Her Campus at Ashoka
Slipping Through My Fingers
My eyes remain fixated on the clock throughout. Seconds become minutes, which turn into hours and days. Why can’t the hands of the clock slow down, even for an...
My eyes remain fixated on the clock throughout. Seconds become minutes, which turn into hours and days. Why can’t the hands of the clock slow down, even for an...
Being a woman in society is a difficult process in itself, but the aging experience and the stigmas surrounding it add more difficulty