Originally touted as a social platform intended to connect and reconnect people with one another, I cannot help but feel that Facebook is somewhat responsible for the decay of meaningful social interaction. Today, I discuss my need to bid adieu to social media platforms and how disconnection has allowed me to reconnect with my friends.
Every too often I find myself in a situation where I am too scared to commit to something because I am afraid I will fail at it. In today’s high paced world of insta success stories, what do you do if the fear of failure keeps you from even trying? Here is a little inspirational piece I wrote this time last year during my Miss Pinup Australia journey to keep me going. I hope it helps you too!
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Watching my grandmother comb her hair every morning after her shower was like watching a small ceremony. She would emerge from a hot steamy bathroom, her hair wet and slippery like a black snake draped over her betowelled shoulders. In reverent silence, She would glide towards the terrace with myself close at her heels carrying…… Continue reading Black Braids
Like me, my grandfather used to go by a nom de plume. He called himself Khan sahib Giraftaar: The captured. He was into student politics. He was loud and unapologetic. He once got socked in the mouth by a policeman at a pep rally against the Raj. He laughed; blood and spit bubbling in the corner…… Continue reading Nom De Plume