Over winter, everyone around me was falling ill, like a deck of cards after ending a Solitaire game. Everyone except me. Seemingly aggressive viruses were causing harsh colds and flus putting people to bed, forcing them to take a break from the constant, non-stop, hustle life in the city is. Every other year there is … Continue reading I prescribed myself a walk in Bushy Park
I have lived my life with the certainty that we all have the capacity for immense good and unspeakable evil. That duality lives within us and we face it everyday. It’s not a question of black and white. We walk through life in a fog of greys — murky rivers, muddy roads, skies thick with … Continue reading Auschwitz, Schindler, and the Grey in Us All
Spring in London has been marvellous so far. I cannot recall when was the last time I was a witness to so many days of sunshine and blue skies in a row in this city. Happily this coincided precisely with the start of my "involuntary" month off and the end of a dark period for … Continue reading Everything Fell Apart. Then Spring came
Life has been unforgivable lately. More than lately. It’s been a few months now. I’m pushing through, fighting what look like invisible enemies. My body has been in constant alert, the instincts warning about an invisible predator lurking in the shadows. That predator is the system. It’s everywhere and nowhere. And anxiety consumes you, making … Continue reading Seeking Solace in Athens: Internal Struggles, Protests and Democracy
Why does it look that after decades of taking small steps in the right directions, we are today seeing that little progress being destroyed in mere days? I've been keeping my rage silent. My rage after seeing Trump being reelected. My rage after understanding Elon Musk was going to be his red hand. My rage … Continue reading They want to make International Women’s Day disappear. Let’s not let them
The Winged Bone 