the daily commute and the constant evaluation if what I’m doing is the right thing, FINALLY, I’M A DEGREE HOLDER! Being an achiever from my elementary and high school days, I always had this sense of pressure from my family and peers to always excel […]

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“What are you afraid of?”

  If there is one thing she’s afraid of, it’s the high pitch chirp that accompanies silence. It’s that lingering whistle right after bomb explosions in movies. The depiction of how numbing it is for people to leave, cause pain and for the world to be perfectly still afterwards; no flashing lights, no clashing of […]

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