Why I Ride Solo

It was New Year’s Eve 2017 and the party I was supposed to go to fell through. It seemed as if it were too late to ask anyone if I could crash their plans. Trust me, if you know me, then you know I have no problem inviting myself to whatever is going on. I…

Don’t Swipe. Don’t Ask

Dear Guys Who Don’t Get It, Thanks to the new age of #SwipeLife, people think they can just ask whatever they want without having to deal with the consequences. You can simply unmatch with the person and never hear from them again. Let me just explain why it is not okay to ask someone extremely…

Bring a Brother to Date Night- Jeez, Please Don’t

This was probably one of those dates where I truly wanted to give up on the whole idea of dating. I honestly can’t believe just how ridiculous it was. There I was on Plenty of Fish going about my day when a cute guy sent me a message. He seemed nice and we got to…

No One Wants a Complicated F*ckBoy

Oh the many joys of online dating. When people don’t actually put what they want. Plenty of Fish has all the options for what you are looking for: Hangout Long-Term Dating Friends And if that isn’t clear enough, the app provides with even more options: I’m looking for Casual Dating/No Commitment I want to date…

When You Are Married, You Can Do Whatever You Want

As a first generation Bengali American, it was hard growing up. Like many people in America, most of us are first generation American born. We grow in a house of one culture while still trying to learn to customs of the outside world. One of the biggest struggles I had in my house was honestly……

Visible Scars

I never thought about visible scars being a blessing… I think sometimes people look at me and think I’m too weird, too silly, too immature, or too reckless. But I think to have visible scars, people also think, “Wow she went through some trauma… Wow, she can laugh the way she does after going through…

5 Senses Into the Future.

It is 1:35am and I woke up crying. I didn’t understand why. My mom is sleeping next to me, so I couldn’t even cry out in the pain or agony that I felt in my heart. I wanted to get up and write in my journal, but I did not want to wake my mom up. I didn’t want to pick up my phone because I felt like I would never fall asleep if I did. I had so many thoughts running through my mind and all I could think about is, “This is it. This is the moment you write about. If you don’t write it now while it is still raw in your soul, you will forget. It’s now or never.” That is how this became my first blog post.