To proudly owning every bit of my story!

I have often heard people say that New York is a place where you are never alone, yet you are always on your own. In the last one year, I have realized that it is the best way to describe not only this city but also the early stages of adulting. One year ago, I …

A small girl across the street, leaning by the window Looks at me just the way I do Does she actually exist, Or is she a fragment of my imagination, My madness, I look for my childhood in her I search for the dreams and hopes I search a fashion designer, A photographer, a painter …

Know your worth…

When you see nothing but darkness all around, And you reach out for help, but no one comes around. When you lose all the hope, And feel lost like never before. When you are shaken to the core, And shattered into pieces, but no one knows. When you know what is wrong with you And …

What would you choose? Genuine inconsistency ? Or Fake consistency?

Sometimes all you gotta do is surrender. Not to people. But to time.