Outside it continued to snow, and millions of light years away, Earth was relegated to ‘wait and watch’.
I write this memoir of Aleppo not as an obituary to that vivacious city, but as a reminder to its people and all of us. Cities like Aleppo survive, they grow back, rebuild and rebound
I guess, at last I have understood why it is important to celebrate the dawn of the New Year. Whatever day, month or time it is - all cultures and parts of the world have their new year demarcated.
..the reactions 'ordinary' gets are anything but regular or commonplace. Being ordinary is perceived as a sign of failure, of not having made it, or still a work in progress, aspiring to the extraordinary.
She had been lying there in the corner of the cold dark room, surrounded, suffocating with the others for what seemed an age. It had been a long journey, and now that the fatigue had worn off, she tried to move to look around at the others. "Why has there been no movement for so... Continue Reading →
The promise made on that day entails a continuous battle to remain fulfilled. The battle to preserve the promise takes place across cities and continents, in different languages, in different forms, but it continues tirelessly.
Every morning, as soon as I swing my feet towards the ground, it kicks in. From the first step I sense the presence. Throughout the day, the lover stays with me. Rarely leaving the spaces of my mind, and my body - never. I met this new lover about four months ago. The meeting was... Continue Reading →
It is that time of the year when one yearns to sit and sip a cup of tea with an old and dear friend. Hold a hand that promises comfort and engagement. Its a time when longings and desires seem to stir deep within and seek fulfillment.