It came to my attention that my opinions were taken into dissection, and I honestly appreciate that because as I disclaimed - these are my opinions. I wrote in what I felt was objective, having said that, I was presented with views on how it seemed as a conformity to patriarchy mainly because my posts gave … Continue reading Subjectivity, Objectively.
FULL DISCLAIMER - This article is solely the opinion of the writer. As a follow up to my post yesterday, I would like to touch on a few things. The official statement from the involved institution has been released. Was this necessary? Of course, it's a standard procedure. But was it necessary for the girl … Continue reading Helen of Twitterverse
Which is a bigger crime, a group of boys talking nonsense or the girl who took the joke too far? In my personal opinion, both are at the same level or idiocy. Now I get that getting many followers can mean you get the chance of monetizing your social media account. But at what cost? In … Continue reading The Generation of Going Viral
I never expected this. Ever. But here goes... There was always this curiosity in me, but until last week, I've never pursued it. Mostly because I grew up in a society that only accepts heterosexual relationships. Sure, there were moments in college that I kissed girls on dares and a brief holiday where a cute … Continue reading Dancing Around the Rainbow
It's been a while since I found myself bewildered in an argument with my morality. Recently a good friend of mine confided in me about how his feelings for a girl was shut down, with the rejection he felt as if he lost a power within himself. We ended up materializing this predicament of his … Continue reading Love or Power?
Another semester ends, and I am bittersweet about the separation. As always. This semester was a much larger class than the one before, and I had the privilege to be there from day one. I can still remember the wide eyes everyone had, both scared and excited. Those eyes were present again minutes before the … Continue reading 8 Weeks of Art and Therapy
Tonight I lost a battle with my washing machine. Ridiculous as it sounds, I think my washer hates me. It refuses to spin the excess water from my load of laundry. James Arthur is playing on repeat... and I have this sinking feeling in the pit of my gut. I've been sober for roughly a … Continue reading Alternate Realities