Trying to finish college is difficult when you work full-time.

I felt relieved that they were not going to change my name because the sound T-Y-S-O-N was quite pleasing and I had begun to recognize it. My brother was named Bolton by our new master.

When I had seen her, first time, in Farzana’s house, I could not take my eyes away from her dark complexion that was shining in the heat, typical Muslim features with obviously prominent nose line.

He is stuck to my mind; his smile is dangerous and it sometimes surprises you and sometimes annoys you.

A poem based on a college student’s view of his peers.

What are the easiest and the most difficult things in life? Can we define a happy life for other people?

My life at school today.