My dad has been driving a yellow cab around NYC for the past twenty-five years. The yellow vehicle has become his second home; even though it’s a color I despise. He came to the US when he was twenty years old with approximately 100 dollars in his pocket. He has his own James Bond story, … Continue reading Daughter of a New York Taxi driver
The worst kind of pain is the one where you can't express yourself. Where words transform into tears and your voice starts to crack. You feel that lump in your throat and it expands with every passing second. Where your heart is bleeding and you can't tell anyone. Where you have so many people around … Continue reading Understanding pain
My mom had thyroid problems and she had a surgery. I don’t know the details but I know she said she had hypothyroidism. Hypothyroidism is when your thyroid gland can’t produce enough thyroid hormone to keep the body running. Thyroid hormone regulate the body's metabolic rate controlling heart, muscle and digestive function, brain development and … Continue reading Fat shaming….
I’ve lost track of how many pranks I’ve played on my dad, and I can say proudly that majority of them took a weird turn. I remember one time I saw this challenge online where you randomly go up to your dad and say, ‘I love you.’ Now that’s not something I would say all … Continue reading Undeniable love