Sweeet Shop I am the pearl of insulin upon the sliver of steel, Clear and pungent. I can take you back to the days when you roamed in the grass Like a freshly emerged butterfly Until your body refused to obey and you had to come indoors To blood tests, syringes and Pampers. But now,…Read more Sweet Shop
A couple of years ago I wrote a post on the importance of aspirations and dreams. Back then, I was in what now feels like the rose tinted world of A-levels. Rose tinted because despite the hard work and heavier timetable, my aspiration back then was to get into a good university. That goal is…Read more Your Dreams, Aspirations and Motivations
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
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
What happens when you wake up and find that your house has been flattened by an airstrike? Sitting in cloudy old London, these thoughts probably never enter our thoughts. Yet how fickle are our minds when barely a generation ago, Londoners were cowering in their shelters as planes rained havoc over their city. With this…Read more After the Rubble
Today is as good a day to make a comeback as any, I guess. The skies are a dismal grey, the grounds are a glistening black and the walls are wet, brown and dull. A typical post summer day in London then, which means for once I am looking forward to getting back to university in…Read more The First of September
I bumped into a person the other day who made my mind wander about the past. He was a lifelong friend of my maternal granddad and he remembered him fondly with the words, "he was the best person. I miss him a lot." This frank admission made me hope that I would live such a…Read more Interviewing The Past
Yesterday was quite a fun day at work. I was told to supervise a group of students taking part in a local 'Science Challenge' at my old college. The thing that appealed to me the most when I was given the description about the day was that I would simply have to be there. "Excellent,"…Read more A Science Filled Day For An English Student?
For the past four weeks, I have been teaching. Teaching is extremely different to tutoring. You can be a great tutor but that does not mean you will automatically be a great classroom teacher. I can almost imagine the hordes of teachers nodding their heads vigorously to this statement. They won't tell you but I…Read more A Teenage Teacher
The house has been in need of a printer for a few months now after the fairly recently purchased one went bust. I swear they seem to make purposely make them as fragile as a bird's skeleton. So I decided to surprise the family by buying one which I had found online and it came…Read more Revenge Is Best Served….Printed?
It seems as though I have been spending more time at home recently which means that I have been getting in the way of my mum a lot more than usual. So I have now gained a bit of experience in how to relax whilst avoiding the angry glare or lectures of the mother. Well…Read more Playing It Safe: What Not To Say To Mum
You may have found yourself at one point in your lives, staring at a blank room. An empty space to fill with whatever you decide. A double bed in the center, a bookshelf on the left, a painting on that wall; all these ideas swirl around your mind like fairy dust. Yet, it doesn't work…Read more Decorating Dilemmas