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Be your own biggest well-wisher

My uncle recently had a wheelchair run over his foot. It hurt his leg badly and he was in severe pain. He was unable to walk. He finally took some painkillers to ease the pain. The pain was numbed, so he began walking again instead of resting his leg. The wound hadn’t healed yet so his foot began to swell and he had to finally stop walking for sometime and...

Continue Reading 19 Feb 2017

A 9 point letter to parents

Dear Parents,

Continue Reading 18 Feb 2017

I have a confession.

Sometimes, when someone says something hurtful to me, I freeze. I can’t open my mouth and protect myself. Then before I know it tears are streaming down my cheeks. The person who said those things would have moved on and I would still be left going over it in my mind. Thinking of the hundred different ways I could have responded. Maybe I should have said something insulting back? Maybe...

Continue Reading 17 Feb 2017

Next!

When I was in 1st grade I used to look at the 3rd grade kids in awe and wonder when I could achieve their coolness. They were reading entire stories! When I reached 3rd grade I realised it wasn’t that great and I actually just want to get to 5th grade where we get to write with pens instead of pencils! My friends and I used to dream about being...

Continue Reading 14 Feb 2017

My siblings and I

I don’t remember a time before my younger brother was born. All my childhood memories have him firmly attached to it. That’s not the case with my youngest brother though. I have memories in which he is not there. I was six when he was born and I still clearly remember when I was told that I have another baby brother. I still remember rolling his name around my tongue,...

Continue Reading 11 Feb 2017

The World' and Leaving Our Mark

Today I was feeling unusually down and depressed. You know that vulnerable state you find yourself in every now and then, where you don’t know what’s happening and can’t figure out how to make it hurt less? Yeah that. I remembered this piece I’d written a few months back and turned to it for comfort.

Continue Reading 07 Feb 2017
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