Book 12: Why Fish Don't Exist by Lulu Miller Maybe such unruly persistence is beautiful. Maybe it is not mad, after all. Maybe it is the quiet work of believing in Good. Of believing in a warmth, which you know does not exist in the stars, to exist in the hearts of fellow humans. Maybe... Continue Reading →
How does one talk about death to a man who is infirm? What does one say? So many of my teenage years were at their house, listening to CF’s father talk about unions, mathematics, and with me, writing. Her parents were “cool enough” back then to allow both girls and boys to hang out in... Continue Reading →
Book 11: I Who Have Never Known Men by Jaqueline Harpman Written in the 1970s, this book became popular due to GenZ TikTok, and as a millennial, for some strange reason, I hope that the privileged sections of GenZ will do what millennials across the world have started - to dismantle the structures of neo-liberal... Continue Reading →
Book 10: Stoner by John Williams There is fervour in the reviews and recommendations of Stoner; people seem to think it is a fantastic book. They don't say much more than that. While I was reading it, I had forgotten its rave reviews until I reach smack dab in the middle of the novel. It... Continue Reading →
Lately, I have been battling a severe addiction to social media and to watching TV to the point that I am frustrated of being on it too much. I have also been wanting to sleep a lot, and I have been indulging in sleeping as much as I can. I could argue that this is... Continue Reading →
Book 9: Madonna in a Fur Coat by Sabahattin Ali At this point, I have forgotten who or what social media recommended this book to me. It was probably a GenZ trend, a poetry group where I am a lurker, or Reddit. Nevertheless, I went into this book the way you enter into gullies unintended;... Continue Reading →
These days, I tend to think a lot about the purpose of my life in an oddly mystical and spiritual way. I think about finding what makes my soul resonate and sing, and nestle myself into that space. Stories about people who have dedicated their lives to their passion inspire me once again. Greta Thunberg... Continue Reading →
One morning last week, I was looking forward to working from home. I thought that I would gather the pockets of time left over for myself and do something I enjoy -- read a book, watch a show, or start writing my new essay. However, due to the cloudy, grey downpour all day, I gave... Continue Reading →
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