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Through the City of Pearls

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    We left at dawn and reached at 9 am, as a light shower greeted us. My head, the entire ride, was partially occupied by a murder-mystery called Purple Hyacinth which I had started reading the day before. The plot was immaculate, there was no fantasy to it which is why it felt even more realistic and the characters are very engaging. Also, there was this one passenger on the train with us who was grinning to himself, eyes glazed over. When he was casually scoping his surroundings he still had that goofy grin on and his eyes were unfocused. All the while, I was hoping I would see a sign that he has air-pods or earphones on because he was looking like a straight-up criminal (no offense, by the way because I look like one too whenever I am spaced out. Heck, I look possessed) he was wearing them so weirdly I couldn’t even tell but at least I won’t think badly about him.   The first day was only for sleeping because a certain member of my beloved family spent the entire ...

Cricket and Physics

    Again, this is a NEET-centric story taking place in the same classroom but during a different subject. That subject was physics and thankfully, the lecturer was a very chill and humorous person. Humorous lecturer or not, I still had no intention of attending those classes whatsoever. Normal physics was already driving me crazy so why would I think NEET physics would be all rainbows and sunshine? The weather was breezy and cool and none of the students looked like they remotely wanted to stay for another two hours in that dimly-lit classroom (one of the tube –lights said “ Sayonara* , losers. Enjoy the lesson in the dark”). The biggest perk that day was that the lecturer was very late and we had an additional one hour for a break. The principal wasn’t in the college that day and had left early, leaving her son as the in- charge (despite being as scary as his mother, he is very chill and easy-going.). You might be thinking that I could have skipped class that day since t...

Food. Glorious food

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  I love food. I believe that it is an extremely underrated blessing. Sometimes, even the most seemingly simple dish will overwhelm you with its delicious simplicity. For example, my mother had once made dal and mutton keema and let me tell you: I almost had tears in my eyes. It was peak deliciousness and I had never been so satisfied. My parents (most importantly, my esteemed father) used to always emphasize the importance of food and how blessed we are to get three, wholesome meals every day. If ever any of us kids were faced with a dish we weren’t impressed with…we still ate it anyway. I am not especially fond of organ meats yet every year it is cooked with the most appetizing way on every Eid. And if you think I snoop around the kitchen for a second option whenever it is cooked, you are absolutely wrong.  Under my father’s gaze, I eat it without a complaint. Funnily enough, all three of us (that is, me and my two sisters) do not agree with eating coconuts. It is different ...