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In my previous blog entitled ‘Fury: An Enlightenment’, I wrote a sentence of how tomorrow doesn’t always come, for one to fix his/her mistakes. Well, that very line inspired me to write this blog, as I feel that the concept of tomorrow is one taken for granted too often.  What makes you think, that when you go to bed, there’ll be a new day tomorrow? Just what gives you that assurance? Even if you’re someone religious, you’d be equipped with the concept of second coming which even more signifies to you that tomorrow may not exist. And what about those of you who aren’t religious? Is it just because there’s always been a ‘tomorrow’ and thus you just believe that it’ll keep repeating? Mind you, we aren’t immortal. We are mere weak mortals living on this planet earth which is part of a humongous and unknown universe. Yet, we choose to resort to the idea that ‘tomorrow’ exists. It sounds foolish now doesn’t it?  The concept of tomorrow has seemed stupid to me all my life. I was in 5th grade

Wrath, anger, fury. These emotions impact each body part in a different way. The eyes which can look at vibrant colours with clear vision, suddenly can only see red. Teeth which grind any food with ease, can only seem to grit themselves. The heart which yearned and practiced love, stops beating. The mind, with the heart switched off, does whatever it feels is right. The limbs and tongue attached to a wrathful body, ah one must wary of them! The tongue tears apart pieces of the heart, while the limbs tear apart pieces of the heart (literally) From the poor to the rich, the weak to the strong, the innocent and cunning. - Fury comes upon each, no matter how trivial or reasonable. None can escape the chains of fury. Fury makes one use words like they’re a Netflix show. Fury makes one forget just how powerful the tongue is. Fury makes one do things, things that can only be done if one can trust that there is a tomorrow. People do things in fury and wake up the next day to go “fix it”. Well

Starting over is one of the most beautiful experiences in life. It shows that one is ready to let go of the past, and is also ready for the future. Starting something, shows that you’re ready. And being ready isn’t easy.  What does one essentially do by starting over? Well let’s take an example of a new driver who had a minor road accident. That individual, already being new at it, would stop driving and feel demotivated. That individual would be deemed a failure, unless they choose to start over - that is learn from the past accident, let go of that bad memory, and start driving again with a new responsibility and eventually become a great driver.  In the same way, starting over is immensely important in the personal life of individuals too. You might reach the lowest of your lows, but the very nights and experiences that haunt you- the same nights, you’ll look back at them with a smile if you just choose to start over, as those depressing nights will be the reason to your success now

Isn’t it lovely how in this gigantic earth, no matter who looks up at the sky, we all see one moon? The moon is majestic and lovely, and lights up the night sky showcasing all its beauty.  But what adds to its beauty is that, no matter who you are, when you and I look up at the night sky, our gazes fall up on the same moon. So no matter how far you are from your loved ones, you both will glance at the same moon, the same beautiful night sky. It’s crazy how it’s just distance that divides us, but the moon, although it may change shapes, is always constant and shines the same light.  The moon has always seemed to draw similarities to unfailing love. True love prevails. It has nothing to do with distance, and all to do with the realness of it. Like the moon, true love is constant in always shining the light to lead its lover through darkness. But like how the moon changes shapes, love might come through different forms, or one could even interpret that the love felt might be different eac

Life has been way too busy lately. But by Gods grace I’m busy in the best way. I’m involved with a lot of college events, and church events. I’m singing, acting, convening and so on. I’m so joyful to have the opportunity to do all of this!  But at the same time, I miss having a free day, just sitting with my mother and talking all day. I miss it when times were slow, and all I did was watch TV with my sister, or take my dog to the hospital. I don’t have any time at all now to do any of that. I always end up having to choose between how to spend my time.  Through my busy days, I grow as an individual and experience new things. During my free time I spend it with my loved ones and my pets, who pamper me with much love. It’s all about finding the balance. I make sure to spend some time with my family, even if I’m exhausted to the bone after a busy day. I love both parts of my life, and I’m not ready to lose either!

Social Media has its positives and negatives. But I’m sure we can all unanimously agree that it causes a lot of unnecessary issues. For example, until quarantine I never used Instagram. I downloaded it and created an account and used it to pass the time. I followed some celebrities who I loved. I liked keeping up with their lives and seeing who they really are other than the songs or movies they produce. But the downside- I watched these beautiful celebrities have the perfect face, with chiseled cheekbones and a strong, cut jawline. They had bodies which were deemed to fit into supposed standards. I’m someone who’s always been comfortable in my skin, but the next time I looked in the mirror, I could only point out every way how my figure did not stand a candle to those celebrities and models. This brought down my mental health to an all time low. Another example is, I would see my classmates out and having a great time with their own friends. This started to make me ungrateful about my

