In the midst of growing controversy surrounding the character of Indian store-owner Apu Nahasapeemapetilon in The Simpsons, there has recently been uncertainty as to whether the character will remain in the show, with rumours saying he’ll be cut completely. While nothing has been confirmed yet, the debate is one that has definitely split opinion across the world and
SZA has recently teased her new clothing line Ctrl Fishing Co. The line, which is in partnership with Champion, has a sustainable focus and 100% of all profits will go towards fighting plastic pollution in the ocean and making sea environments better for the marine creatures who live there. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bmcd8oyATjg/ https://www.instagram.com/p/BmbybILDgOI/?taken-by=sza SZA’s clothing collection is much-needed. With
A band coming to Birmingham, relatively cheap tickets and something interesting to go and see: all the incentives that made four friends and I stand in a two-street long line to get into the O2 Institute and watch some musicians that don’t conform on any level. Talking amongst ourselves before we reached the front doors
The first time I listened to “Honey” a week or so ago, I was in my garden. Sun beams resting on my face, my Grandma’s radio blasting Raaj FM (the biggest Punjabi radio station in the whole of Birmingham) from inside the kitchen and my sisters settling for a game of badminton in the great
Mum, if you’re reading this thank you for everything, even though we disagree now and then! I wrote this poem purely because as we get older, we realize that nobody can hold on to things, relationships and people the same way they did when they were younger. Independence for me hasn’t been sudden, rather I’ve grown to rely
On Monday, Jan. 15, British football was devastated to hear about the death of former player Cyrille Regis, 59, who passed away from a heart attack Sunday evening. Having been renowned for his sporting prowess when playing for teams in the West Midlands (notably West Bromwich Albion, Aston Villa and Coventry City), and even going on
Dear Amrit, I know you’re probably really confused reading this (at this point, you’ve never received a letter in your life). I wanted to start off saying that, although you’ve perhaps never even considered it, this brand new year of 2008 and the ten years that will follow in the future (all the way up
I’m not going to start this piece with a typical explanation as to why I wrote it. I won’t start off with the phrase “I wrote this poem because…” and I won’t try to justify it in any other way. To be honest it was just me being overwhelmed. In the midst of an existential
This poem felt really important to write when I was stuck in a rut and finding fault in everything. Complaining and holding a grudge with what has already happened is something we may need to do perhaps to make improvements on situations and to try and make a stand, but surrounding yourself with it leaves
This poem was completely spur of the moment; an attempt to see what would happen if I put pen to paper and just wrote about something in a metaphorical way. In this case, it is about life, the way we live, what we’re doing, etc. On top of this — although it’s not literal —
Whenever I’m staying away from home, I always have trouble sleeping in a bed that’s not my own. The lack of familiarity, the distance from the places I know, and sometimes not even being around the people I share a house with is enough to make me feel homesick. My house is incredibly important to
I wrote this poem in the middle of the night. That week, I’d had a series of strange dreams, all somehow involving the sea and my submarine. At the time, the pressure to succeed in every aspect of my life and to make something of myself was at an all-time high. The time became a