Dear Moving Day Saba,
Today, I got stuck in traffic.
It’s not a remarkable occurrence; this happens every day. No matter what roads I take or my destination – whether I’m sleepily cruising...
Dear “Naïve” Saba,
Today, I voted for the first time. In the rush of finishing (well, let’s be honest, beginning and finishing) my early college applications in the days leading up to end of October,...
Dear Kindergarten Saba,
Today is my last first day of high school. My brother and his friend are sitting in the backseat of my impossibly small car, laughing about the videos they’re watching on their...
“Avengers: Infinity War” Spoiler: Superheroes are real people too.
The end of my junior year was dominated by two things: cramming inefficiently for APs and subject tests and eagerly anticipating...
Being the diligent reporter that I was, my ninth-grade self was running late to my interview. Trotting down the steps that led to the Marshall Pool, chastising myself for losing track of time yet again,...
I guess you could say that it started with a song.
Like every summer hit it made its way onto the airwaves in late May and had taken the radios by storm within a few weeks. Naturally, by the time summer...
When my parents moved to the United States after graduating from high school forever ago, they never expected to not be able to visit their first home.
My mom made the conscious decision to move here...