When I was younger, I used to enjoy being alone. I was an introvert with extreme social anxiety. The energy I needed to talk to strangers is the amount of energy one needs to run a marathon for the Olympics. I had only 1-2 friends, and even then, hanging out with them felt like such a task. Being alone was absolute bliss. I would have so much fun by myself. I also felt very free. I could do whatever I wanted. I could sit how I wanted, eat how I wanted, laugh how I wanted, and there was no shame to be felt.  However very recently, I’ve become way more outspoken and I want to make more connections, and not end my friend circle with 2-3 people. I talk to everyone I see, and I actually greet people rather than walking with my head down and hoping no one saw me walk by. I’ve improved..a lot. But ironically, the love I have for solitude hasn’t wavered a bit. Although I have wonderful friends and family, that I’m so eternally joyful about, I still find more comfort and peace alone. This time

Google defines Déjà Vu as the feeling that one has lived through the present situation before. Déjà Vu literally means - already seen. This phenomenon is something most individuals experience at least a few times in their lives. When one goes through moments of similar nature, they get the feeling like they’ve already been here before. It causes one to recollect the past memory of this incident involuntarily. This could be good, as in some cases people remember the past with a smile, but the majority frown upon the past. It is something to be left behind, but déjà vu forcefully causes you to remember.  So whenever my driver speeds a bit on the highway, I immediately think that my dad is the one driving, and I look at the driver seat and smile, and it slowly dawns on me that he’s no more, and it’s some random driver who’s name I don’t know, driving the exact same way that my dad used to. When I play charades with my friends, I am taken back to the lovely memories I had playing the same

 Gen Z these days love throwing around the word ‘depression’. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes it could be true, and with the way the world is right now, you may very well have depression. But not every individual in this planet has depression. Not every individual in this planet has chronic mental illnesses and needs therapy.  Due to the development in technology, we have the whole world in our hands through our phones. Although this is very helpful, self diagnosing and labelling yourself as something you’re not, and joining a community where people feed your beliefs, is one of the greatest negatives. A child who cries all day as his parents didn’t get him ice cream, claims he has depression. This is not an exaggeration, it is just how bad the situation is. So rather, if you feel you’re mentally ill, or have a problem, try to talk about it with people you trust, take their advice, rewire your brain and improve. This is how our parents and those before us dealt with it. Running to therapy

In a world where the element of constant doesn’t exist, and time is ever so fleeting, fictional characters show the way to freedom. They help one escape reality, and make it seem as if the element of constant does exist in this world. People may leave you in the dust, but a character cannot.  A character from a book, movie or cartoon, who the readers or audience can relate to, becomes their best friend. That character can give them comfort more than actual people around them. We feed our own delusions of the said character being real and give them life. The beauty of this, is that that character won’t leave you. That character is going to be present there, right there in your favourite book or movie, saying the same dialogues, always. We look for something constant. something to hold onto. But such doesn’t exist in this world, other than God himself. So we resort to obsess over things that don’t exist.  I wouldn’t say that this obsession is wrong, as I sit here typing out this blog in

 Individuals who belong in the ages from 18-25 go through much trials and tribulations during this period. They are young adults, who have barely matured and are still healing from their teenage years. These innocent beings will now have to face making huge decisions, decisions which will set out the path of their entire life. These decisions include selecting the right career path, spouse, and other priorities. I mean these are big big decisions. And the downside, these are the years when these individuals are allowed face the world on their own. Most parents let their kids belonging to these age groups to be more independent and make their own decisions. This makes it even harder for them. There is no rule book to define what’s wrong and what’s right. Life is a book and they have sole custody of the pen now, and it can be both exciting and scary. So, with much freedom comes much mistakes as well. And much mistakes should not be made in making life decisions. This is what makes it eve

Yes you, the one who’s reading this, maybe you’re the problem. Maybe you’re the reason why your life is upside down. At the risk of sounding harsh, let me explain why right away. You see we humans are built in such a way, that we always only fend for ourselves. We never automatically look out for others, we focus on keeping ourselves safe. Ourselves happy. Ourselves, ourselves and ourselves. We make everything about ourselves. We find it so hard to even open our eyes to another’s feelings. Thus, when we meet someone and have a problem with them, our immediate solution is to cut them out of their lives and paint them as the ultimate villain in the story, and ourselves like the righteous hero and we start believing that it is the truth. We cannot even fathom the slightest possiblity, that maybe a part of the reason why things go wrong could be our fault too. This causes serious repercussions and makes us lose bonds that may have meant to last forever. Let me give you a personal input. I

That title is a little dramatic, but hear me out. Yesterday we had our Korea day. that is, our Korean class celebrates one day as Korea day every year, to honour Korean culture, music and traditions. As we were decorating the place, and preparing ourselves for our guests’ arrival, our Sir graciously sponsored our lunch. He  got us 100 pizzas, meaning we all had 1 pizza each. I remember just smiling and giving him that inevitable thank you that slipped from my mouth, and my friends and I sat and started eating. However, the girls sitting in the table next to us were so excited about the pizza, that they were making plans on how they can combine all their pizzas together, so that they all could get more somehow. They were almost jumping of excitement, as each pizza was laid next to them. The sight of that caught my attention. I remember being there. Right at that place, with that emotion, with that smile. Finding the utmost joy in little things. But life took over, and for the past 3 yea