Tag: comfort
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Second month in Milan
The start of this month was terrible but it only got better after that and hasn’t stopped. Terrible, why? I had a group of friends my brother and I went to church with for one or two years till my brother moved abroad. For me, they were really close but my dad wouldn’t let me […]
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That dreaded phone call- Part I
It was a week day. My 9-6 had been stretched to 9-9 and I managed to get home only for dinner and some Netflix on the side. I remember really enjoying the meal that night. Some fried fish and dal with rice. Within an hour of reaching home, I was already stretched out to fake […]
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What if.
Ever wanted to be a different person just to test waters? To see what it’s like to be a person you knew and admired? What if you had the chance to start over, would you take on a different personality? A couple of years ago, I had an opportunity to move cities for a year. […]
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Love is not always enough-II (Discomfort)
It was two weeks to go before I moved back home, and it was the first of many times that I felt this. “Discomfort.” “I won’t be in touch with you, once you’re gone.” You’d say and flash that smile that took away all the hurt from that sentence. That one sentence that killed me […]
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That Place.
That Place. Everyone has a place that’s close to them on an intimate level. Some sort of go-to place. Knowingly or unknowingly we keep finding ourselves back there, in that place. To some, this may be their Happy place. Mine is more like a place where my mind turns blank. I’ve experienced a rush of […]
Girl With Four Names. 