I remember my 11th birthday.Or at least, slices of it.Surely, my mind deformed the images, delivering now some altered, blurred moments. However, some emotions are bound to stay with me, and carry themselves around as a secret identity that I only make available to myself. I was skinny and deeply tanned. Summer break, which always … Continue reading Cheers to Life, to Love, to Joy !
― Rudyard Kipling, If: A Father's Advice to His Son “If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, … Continue reading If: A Father’s Advice to His Son
I wanted to be perceived as beautiful. I wanted my eyes and lips and neckline to be mesmerising and sweet and tempting. I would observe myself in the mirror and contemplate how my cheekbones blend in with my round, hazel eyes. I took pride in my tall figure and walked it bold and entitled. Shoes … Continue reading Becoming