An Unforgettable Metro Ride

Today, I saw two little girls in the metro with their mother. The girls looked about five and six years old, sitting close together on the corner seat. Both wore matching, slightly dusty sandals and simple clothes. They were carefully holding a small table with a Ludo game printed on it – it looked brandContinue reading “An Unforgettable Metro Ride”

Finding My Way Back to Writing & Painting

For years, I poured love and nourishment into areas of my life, ignoring the toll they took on me and venting my frustration and anger through writing and painting. Initially, painting and writing were my escapes from the harsh realities and disappointments I faced. They were my sanctuary, a place where I could pour outContinue reading “Finding My Way Back to Writing & Painting”