“where are you from?” “oh I dont know, I feel at home in airports. I know the term ‘third culture kid’ has been used repetitively and its articles being overused but this is about my side and experience of the TCK life. Being a third culture kid means you grew up in a country different from where your parents and… Read More Where Are You From?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWcyIpul8OE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWcyIpul8OE to any friend dear to my heart that i graduated with and called this tiny town ours Hey, It’s been a while. How are you? I hope you’re doing good. I know you are. You’re always good even when you’re not. It’s been a while since dancing and twirling in the streets,… Read More Love, From The Gulf
i remember you, it’s been a long time since Oliver and I, but it was my favorite way to kill time. we walk just about the same time the moon is chasing the sun in this Arabian desert only to waste clock to voice how this world and its people universally spins in the opposite… Read More Oliver & I
I was looking through my old writings and somehow stumbled across this, something I wrote months ago. Here is something I wrote from the heart and out of crying, a piece I wrote through someone else’s shoe after an emotional night which made me look beyond people and situations, that some things are bigger than what you see. This writing helped… Read More all the words i will never hear
hello sweet flower, i hope you wake up today knowing you are a frangipani in a field of hibiscus’ only because there is something about the way frangipanis’ bloom in Bali and how soothing it is to see them float on water. if right now your heart is aching because you have just lost someone,… Read More things i will tell my future daughter when she turns 15
This year has flown by extremely fast it’s weird to feel like I’ve changed in some ways from September. This year’s one of my favorites. So many euphoric nights, unforgettable moments, misfit banters, whatever, even with temporary people. So with my endless love for photographs, here is a timeline of photos from the beginning of the year to… Read More 27 stories
“after I broke your heart, your tears stained my soul, which I was cursed to see as a lurid (flaming, intense), disfigured aura (spoiled atmosphere) reflected in your resentful eyes.” Today I just feel like writing because the past two weeks have been the kind of week where all I wanted to do was curl… Read More Losing Someone