Childhood
Breaking Tradition: A Brown Girl’s Journey to Self-Discovery
The Weight of Expectations Growing up in a culture where tradition dictates your every move can feel like walking a path already carved by ancestors, with no room for detours. For many brown girls, particularly in South Asian, Middle Eastern, or other conservative communities, life is mapped out from birth—education, marriage, family, and servitude to expectations. The pressure to conform can be suffocating, leaving little room for self-exploration and personal ambition.
By Vincent Otiri2 years ago in Confessions
"Love Beyond Time"
It was a sunny summer evening, and I was busy fumbling with my old stuff. As I rummaged through our old trunk, a beautiful and huge flower printed photo album caught my eye. Its was a new album i bought last year for my family pictures which seemed to whisper stories of some kind of maharaja era. As I delicately opened the album i felt like i'm in 90's , there were tones of pictures of my father looking like a damnn hero of his outfits(i always though he could have worked for indian cinema),i too saw some pictures of my mother (always looking submissive),and then my grandparents ...they definitely looked like maharaja and maharani of that time, my grandfather with a big rifle in his hand(he was an army man) and my grandmother with tones and tones of gold jewellery ( rajput family dowry obsession perks),and then my eyes fell on a beautiful picture....a wave of nostalgia washed over me. Childhood memories came flooding back, and my eyes landed on a familiar face - my grandmother's...and she was holding me!!( the tiny me hehe).
By MUSKAN 2 years ago in Confessions
Unwavering Dedication… A Journey to the Pinnacle of Success!
Unwavering Dedication… A Journey to the Pinnacle of Success! Life is a journey filled with struggles, challenges, and countless twists and turns. Some paths are smooth, while others are riddled with obstacles. Some moments bring immense joy, while others test our resilience with pain and hardship. However, the moment a person decides to remain steadfast in pursuit of their goal, their journey toward success truly begins.
By Dipak Pawar2 years ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Liar
So, it's confession time. While I am sure that most people that follow my scribblings, poetic etchings and stories will not be so fickle to stop subscribing and reading because of this, there is the potential that you might. I have made peace with that.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Confessions
The Purity and Craziness of Kids: A Beautiful Paradox
Kids have an extraordinary way of seeing the world, blending pure innocence with delightful craziness. Their unique perspectives allow them to embrace life with an openness that often eludes adults. This article explores the purity and craziness of kids, highlighting how these traits coexist and shape their experiences.
By Rizumu2 years ago in Confessions
From the Storms of Failure to the Peak of Success
From the Storms of Failure to the Peak of Success Life is a continuous battle, a journey filled with obstacles that test our determination and resilience. Every individual aspires to achieve success, but before reaching that pinnacle, one must endure the harsh trials of failure. While some people crumble under the weight of setbacks, others use them as stepping stones to greatness. I have made my decision—I will succeed, for failure does not frighten me!
By Dipak Pawar2 years ago in Confessions
The Rebellious Spirit of a Brown Girl. Top Story - February 2025.
I belong to India where a lot of expectations are placed on brown girls. It entails carrying the burden of the "good girl" stereotype all the time. Society expects me to prioritize other people's viewpoints over my own, frequently at the expense of my goals and ambitions. It is rebellion to defend myself. Even if it costs me to respect people who are trying to destroy my life, I must keep quiet and listen. A girl already had so much pressure the day she was born. But what about the boys? Brown girls are always instructed to sit properly, not laugh loudly, not talk to boys and always be docile and soft. Why is a girl's gender the requirement to clean the house or be in the kitchen?
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
"The Faith in Hard Work"
"The Faith in Hard Work" While striving for a job, there have been numerous instances where I came so close, yet missed the opportunity at the final stage. However, I never blamed anyone. Instead, I worked even harder in preparation. I kept getting ready to prove myself over and over again. People would say, "A good job is not in your destiny," but I would smile and respond, "Destiny is shaped by hard work."
By Dipak Pawar2 years ago in Confessions
When Home Becomes a Prison: The Silent Suffering of Abused Children
Start writing...In every society, there are children who smile despite their pain, who hide their tears behind silent glances, and who live a childhood stripped of security and warmth. Domestic violence against children is not just a fleeting incident; it is a permanent scar that leaves psychological and emotional effects that may last a lifetime. Between screaming and beating, a child grows up learning fear instead of love, carrying with them a world full of brokenness that may shape their future. What are the reasons that drive parents to abuse their children? What are the consequences? And how can we change this painful reality?
By yusuf selho2 years ago in Confessions
My Dreams, My Existence!
My Dreams, My Existence! What are dreams? For some, they are nothing more than the fleeting images that appear when they close their eyes at night. For others, they are just words spoken casually, without any real commitment. But for me, dreams are my identity. They are not just my aspirations; they define who I am. My dreams are my existence! The day I saw my first dream, I realized it wasn’t just a random thought passing through my mind. It was a vision—a path leading to my future. But the world saw it differently. Some encouraged me, while others laughed and dismissed my dreams as mere illusions. “You can’t do this,” “It’s impossible,” “Your dreams are too big for you”—these words became a constant echo in my ears. But I refused to stop. I knew that my dreams were not just a fantasy. They were the seeds of my destiny, waiting to be nurtured with hard work and perseverance. People laughed at me, mocked me, and tried to pull me down. They ridiculed my ambitions and questioned my abilities. But their words did not weaken me; they only made me stronger. Because no matter how much someone belittles a dream, its value never diminishes. It remains as powerful as the person who believes in it. The more I chased my dreams, the more I discovered my true identity. With every step forward, I grew stronger, more determined, and more confident. The journey was never easy. I faced endless struggles, countless failures, and harsh criticism. There were days when everything seemed to be falling apart, when the obstacles seemed insurmountable, and when the world appeared to be against me. But in those moments, I reminded myself—if I give up on my dreams, I will be giving up on my own existence. My dreams are not separate from me; they are a part of my soul, my essence. No matter how many times I stumbled, I got back up. No matter how many times I failed, I tried again. Because I knew that success is not measured by how easily we achieve our goals, but by how fiercely we fight for them. Every struggle, every challenge, and every setback was just another step in my journey. They were not signs of my weakness but proof of my perseverance. Today, when I look back, I see the road I traveled—a road filled with hardships, disappointments, and sacrifices. But I do not regret a single step. Every challenge shaped me into the person I am today. Every failure taught me a lesson. Every rejection made me stronger. And every victory, no matter how small, reminded me why I started in the first place. I have realized that dreams are not just about achieving success. They are about discovering who we truly are. They are about pushing our limits, defying expectations, and proving to ourselves that we are capable of more than we ever imagined. Dreams are the fire that burns within us, the light that guides us, and the force that drives us forward. So, no matter what the world says, no matter how many obstacles come my way, I will never stop dreaming. Because my dreams are my strength. They are the foundation of my being. They are my existence. And no one can ever take that away from me!
By Dipak Pawar2 years ago in Confessions
I can't believe you are gone...
It is so difficult for me to write in the Albanian language because, in English, it feels like I can hide or transform the pain and fear with my fantasies. But today, a pain repeated itself once again and struck even harder. My heart nearly shattered from the pain and, for a moment, forgot to beat again. Then, a storm swept everything away, and a torrential rain began to pour furiously. Wild and blinding lightning illuminated the night in its darkness. The noise was so loud that it deafened all of humanity.
By Ina Zeneli2 years ago in Confessions
