First Love

When I ask you to name your first love, I’m hoping you eagerly say your own. Imagine how beautiful it would be if your heart was proud of itself? If it remembered that the Universe gave up time with the moon and sun to create you from its celestial pieces. All this magic, just so…

Ami Bangali (I am Bengali)

Where are you from? That question is possibly the most familiar chorus I’ve heard my entire life. From people all over this country to those who speak my mother tongue. My question is where do I start? The early days when my khaki wrapped the shari around me and adorned me with gold necklaces bigger…

Fluent Language

I see the way you look at me. Singing love songs with your eyes. Undressing my soul where I’m left with no choice but to show you everything I keep hidden from the world. Our eyes speak novels to each other our words could never muster up. This language is unfamiliar to me but never…

Relationships in 2019: All That Podcast Featuring Yours Truly as a Guest

So recently, on Facebook my friend Khyrie posted a comment about reaching a certain financial marker before thinking about marriage. From there we talked and he invited me to be a guest on his podcast, All That Podcast. The podcast has an audience of thousands from 15 different countries. We talk love, relationships, cheating, men…

A Song For You

As I boarded the plane my stomach felt like it was doing cartwheels and my anxiety seemed to be climbing a mountain with every minute. This wasn’t a bad feeling but more of an over excitement of seeing you after so long. It felt like ages had passed by since I last touched your face…

Where The Wild Things Are

This post a little over due. I’ve been so consumed with the craziness in my life, I haven’t given any time to my love for writing and this blog. So, for Thanksgiving week I was thrown out of my element and went on an RV camping trip. The RV was nice, but I had never…

Gone With The Wind

As I just sat on the plane watching strangers pass by, I keep playing the look on your face as I walked away. You didn’t say much but your eyes gave me a novel. I can feel the tight grip wrapped around my heart, squeezing me so hard not allowing me to breathe as the…

Serendipity

It’s 7 a.m. and I’m staring outside my window at the W Hollywood wishing I didn’t have to leave. I’m looking around my room wishing I could stay with you another night. Never did I imagine that a love and hate relationship would turn into just love. I almost felt like I was leaving myself…

To: My Best Friend By Blood & Choice

It was a nice breezy September morning in 1997 as the wind hit my face to welcome me to my first day of Kindergarten. Daddy was holding my hand as he walked me trying to make me feel better about the first day I would be away from him and mom for the entire day….