I grew up as the “shy and silent” type, got INTP in my personality test, and envied my outspoken counterparts. Why couldn't I make conversations as easily as they could? Soon enough, “I am just shy” became a euphemism for me.

As final year inevitably rolls to a close, we seniors find ourselves torn between two worlds. In an effort to get our lives together before we officially begin adulting, we often end up adopting unintentional personas - some of which tend to be outright kooky, to say the least! Quirky classmates make for a great read, and thus, I give you the 6 types of soon-to-be-graduates.

Are you tired of wasting money at a parlour and ending up looking like Casper's relative? Do you hate looking off fleek in your selfies? Then worry no more, because here's a noob's guide to makeup.

Eyebrows are basically the fancy frames around the windows to the soul right? Those two caterpillar-like things on our faces have always had some kind of cult status with endless trends slipping in and out of the picture and their maintenance is always highlighted.

How incredible would it be if you could acquire essential skills for graphic designing, social media marketing, programming, and even learn academic subjects like English without having to make arduous journeys to and from coaching centres or seminars? Wouldn't it be even more amazing if you could gain all these skills at your own pace and in your native language?

Are dreams really as bizarre as they seem to be? Or are they somehow connected to our life? Even scientists haven't yet been able to pinpoint why we dream and what its exact purpose is.

Look, I like my mother. I think she has made invaluable contributions to my life. Now that I've got myself off the minefield, let's talk about her cooking. Her cooking skills are by no means bad, and I have no problem eating meals prepared by her.

We've all contemplated visiting “developed” countries. Some amongst us have been able to check it off their bucket list already while others still look forward to a drive through streets free of scads of garbage and potholes.

The irony is that the saying 'honesty is the best policy' is a lie in itself. A more accurate saying would be 'honestly is the best policy only during opportune circumstances in which it is required'.

If you had seen what I saw in the span of 7 days, you'd be grateful for every little thing in your life that doesn't go wrong. With the curiosity and vigour of a youth who gets to go out of this wretched city after a year, I embarked on a trip with my father.

Life lasts for a long, long time. As you stumble along the great road before you, you'll experience uncountable moments of joy and turmoil. As we grow, we'll relax in the highs, but during the lows?

Part-time jobs have become popular amongst the country's youth to such an extent that it is now considered a norm. There is a vast range of opportunities in the form of jobs such as tutoring, working as a teacher's assistant or barista-ing at a local coffee shop.

Last Thursday, I got ready for yet another long drive and by a long drive I mean the regular commute to my bidirectional university, Dokkhin Uttor.

In the melancholic humdrums of a hectic city, we are like rusty old machines gruellingly running from one job to the next.

As depressing as it may be to see your dreams slip off your fingertips, you have to get things together and make some of the most crucial decisions that you have ever made.

Excluded, ignored, underprivileged – whatever we say, it only leads to one meaning: being left behind. Even in the most hopeful time for our nation, when all children should have access to education and healthcare, there are many who have neither.

There are different kinds of inequalities affecting the lives of children around the world. In fact, 1 in 10 children lives in a conflict zone, over 400 million live under poverty line, and 150 million have some form of disability.

Going through my old belongings, I found a series of half-written princess notebooks that had once been christened as “My Diary”. And flipping through the pages, every pivotal turn that I had left way back in time look up at what I am now. Taking a few pages from the life of a typical girl, I saw how the stories unfold.

Is your significant other doing you a heckin distress? Are you having trouble concentrating on your studies because they haven't returned your call yet nor have they replied to your text even though they were “active 5 minutes ago”? Stress no more, fam. I am here to help.

I have always had very particular tastes in food. I'm someone who has always loved korolla, but you cannot get me to eat something like jhinga, a vegetable that is universally acknowledged for being, well, not bitter.