Inside the mind of an immigrant
I’ve lost track of how many pranks I’ve played on my dad, and I can say proudly that majority of them took a weird turn. I remember one time I saw this challenge online where you randomly go up to your dad and say, ‘I love you.’ Now that’s not something I would say all … Continue reading Undeniable love
I love traveling. Any type of traveling. This includes my long voyage to my college, which is roughly about 40 minutes by train. It’s the thrill of seeing novel faces, the excitement of new -events- minus the fact that one time I was half an hour late to my bio-Chem final because some idiot pulled the emergency … Continue reading My trip to Italy
I come from a culture and an upbringing where it's always you before me. Where it's always them before I. Where you have to sacrifice your mental health for those around you. And if you do all this you’re highly appreciated. You’re a saint. This culture isn't toxic, but it tastes like acid when the … Continue reading Self-love in a toxic culture
How do I unlearn to love you?How do I unlearn to live with you?How can you so easily break all those promises you promised you would keep?Maybe time wasn't in our favor.Maybe love wasn't supposed to win.Maybe our happily–ever–after lost itself somewhere in our fights, somewhere in our desires to be more than what we … Continue reading A hurt/love letter
My dad has been my inspiration. He’s believed in me more than I’ve ever believed in myself. Yes we have our moments, but even those moments carry love and understanding. My dad is a very patient man. He’s had to deal with me, my tantrums, and my anxiety. I remember how badly I cried because … Continue reading Strained Relationships