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I’ve been thinking for a while now about what I want this last blog post to be, and what I want to say. In all honesty, my enthusiastic personality warrants me to want to write a couple more blogs, but let’s be honest, that… Continue Reading →

Of the 10 to 15 times my phone rings each day, 90% of the time I don’t answer. Using the silent button on the side of my phone has become instinct. Because of this, I also get 10 to 15… Continue Reading →

Dancing is my solace. My rhythm has always found me. In the cacophony of Mumbai traffic, the cold winds of Delhi weather, or in an unknown song, a simple body wave, movement of my fingers and the tap of my… Continue Reading →

Here’s a short list of my pre-college experience over the summer, which involved me planning out my entire college experience in my notebook:   Step 1: Make friends   Step 2: Maintain a high GPA   Step 3: Join one of the thousand clubs that Penn State… Continue Reading →

Rheana. For the sake of this blog, let me introduce to you: Rheana. Sixteen, short, stranger. Her real name only serves my memory with guilt that I couldn’t remember it. I could have sworn that I took her number down and that… Continue Reading →

This one’s a little serious (and cringy). So bear with me. Here’s how this one’s going to work. I’m going to ask you a series of questions, and I want you to answer them honestly. You don’t have to tell anyone about… Continue Reading →

Choose a frame. Focus. Capture.   No seriously, do it. I know I did.   Ever since my parents gifted me my purple Polaroid camera when I was 16, I’ve been obsessed with taking pictures of just about everything. I carried it with me to birthday… Continue Reading →

What I’m about to do is paint you a super cheesy “image”. Ready? Go.   Imagine yourself in a pitch-black box. You’re surrounded by 4 walls and darkness, except for the small hole that’s drilled into the top of this box. Through that… Continue Reading →

There’s one thing you need to know to understand the context of this blog: the name. Why did I call this blog “The epxo Manifesto”?  Here’s the answer you weren’t expecting: my Instagram handle. When I first created my Instagram account in the 8th grade, I wanted my handle to be super cool (as… Continue Reading →