The vision of lavender is rather uplifting - it stands delicately tall among the rest, but it is not intimidating either. I adore its confrontation. In fact, I look forward to it.
Aunties go from asking you about school and your career plans to rooting out prospective husbands.
The infamous phrase, "You've had your fun. Now it's over", rings true in such instances.
Every person's creative process is different; mine needed a plan.
Where did that wedding juice come from? What is it made of? We may never know.
They're not just a useless trinkets to me - each object holds a profound memory.
There's nothing wrong with letting people see you cry. Feelings are not a sign of weakness!
The fact that I was the only person in the room who had any personal rooting to the story, a story that didn’t fit in the Western Canon, made me feel more protective of these cultural narratives.
But here I am at 3 AM, writing these words. Is it still poor time management if I consciously plan to be productive after midnight?
I can stand on my own, even though I would prefer not to, all because of the lessons that they have enriched in me.
I know everyone and their mother is already asking what your next steps are, and it's probably reached a fever pitch, now that you've got your diploma in hand.
As I am stuck in the US with no way of going back to my country, I wonder if I have a home after all.