That Girl.

She’s by the shores.
She’s watching the tides,
As they slam and retreat,
“My troubles that ride
Are finally taking a back seat.
They’re finally leaving my side.”

Childhood memories, turn to ash
Life relived, she remembers, “I’m free at last!”

No more broken glass,
There’s no more yelling.
I’m in this new world
What’s next, there’s no telling.

This place is unfamiliar,
Scary, but safe.
Even the sky here is clearer!
My soul is already forgetting the chafe.

There she comes, now she’s nearer.
Even though she’s scared,
She’s the new me,
And here, she’s set free.

When a home isn’t home, any other place will do.
In this school, I was alone, with the other 1,062.

I had heard the stories:
“Hostels are for the damned.
They’ll torture you till glory.”
But I was cursed, and these were the cards at hand.

Eventually, it got easier.
I stopped the internal war.
Eventually, I let my guard down,
And became happy to my core.

In this sense, life is funny.
That girl became wiser.
She now knows she wasn’t cursed
She now knows she was being nursed

I was in a crash course
And I didn’t even know it.
The Universe was teaching me
About love, and how to show it.

It’s true, it’s been a challenge
But sometimes you have to suffer.
You have to endure more than you can.
But today that kid is tougher.


Photo by Jonatán Becerra on Unsplash

What do you do for yourself?

I visited my aunt yesterday and spent the entire day with her and my cousins. She served me some snacks in the evening while I was working on my Mac. I think I was on Twitter, checking my feed when she asked me: “Sonia, what do you do for yourself?” Continue reading “What do you do for yourself?”

Thank you for June 22, 2013

On this beautiful morning of June 22nd, 2013, I’d like to thank the powers of the Universe for allowing me to feel and see the wonderful world that we are blessed with!

In the past few months, in various ways, I have learnt that mornings are the best and most important part of one’s day. I know that if I sleep on early, I tend to like my early mornings. I definitely know that I enjoy not having to rush outside the door, struggling to get to work (or school) on time. The problem with my mornings was that I was not doing anything specific on the few days that I was able to see daybreak. Hence, for the first time today, I have decided to swim before breakfast. This is part of my new morning ritual. I chose to start small.


I’m coming home … coming home! Tell the world that I’m coming home!!

The 1/2 hour drive home from Hope feels so long when you’re excited to get home and meet your loved ones after over a month! and .. the radio plays .. I Wanna Go Home by Michael Buble. *singing: I’m lucky I know, but I got to go home* Today has brought back memories from days in boarding high school. That last day of school when my grandpa would finally reach Dehradun after a two-day journey by train from Mumbai. And I would pack up everything I thought I needed (and not needed) for the next two months with family. My heart would beat so fast soon as I saw my grandpa’s rickshaw approaching the girls hostel. My feelings today have been somewhat similar.

I loved exploring British Columbia in a way I didn’t think possible and sis the kind of work that I find most satisfying. Hopefully, I was able to make a positive different in the lives of everyone I met. I have nothing but gratitude for everyone who made all the experiences on this trip possible for me.

With all my heart, I thank you!