Adam It Was Not Your Fault
And then you realized you didn’t have to hold on so tight; that everything you wanted to save was a…
The Pain of Being a Writer
As a writer, I must bleed myself onto paperDraw inspiration from the fountain of my sorrowBe the best and the…
It’s Raining Like It’s the End of the World
The summer has slipped away like your hand from mine. The dark clouds have taken over the sky, and they…
Be Willing to Change Everything in Your Life
Most of us are scared of change. We can’t help but fear what we don’t know. And thus we waste…
Rise Above Your Despair
Today, I watched an eagle take off and soar into the sky. Its wings carving through the sky, until it…
Live with an Open Heart, Even if it Hurts
Some mornings, I wake up feeling empty, as if carrying myself through the day is the hardest thing I will…
forever//over
The trick is To not look back Even for a glimpse Because if you do, You will fallHurt yourself Bleed……
Chapter 1: The Vanishing of Karachi Town
I was staring out the window, lost in the hills, when someone tapped my shoulder. A gentle touch—but enough to…
Paper Planes
The notification pings – 2 minutes away. I stare at the screen until the digits blur. Two minutes. Two hundred.…
The Prodigal Son &; The Psyche: Why You Have to Get Lost to Be Found
The story of the Prodigal Son is told as a lesson in forgiveness. But beneath the surface, it holds a…