Gender	Female
Industry	Communications or Media
Occupation	Communications Officer & Copywriter
Location	Bangladesh
Links	Audio Clip
Introduction	There was a moment in my life, when I tried to kill myself. I was completely hopeless. I felt unwanted, unloved, tired. I was fighting a never-ending war with my own existence. I cut my wrist open, and it felt terrible. It did not end my pain, rather made me my own victim. That night I ended up with 11 stitches. The entire memory created emptiness inside me; also it made me realize how it feels to give up on own-self, truly. That was the first and last time, I gave up on life. Since then, I have made mistakes; I sinned; I lost; I let loose; I fell into the dark hole over and over; but I never regretted. I tried and figured out that I have to want, love, and accept myself - more than anyone and everyone. My struggle to find inner-peace for my soul to survive is still on. Life that once I refused is now precious to me. I am content with what I have become – good, bad and ugly. I speak my mind out because I Want to Matter to Myself. I believe there is always someone out there, who is more than happy with less than what I have. So why should not I keep trying and be my own savior?
Interests	Life, Laughter, Love
Favorite movies	I am a movie-geek-freak ... most movies made after i was born is my fevorite.
Favorite music	Music that makes me feel hum or sing :P
Favorite books	I am still reading ...

Never mind the turtle. Don't you think you're sure to win?

Who is my biggest enemy? I. Me. Myself