Students

For once, I’ve been taken out And opened on a desk – I’m excited, this kind of attention Is reserved for a test, And suddenly it seems as if I’m covered in writing, The anxiety is evident – The pen’s nib is biting; These aren’t doodles either, These are words Continue Reading

This is the tenth poem in a series of poems that explore what the commonplace objects in a student’s life would say if they underwent an Enid Blyton-esque change overnight, and could speak. Long before my white had faded, A simpler time when I was not yet jaded, When my Continue Reading

The thing about life is that a lot of time, it isn’t easy at all. We just have to try to make the best of it. But when the going gets tough we feel this ache, an ache for home. The ache for home lives in all of us, the Continue Reading

This is the ninth poem in a series of poems that explore what the commonplace objects in a student’s life would say if they underwent an Enid Blyton-esque change overnight, and could speak.  “Didi’ calls a voice, A familiar one, Room ABC has to be cleaned; I sigh in joy – Continue Reading

This past year, I’ve been fussing almost everyday about turning 20, completely hating on the thought that I’ll be done with my teens. Now that it’s official and the celebrations are done with, I’m mourning the fact that I’m no longer a “teen”. It’s funny how in a matter of Continue Reading

This is the sixth poem in a series of poems that explore what the commonplace objects in a student’s life would say if they underwent an Enid Blyton-esque change overnight, and could speak. This one has been written in the form of a Haiku. Fed cash once a month, I Continue Reading

The world can be a scary place. Granted my life, as a bench on the football field, has barely seen anything beyond Student Housing – 5 and the Bistro, but being rooted to a spot has its advantages. There are the football games I get to watch every day, and Continue Reading

Originally posted by photoshop-and-chocolate The third week of January is considered to be the most depressing week of the year. Why is this? What I have gathered from my own personal experience is that this is a result of failed New Year resolutions, draining away of the “new year, new Continue Reading

June 30, 2017  “The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel” – Steven Furtick. In a world that’s increasingly centred around being productive, and where “I’m busy” is slowly growing to become a vague, vacuous phrase with no actual meaning, it’s Continue Reading

This is the third poem in a series of poems that explore what the commonplace objects in a student’s life would say if they underwent an Enid Blyton-esque change overnight, and could speak. This one has been written in the form of a Limerick. If my wallet could speak, it Continue Reading