Through these years, I found that friendships are demanding, they are hard. They end when you take them for granted. But, ironically it's the friendships you can take for granted which last the longest.
At the outset, stress was a check against procrastination and a way to prevent yourself from producing shoddy work. Over the years, stress grew into a hungry blackhole that lived off my insecurities and weaknesses.
There are two things I haven't experienced in my life till now that the majority might have felt at some point, one is inspiration and the other is Chickenpox.
I see the whole world as a Realm of Possibility, without the false borders, a world within our worlds mostly in our heads.
We live in a world of seven billion cliches.
I buckled myself in, in January and decided to brave the height.
If my life was a book I wish this lion would be on my cover. Since I want a similar book cover I hope I have a life that represents it.
Do you know how it feels to realise that all you've been trying to do all your life is looking for validation in your own eyes?
n a world where being a woman is treated lke an excuse, we spend all year trying to fit into the man's world and proving to them that we can do what they do, never asking the same of them.
People's auras are what they want it to be.