It’s an "about me" section so I guess I could tell you about myself and how I have brown eyes and black hair and how I’m just another college student living in a big big world that, at times, feels so small. I guess I could tell you how I’m super Indian and how I love beautiful things, whether it’s the very first lyrics in a song or the way the corners of your mouth go up a little when you smile. I guess I could tell you my dreams, how I hope to be filthy rich one day and travel the world because there’s simply so much to see and so much I want to do. I guess I could tell you how I have an immense passion towards words and the way we use them and that is the main force that drives me when running this blog. I guess I could tell you about my personal life and about what makes me want to get out of bed in the morning and what allows me to cry in the shower where my tears can’t be seen. I guess I could tell you a lot of things, but then I wouldn’t know where to start. I live a simple life. It just requires a lot of thought. Join me as I attempt to figure it out.
In the past week, I’ve heard my father say, “Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un” three times. Three phone calls. Three deaths. None of the people were people I had met or remembered, but still.
"Surely we belong to God and to Him shall we return."
"All of Me" - John Legend
"You’re my end and my beginning, even when I lose I’m winning…"
It’ll be 10, maybe 15, years from now and you’ll be sitting by yourself one day in a coffee shop or on your favorite part of the couch in your home and somehow your mind will come to the thought of me.
Something will remind you of me, whether it’s a similar face or an ambiance around you that we once spent together. And then you’ll think of me, hopefully with a smile on your face and a daze in your eyes, and you’ll remember our time together.
Maybe you’ll ask yourself, “Was it worth it?” or “Was it worth it giving that up?”
And selfishly enough, a part of me will want you to say no, that it wasn’t worth it and that you never should have left. And then there’s that other part in me, the part you once loved, that will want you to say yes.
"Yes, it was worth it."
"Yes, I needed to have left."
"Yes, it mattered."
"Change Your Life" - Iggy Azalea ft. T.I.
you can find me singing to this in my car every day of the week
After a couple days of listening to him talk, I became curious enough to ask if this myth regarding love was really true. And thus I asked, “Do you remember your first meeting with her?”
"Yes, of course," he said with a shy grin. His voice grew quiet.
"It was a typical friend of friend type of thing. We met at a birthday dinner. She arrived late and unknowingly sat beside me. I was talking to the birthday boy when our appetizers arrived and that’s when I turned to see her face. She was beautiful."
"So, did it happen?" I asked.
He gave me a puzzled look.
"You know, love at first sight?" I questioned between a smile.
He laughed. “You know, all my life I never believed in that. How can someone fall into something so deep with a single glance?!”
"So it didn’t," I stated with a tinge of sadness.
"No, no, it did. One turn of the head, one look, and something came over me that till this day, I can’t explain. Suddenly, I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe. And I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. I can’t describe it. But one look, and I was in love. So yes, it happened. And yes, it exists."