When colors refuse to land
There is a strange kind of silence that follows the loudest applause. You worked nights when others slept. You turned...
A lot can change in a year
When I left home with two suitcases and my acceptance letter in hand, I was stepping into uncharted territory, uncertain...
Letting my curly hair flow wildly
Most girls get hair treatments done during their teenage years or even in their 20s, when they’ve decided whether or...
Hello, anxiety: my old friend
“Hi, Joyce! How are you?” “I’m good,” is how I would usually respond when asked such question. But deep down,...
‘Sablay’
I will not graduate on time—not because I failed my subjects, but because I failed to listen to my younger...
The fear of death, the hunger for life
The stillness of the night always had a way to amplify the thoughts daylight politely ignores. Often the last one...
The art of disappearing after graduation
I want to disappear after graduation. Not in a tragic way. Not in a dramatic, burning-bridges kind of exit. I...
I only wish it had been gentler
There is a particular kind of loneliness that does not come from being physically alone, but from living a life...
Seeing life through kinder lens
Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes and wondered what goes through their thoughts? Or have you ever peeked through...
The graduation I have been waiting for
I have been waiting for this graduation, but somehow, I feel I have missed it. I was supposed to graduate...
