Pride. I would say there is a certain happiness in bringing pride to yourself, and even more when you invoke that pride within your parents. As a first-generation child, I carry the dreams and hopes of not only myself but of my parents too. I carry their sacrifices, their struggles and their ambitions on my… Continue reading An Immigrant’s Daughter
Blue Skies. I have an obsession with them. Today, was the first day in months since the sun had come out, and there was a breeze of refreshing air and it truly felt like spring was finally here, leading way to summer. The thought of being able to wear dresses and sunglasses and continuously sip… Continue reading The Sky
I always forgive people easily. But I never forget. I was talking to a couple of people and the topic of forgiveness came up, and within those conversations I realised that I tend to forgive people so easily, and do not necessarily hold grudges. That got me thinking. To be honest, I kind of hate… Continue reading Always Forgive, Never Forget
Why am I angry? I am angry that, I have to live in fear. I am angry that, I have to feel terror. I am angry that, I have to see hatred. After the atrocious event last night at the concert in Manchester, which has resulted in numerous deaths and injuries, I am sat here… Continue reading Why Am I Angry?
I am a people pleaser. I always try to do what’s right, what’s expected of me and what would make others happy. But I can’t help not being a people pleaser because that’s the way I was always brought up. I have been taught to always do the right thing, regardless of whether I like… Continue reading I Am A People Pleaser
As time goes on, you grow, and when that happens you gain a lot of things and lose a lot of things. One of those things are friendships. I often hear about a lot of people who lose connection with their friends as they begin to move on in life, but that hasn’t happened to… Continue reading Thank You To My Friends
Feelings. Continuously felt by all, regularly expressed by some and rarely spoken of truthfully by anyone. But why do we fear to talk about those deep-rooted feelings? Having been brought up in a very close knitted family environment, and being in friendships built over years, you would expect me to be able to freely speak… Continue reading Feelings