On Love, Grief, Poverty and Pain, Or a Letter to My Younger Self

You are writing this letter to your younger self, hoping that he could have been less stubborn. You thought your stubbornness was the best quality about yourself. How you  must … Continue reading On Love, Grief, Poverty and Pain, Or a Letter to My Younger Self

Tributes in Paradise

It is said that we speak and see the dead when we are close to our death. We can touch them without anyone seeing. We can hear and feel them without anyone noticing. The educated ones call this hallucination. The traditional ones call this a deep connection with the dead. But it is a paradise before the uncertainty of the afterlife.