Amidst the hustle of university life I stop by an “On the Go” shop that sells pizza slices, cookies, milk, coffee and etc. Conveniently, it was on my way to the library. I adjusted the heavy straps of my backpack Continue reading
Nine year old beads
Nine years ago my sister, Aamna, made these blue beads out of clay. She had originally made a necklace out of them for her class project. There were however many beads that were left unused.
The Bus Terminal
My shoes pound the cement bus platform at South Common bus terminal. I weave my way between clutters of commuters. My left hand steadies my bad and right hand clutches my cell phone and transfer for the next bus. All with the speed and agility that only Jason Bourne could match. Continue reading