I wish I could see myself the way you spend moments looking at me. The way your eyes gaze over my every movement as I get ready as if you’ve never seen this dance before. “I love watching your process,” you gently whispered in the hollow of my neck before putting on the Tiffany’s necklaceContinue reading “Look of Wonder”
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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.Continue reading “To: My Best Friend By Blood & Choice”
Home is Where the Heart Beats
As I’m boarding yet another plane to go home I almost stopped to question what that even meant to me at this point. I find myself so busy that my apartment has become somewhere I get my 8 hours of beauty sleep. So in reality do I even consider that “home”? According to the dictionary,Continue reading “Home is Where the Heart Beats”
The Bengali Belle 