How I feel about being an Indonesian hijabi in Harvard.
Seeking Spring
Have you ever heard or experienced a love story where one person received so much love but they couldn’t give anything back? Think of the second lead in a Korean drama who is so devoted to the object of their affection but lost the race to the main lead. That kind of love. The one […]
Seeking Spring
“There is no place for you here,” Failure declares, direct with no-nonsense in her voice. She holds a clipboard with hundreds of names written in neat rows on crisp white paper, and it appears she found my name there. She smiles, and it doesn’t reach her eyes. “Thank you for trying, regardless. Perhaps I’ll see […]
Letter to Athena
The other day, I wrote how it’s okay that people come and go. It was shared around on Instagram for a bit, because many of you were able to resonate with this idea that some people are meant to be in your life to fulfill a specific purpose. To make you laugh. To make you […]
Seeking Spring
“Life is like commuting. I like it, but it’s a lonely journey. We meet new people, and then we leave, on to the next destination. Is that a bad thing?” I sit back and wonder, reflecting on the last 22 years of my life. The only truthful answer I could give was to my friend’s […]
Seeking Spring
if only i had not donned my righteous cloak and had casted shadow over your name i would have been free from this depravity that holds me for eternity (someone burn this cloak because the high road had done nothing but hurt me so)
Seeking Spring
“I used to love it.” My voice was unmistakably wistful, and it was only after I admitted it out loud that the feeling of longing intensified. I flipped through the book in my hands – a beautiful thing authored by a friend I made in Harvard – trying to imagine if I would have had […]