How can I, knowing of my brother who is being stolen at a desolate train station, and my sister being made to sell her body, continue to live a life of privilege? Rather, to live a life of privilege without using that privilege for good? For something more than fulfilling my own needs? For in the big scheme of things, how is my '9-5' job, weekly gym routine and grocery shopping contributing to the needs of the wider world? There is so much that needs to be fixed. And if thos

As a seventeen-year-old who was like every other teenage girl at the time, I once opened a book before going to bed, and read the first few of its many pages, out of genuine curiosity. I had heard that reading the words within, brought “sukh” (peace) into one’s life. The book contained Guru Arjan Dev Ji’s Sukhmani Sahib; it was a gutka, presented to me a couple of years earlier, as a gift from an elderly relative. Having no fluency in reading the Gurmukhi script, I, of cours

Architecture isn't easy. I spend more time on public transport, than I do in bed. (Well, used to - thank God I'm done with it... For now!) But every time I'm stressed the point of tears, I try to look at myself from the third person, and just end up laughing at myself! Haha. We think everything is such a big deal... But so what if I don't get this assignment done on time? I'll fall behind; my grades won't be the highest - but as long as I'm trying my best (which I think I