It was definitely not roses and smiles. The situation was far from gravely loved romantic movies. There were no punchlines, no sweet musings, and even to die for exchanges. It … Continue reading Fifty Years
I’m again very much conflicted with this feeling, with this longing. You know, somehow I crave to know when this all started. I want to know. So, I looked deep … Continue reading Your Eyes
I used to think I can control everything, my life and my dreams. No, erase that. I grew to unconsciously think that way.
Yes! Folks, tomorrow is the day. Oh, and just like this, I will be welcoming it with a big, big smile. So help me God. #NextChapter #DoctorofMedicine
Backstory: Back then, I kept having recurrent dreams of dating a certain, unknown man. We were very sweet. However, every time I woke up, I can’t remember what he looked like …
“You are allowed to be a masterpiece and a work in progress, simultaneously.” By Sophia Bush The chains holding her in place broke. She became the butterfly coming out of its cocoon … Continue reading Metamorphosis
“There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars…