Having good friends is a great thing. Having a best friend is everything. Friendship is one of life's most precious gifts. To have a friend is to learn compassion and love in one of the purest forms. So to my best friend on your special day, this one is for you: Dear Cheryl, I can't believe… Continue reading to my favorite person on earth
Life isn't easy. It's messy, confusing, frustrating, and often times full of pain. But to me, in all aspects, it is this exact notion that makes life all the more beautiful. Life is about enjoying the happy days, but while also embracing the terrible ones. I think a lot of times, we like to surround ourselves… Continue reading to be strong
Today, at 11:59 pm to be exact, I turn 17. It seems so hard to believe. It feels like just yesterday I was running around in the front yard sprinklers with my cutie pie baby sister and now I have to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life?! Man, time sure… Continue reading 17 years, 17 lessons.
Okay so in my last post from more than a month ago, I just maybe might have said that I would try to blog at least once every week this summer. Ha, yeah. Strong emphasis on the word try. Let's just say life got busy, leave it at that, remind ourselves c'est la vie, and move… Continue reading Wow.
In order to "cure" myself of my unhealthy Type A habits, I have made an effort (which surprisingly hasn't failed yet) to be more active and adventurous this summer. And well, considering I created this blog roughly a year ago and have only posted twice on it, I've decided that this summer things will be… Continue reading To My Best Friends
Every 40 seconds, somebody takes their own life. Two years ago, my friend Arpan was one of them. Arpan Ghosh was a Plano East student and a childhood friend of mine. Well to be more specific, a friend of my brother. But after all our shared piano lessons and the scar on my right… Continue reading Jokes are funny, Suicide is not.
I love being an Indian, truly I do. With the country's powerful history, one of a kind culture, and to-die-for food, how could one simply not? But behind India's beautiful face, there is a growing disease that our society continually fails to recognize- colorism. Colorism is a term coined by author Alice Walker, and is… Continue reading I’m Indian, I’m dark, and I don’t care.