Blog posts come when you're supposed to be working, and as I read The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao for my college writing class (two days overdue), I realize that there's a strange familiarity in Junot Díaz description of La Inca. It was weird. Resoundingly weird. And then it hit me, reading about the … Continue reading Umba
There's been so much happening that it's easier to make a big post filled with a lot of little things than one large disjointed post. I've been in Dubai for the past couple weeks and am slated to be back in Boston around 2:30pm EST on the 2nd of January. I legitimately cannot believe it's … Continue reading Assorted thoughts over winter break
I don't think I have ever been more aware or conscious of my accent than in the United States. Frankly, I didn't think I had that much of an accent until I got here and started getting complimented on it. I always thought I had a general American accent with a slight Pakistani twang to … Continue reading “I swear this isn’t an accent!”: It totally is.
I'm usually an exceptionally happy individual - bouncy, optimistic, loud, and glad to share affection with the world. When I do get in one of my "funks" it's very short-lived: a quick session of crying and then I'm back to functioning at my usual, extroverted level. I also have a love for slow, sad music. … Continue reading Thinking aloud
Right now, it's the 22nd of September. I moved to Boston on the 20th of August, a little more than a month ago; in four days, it'll have been a month since I moved into Northeastern. So much has happened since I moved to this city: I met up with old friends, finally met a … Continue reading Short note: Reflection
I have 40 pages of dense reading to do for my classes tomorrow, so in the spirit of procrastination, I'm going to put this essay up. My major is a BA, so it demands proficiency in a second language; as such, I was required to write an essay detailing my proficiency in and relationship with … Continue reading Mother tongue: Being an Urdu Lisper
Home is where I hang my hat - and maybe it's the fact that my hats have found perches in various corners of my new bedroom, but I have never felt like an alien in 119 Light Hall. I am greeted by familiar things; my roommate's lacrosse stick; our microfridge deluged by various teas and … Continue reading Update
I don't know. I've pretty much decided to give my life to the world as a vessel for the greater good - whatever that may be, it's 6am and I'm feeling dramatic - and become a harbinger for positive revolution and sundry via studying politics and international affairs, but I really really love fashion and design. … Continue reading Short note: Contrasting passions
...well, the end of my exams anyway. No, that's not strictly true: the end of my exams brings with it the end of a great many other things. It's the official-official end of my high school career. Let's be real, for all the tears I shed, graduation was mostly for frills and to satiate us students. … Continue reading The end is nigh!
I've been doing a lot of lists lately, I know, but - maybe this is a side effect of studying and exam time - but I feel the need to organize my thoughts. I promise, this site won't become neihaliststhis!I've been meaning to make a post about this, actually, but I never really knew how. … Continue reading Things that made me, me
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