Everyone knows the journey of a thousand miles starts with the first step. I have started mine many years ago – a journey of discovery; primarily of self discovery while exploring the world. My journey is an ongoing quest of what I love, what I’m good at, and what should I do with my life. Continue reading “First Stop.”
April is a special month to my heart.
The month my beloved grandfather was born, when I met a dear ex-boyfriend who was supposed to be husband but didn’t, and the month a woman named Maya Angelou was born. Maya, a prominent black woman and author influenced the world with the beauty of her words and poetry reflecting her strong values and beliefs to inspire others with goodness, spread kindness, and overcome hate. Continue reading “Courage”
Today I felt like I am an exclamation mark. Oddly enough, while writing emails I often use the exclamation mark at the end of my sentences – so as to not give the impression to the reader I am giving an order, yelling, or being critical. Continue reading “Behind the exclamation mark”
Profound and deep meanings brings the best of writers- few know how to do so well.
I don’t remember a day in my life before her. She was there, a year earlier than me. I wasn’t sure how we were related, I just took it as it was, that we were together in this existence.
She used to visit us with an old woman, I was told to call teta and I knew that “teta” was part of my surrounding, someone my parents looked ok around, so I was ok around. She looked old but seemed nice, she would smile at me. Looked like she loved me but I was more interested in the little girl who was always with her. I didn’t know when to expect her but she used to come with teta to our house. We would play a little, then she would leave again with teta to wherever they came from. I never knew when she would come next. But I looked…
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I write to you although it hasn’t been long since I’ve seen you; just a couple of minutes ago I checked on you – but really to check on me. Continue reading “Dear Facebook….”
It takes courage to reveal who you are, yet alone, how you feel- especially your vulnerability. I respect and honour those who entrust me with their vulnerability. I admire them so much in being so real and genuine with their feelings- unafraid to break down the stigma around being “weak” and “asking for help” through expressing and sharing their stages of powerlessness. Continue reading “exposed, published, and proud “
Everything we create, say, give, and produce, we are sharing with the world a little bit of ourselves. Whatever we feel, express, experience we share it with those around us, to those we know and strangers alike. The world is a space we are sharing and you are sharing your world with us. Continue reading “#imsharing”
I stumbled upon this picture while reading an article about a prominent Brazilian photographer named Sebastião Salgado. “The Brazilian is renowned for the long-term projects he undertakes, devoting years at a time to documenting the story of a particular people or the evolution of a certain place,” writes Helen Walters on ideas.ted.com Continue reading “Naked”
There’s something about cats. They have attitude. They’re feisty. They nag. A lot. And although they are known to be curious, they seem to be confused. I don’t know how the idea dawned upon me, but I realized cats and I have much in common. Continue reading “Tarboush”
Sudden spontaneous moments create artists, dancers and lovers. They move mountains, shake grounds and rage the seas. Continue reading “Flirting Puffins”