Being Berrak
18 Years in the Making
On December 18, 1995, my plane landed at Dulles International Airport in Virginia. The very first thing I remember is looking up and seeing 4:43 PM. That’s my first memory of being an…
I Put Pen to Paper – And This Is What Came Out
I couple of weeks ago, I grabbed my notebook and pen, went to a coffee shop and sat down to write. This is one of the things that came out. So here is…
Just A Spoonful of Nutella
I can’t even tell you how many times I logged into my blog, re-read my old posts, looked at the drafts and then just closed the tab. Because life has been overwhelming, both…
The Cost of Ignoring Your Gut Instinct
When my gut told me that I should keep pushing for my dream because it made me happy and it just felt real, I almost ignored it. The outside voices were louder. The…
When The Chips Are Down, It’s Time to Bet on the Only Sure Thing: Myself
I will not lie. Things have been fucking unbearable the last 3.5 months. Nearly impossible to handle. It felt like the Universe was lying to me all along – I couldn’t make it…
On Turning 28
Somewhere along the way, I got the writer’s block of a lifetime when it comes to my emotions. I used to be really good at reflecting, figuring out what makes me tick, and…
On Turning 27
My birthday kind of sneaked up on me this year. Last year, I crowd-sourced my birthday blog. 26 has been kind of a crazy year for me with a lot of ups and…