I used to have a crush on this guy for a long time. It was one-sided, so no one, including the guy, knew. Or so I thought.

6 years ago, there was a girl trembling and shaking in front of her English teacher/ high school counselor’s office. Struggling to submit the last bit of my early application to Brown, I recalled…

It's been four years, but you don't forget memories of the person who was your first love. So, as a Valentine's tradition, I decided to take a trip down memory lane.

Thrice a week for five years — be it rainy or sunny, holiday or school day, busy or free, grandfather would drive me, on his rustic, old-fashioned bicycle, to violin classes.

Today marks the 20th summer of my life. I never really liked summer as much as I love winter, despite being born in summertime.