Priya A. Shah
Priya A. Shah lives in Chicago. She graduated from Columbia College Chicago in 2010, where she studied magazine journalism and fiction writing. She has been a staff writer for GMO since 2007. She’s written and interned for various media outlets such as India Tribune, Today's Chicago Woman, Tribune Media Services, GlossMagazineOnline and Echo (the student produced magazine for Columbia College Chicago). She’s contributed to A Fresh Squeeze (afreshsqueeze.com), an online publication for green living in Chicago, and her school newspaper, The Columbia Chronicle.
Afraid. Financially unstable. Lack of education. Busy. The excuses are endless when pursing your passion, especially for women. While it’s important to pay the bills, it’s equally important to enjoy what you do for a living.
While enjoying a weekend this summer with an old high school friend who was staying with me, I asked her if she wanted to go to the gym. Many friends of mine are eager to take advantage of being a guest at my gym, so I kept my fingers crossed that that she would shout YES at the top of her lungs and start doing cartwheels. I was lacking cardio that weekend. I hadn’t worked out in many days and had been filling my body with all sorts of crap. It was time to sweat a little and grab a handful of endorphins. Please say yes.
Long before I began working out on a regular basis, I decided not to be defined by a number. For many years, I refused to step on a scale, mainly because I didn’t want to allow that number that would appear to control my emotions.
Dodge ball. Freeze tag. Hide and seek. Hopscotch. Jump rope. Running around until your legs fall off! With obesity rates increasing in America, it’s important for children to be and stay active on a regular basis. Though there is a sufficient amount of gadgets out there that kids can use to get their daily cardiovascular activity in, such as the Dance Revolution Wii Game, with the winter blues headed out the door, the sun will encourage extra outdoor activities.
Sucks is the only word that I can think of to describe unemployment. As a writer and recent college graduate, my vocabulary should sound a little more mature and sophisticated. But when days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months, there is no better choice of words than “this really sucks.”
He sits in his throne
And drinks his wine
He looks in the mirror
And repeats this line
“Damn I’m fine”
“Air conditioning for everyone!” the Devil said as he drank a glass of lemonade. It was time to party. It was time to go wild because Debra, his wife, was on vacation.
It’s mid-afternoon on a Tuesday, and Maria, sweet Maria stops by a local diner after her morning walk.
This world, my world makes no sense
Yet I continue to learn, move, live and love
This world, your world is too far to travel. Yet, I want to come
Beyond the Rocky Mountains and over the green hills, below the deep sea and greater than the blue sky, there was a land, so far away that no one, not a single soul knew about it. It was called The Waterfall Kingdom. There, rays of water streamed and sled on the walls of the towns and the beam of the sun shined through the waterfalls often creating a rainbow.