Bilal Tariq

When I was in pre-Kindergarten, my class was a bit nontraditional. Rather than a single teacher I had three new (to the profession) teachers that tag team taught my class in small rotating groups. One of those groups was a reading session where one of our teachers would decipher hieroglyphs (to us) into classic tales […]

In 1st grade my classroom had a class calendar on the whiteboard. My teacher would adorn it with special occasions for the month: event days, field days, holidays, and birthdays. The calendar had the birthdays of a few of my friends on it and as I looked through the month of May my teacher had […]

Prologue This memoir is a passion project that I’ve been working on periodically for a little over a year. It is what compelled me to create this blog. If you have not read my previous blog post The love I could not see. The love I could not hear. The love I could not feel. […]

I wrote this piece in an effort to express my “circumstances indicative of some hardship”- a supplementary prompt in my 2017 medical school application. It was quite difficult trying to pinpoint what aspect of my life could qualify as hardship. I was a fairly average student with a typical middle class upbringing. Reflecting about what […]

The following is one of my earliest pieces of writing that I can confidently call literature. After my first 3 years of undergrad I wrote this personal statement to justify my admission into medical school. I (with the help of a close friend) spent maybe 48 hours polishing this piece from its original draft to […]