Musings

Still Pretty Great

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A photo of heart-shaped balloons in the air.

Alternative Title: I Kissed Dating Goodbye. (Shaurraut to all my babes raised in purity culture. We will overcome!) I write this as I prepare to bury myself in a binge-read of an eight-book romance series. I have not even begun but it’s taking me a lot of effort not to squeal every time I think […]

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First Impressions

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first impressions

When I decided to go back to school after I had just finished school, even I wasn’t sure what I was doing. But I was okay with being in school; the school environment is comfortable for me. What I am not comfortable with is meeting new people. Starting from scratch. Smiling at strangers. Squirming in […]

Stories

Next Door

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Next Door

The first time you meet him, you are bent over a bucket, with your sweatpants rolled up to your lower thighs, a satin scarf tied around your head in the same way your grandmother ties hers and your fingers wrinkling. It is Saturday and you are washing two weeks’ worth of laundry—bedsheets and towels included. […]

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The Way We Love

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Love, I always thought, was something that just happened to you. You didn’t have much of a say in it. You weren’t the boss of it. When love spoke, you listened and you didn’t ask questions. Or you could, if you were ready to receive silence in return for your curiosity. Love, it just was. […]

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Home

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You walked into her bedroom-her bedroom with the light in every corner and the pretty, somewhat delicate, lavender curtains- and found her curled up in the beanbag chair she bought at Nakumatt almost a year ago. The price had been wild, to you, not her, and you had asked her why she would want a […]

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Unrequited

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The way these things end depends on a variety of things. The weather. The place. The state of our hearts and whether we knew each other’s favourite colours. Or the shape of each other’s dreams. My favourite colour was blue and you knew this. You made a point of making sure I knew that you […]

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Girls Need Girls

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I remember being 13 years old, in Class Seven and in boarding school for the first time. I remember retiring at night to my metal bed in Mississippi Dorm and laughing with my cube mates till House Mother stalked in, annoyed and yelling, with a kitambaa tied around her head. I remember Emma, the lovely, […]

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Of Sex and Heartbreaks

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You will set a date to meet approximately twelve times. Because, you know, we’re all busy adults with things (and people) to do and places to be. No, it doesn’t matter that all you do outside boring lectures delivered by wizened, bespectacled men and women with the prefix ‘Dr.’ on their name