When I first setup this blog many years ago, back in the heady days of A-level English, History and Politics; it was mainly in response to my financial worries regarding university. I was part of the unlucky year. The first set of students to not receive the educational maintenance allowance and the first to have…Read more Looking Back
As I stepped off the bus after an exhausting day at an assessment centre, I heard someone calling my name. It was a former tutee's father and he began to discuss the current situation he was facing with his son. To uni, or not to uni. He was of the opinion that going to university…Read more To Uni, Or not to Uni?
My Grandmother’s Kitchen The numb stone floor thuds against my shoe As my fingers graze the stained wood-mix worktops. I can see Mum searching for plastic bags In the shed that I used to play in. Triumphant, she comes in clutching An array of cobalt, green and white. “We will be leaving soon,” she says,…Read more My Grandmother’s Kitchen
It is that time of year when if you manage to drag yourself out of bed at a decent time, then your journey to university is usually a crisp and cold one that gradually brightens as you get closer to your destination. The illusion of happiness is therefore created as you finally step through the…Read more Gloves Didn’t Help
I see Malli standing at the water’s edge Mouth open in shock as the foam of the waves attacks his soles His arms tight around his chest. Nikhil is seated in the sand. An eagerly dug hole holds him prisoner. Golden grains Trap his tanned arms. He looks up at his brother, who’s accusing the…Read more Sonali
Despite what the profile photo of my avatar may suggest, I do not spend my days in sunny climates basking in the radiant sun whilst lounging on the upper deck of a Catamaran. I don't travel often and like most people, this isn't due to a lack of desire but more due to the emptiness…Read more Away…
During this time of year, the world goes a little mad. This madness has only increased in recent years as materialism increases. I am of course talking about the Boxing Day sales. Living in the UK, I remember the days that I would awake in the morning to find bags of clothes that my parents…Read more 0% Sale