Posts Tagged ‘Neiha’
By Neiha S Khan Lasharie, 11 June 2013
..this blue silenced them both. And it silenced the city too, as if a celestial body had decided to cloak everything in a transparent sheet of aquamarine, city lights shining through tints, distorted, making it look like small golden fairies were dancing every where.
By Neiha S Khan Lasharie, 13 March 2013
It’s hard for me to take good news at face value. I’m pretty sure I can’t be the only person to think this way – I lower my expectations about everything so much that I will refuse to believe that something amazing has happened to me until I have solid, tangible proof of it. Of course, that isn’t always possible. Not all good things are tangible.
By Neiha Lasharie, 7 February 2012
Try everything. A lot of people downplay the importance of names, but then why do you have people who change their names later on in life? Because a name is just that important – it is your identity beyond your personality, your talents, your ambitions and goals and accomplishments.
Neiha Lasharie, 4 Jan 2013
Phoebus Online is a magazine that thrives on giving young voices a platform – and this particular young voice is a livid one.
On Sept. 5, Jason Silva visited our school. For those who don’t know who he is, Jason has been described as a Wonder Junkie, an Epiphany Addict, a Remixer of Optimism, a Curator of ideas, innovation and awe, and a latter-day Carl Sagan. Here’s Neiha Lasharie’s blog post about her reaction to Jason’s visit.
Neiha Lasharie, 21 April 2012
I know a lot of people are into piracy – and not the fun, swashbucklin’, cutlass-wieldin’ kind of piracy either. I’m talking illegal downloads […]
Neiha Lasharie, 7 January 2012
Well, that’s another year come and gone. It’s as if it’d just been 24 hours since I was sitting at the beach with my best friend and smiling at the copious amounts of sea life-smiting gunpowder that illuminated the midnight sky and yet here we are, contemplating what resolutions we will break in 2012.
Neiha Lasharie, 19 Dec 2011
I could feel my heart pounding. It was as if five thousand drums played simultaneously in my rib cage, the bass reverberating through my bones until my entire body shook with the percussion, from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.
Neiha Lasharie, 19 Sept. ’10
Neiha describes the impact the devastating floods in Pakistan had on her during her recent visit to the country.