What made me decide to begin blogging, 20 years ago? To write that first post, frenzied and chaotic as it was, and publish it? I was about to fly to Munich, to further my studies. I’d be living abroad for the first time in my … Continue readingMay there always be another train station
When was the last time a song soared in your heart? When there was space and not constriction? When that space expanded even further like your lungs with one giant intake of fresh air? When, for that matter, was the last time you exhaled? When … Continue readingWe don’t sing anymore
Once upon a time… If I were Scheherazade and you, dear reader, were the great king Shahryār from whom I buy my life every day at dawn with every cliffhanger I spin, this would be my last story but one. I would tell my thousandth … Continue readingOnce upon a time…