Autumn

Falling leaves. Brown and burgundy. Long nights and short days. Cuddled under a blanket. Hot chocolate. Coats and boots. Brollies and scarves. Pumpkin spiced latte. Chilly and crispy. Clouds and mist.  The truth is I’m a summer time girl. I live for the sunshine, the long days, and the adventures abroad. In London, moods are … More Autumn

My uni experience

I attended one of the top universities in the UK, a Russel group university to be specific. For those who may not be familiar with this term, a Russel group university is one of twenty-four research intensive universities in the UK. It was a privilege to attend such a prestige university especially being a female … More My uni experience

Pursue

Pursue I liked Adrian a great deal and I wanted to ask him out for ‘coffee sometime?’ but all of my friends were determined that I do not pursue him. “It’s the 21st century girls,” I had stated an obvious fact to my two friends who sat comfortably in my living room, sipping on iced … More Pursue

Survive

“I need you,” Angela sobbed. “You don’t. You’re better off without me.” “I need you to survive.” “Oh, stop being so goddamn dramatic Angela,” Adam snapped. Adam’s eyes darted around the cafe they were sat in. Although it was a fairly spacious cafe, it felt too small with the stuffy men and women in their … More Survive

Catapult

Catapult Altab Ali, a young Bangladeshi man, was murdered on the 4th of May 1978 whilst walking home from work through East London in a racially motivated killing. He had been murdered by three teenagers who had chased him down Bricklane and stabbed him to death near Aldgate station. His murderers did not know him, … More Catapult

Friendship

Friendship: the emotions or conduct of friends; the state of being friends. I think it’s fair to say that we have all experienced friendship at some point in our lives –some more than others and some lasting longer than others. But it hurts when your best friend is suddenly someone else’s best friend. I knew … More Friendship

Descend

I descend the stairs as fast as my legs can carry me, rush towards the door and push it open. His familiar scent invades my nose – a faint cigarette smell mixed with expensive cologne. With a flick of the switch, I see his desk in the centre of his modern, sleek office and head … More Descend