As her tired infant child desperately suckled her milkless breast, she felt no pain. Cold and hardness of the floor, uneven mortar of the brick wall on her back, and the biting of the shackle on her...
It wasn’t as if I was any cleaner than her. It has already been couple of days since my last shower. But I did not want this Nepalese woman’s bare arm touching against mine as the poor suspension of...
I would like to conclude my two month European Journey by listing what I have learned, experienced, and thought.
- I realized that I hate writing. To extract what is in my head to my...
Monaco, France,
Monaco: "it is not yet my time"
Walking out of the Monaco train station, I was surrounded by sounds of clapping and cheering. Was it for me? Were they welcoming my first visit to...
Spain: "Opening a Storybook of love, betrayal, bravery, tradition and beauty"
I would like to start my blog about Spain with a story that took place in Seville, Spain.
Spanish inquisition has been...