Through the Magic Lens
Sometimes I think, can we fulfill all our dreams and desires within our alloted time that we call life? Is it humanly possible to satisfy infinite passions of our finite hearts? What if I say Oh Yes! Just have a look at the photograph below.…
The Pulse of the Earth
The smell of rain on dry, sun-baked earth always brings a shiver to my spine, a primal prickle at the base of my neck. It is the scent of anticipation, the way the air turns heavy and metallic just before the ground decides to wake up. I remember…
New York City by Night, by Bobi DojcinovskiThe City That Never Sleeps
I was walking home late last night, the kind of night where the air feels heavy and the streetlights hum just a little too loudly. I found myself stopping on the corner, just watching the endless stream of headlights flowing toward the bridge.…