Reading isn’t only a habit. It’s an escape from the harsh reality I live under. The occupation and oppression. It’s part of my healing.
Life is flying by too quickly for me and I can’t hold on. Like I’m in a race car without a gear. Too much happening all at once. I try my best to understand this by having these conversations inside my head. When I was growing up, the pace was much slower. Everything took time. […]
At times she wondered what her life would’ve been like if she’d spent the greater part of it in beauty salons. There were women who had weekly appointments for beauty sessions. It was a luxury she couldn’t afford— mentally. Many times, she’d tell herself to take make up or hair styling tutorials, but something monumental […]
When the frenzied fast-paced life overwhelms me, and I want things to slow down, what do I do? I think of a book that can transfer me back in time. A book where the characters would be riding a hansom cab and waiting for telegrams. Up till now, the two authors that offer this kind […]
When I was in middle school, I used to babysit our next door neighbor’s kid, Daniel. He was a seven or eight-year-old boy. It wasn’t a hard task for a fourteen-year-old. All I had to do was tell him to read the bedtime story and put him to sleep. Then I had at least two […]