The Architecture of Longing
We are all cartographers of a place we can no longer visit. Memory is a strange geography; it shifts like silt in a riverbed, rearranging the landmarks of our youth until the house where we grew up becomes a ghost of timber and light. We carry…
What it Takes to Return Home?
What it takes to return home? Is that really that simple? No, its not as simple as it sounds. Journey towards home is never easy. It takes courage and determination to find the way back, to your near and dear ones. Just like the photographs…
The Weight of a Whisper
We are taught that prayer is a conversation, but perhaps it is merely a surrender. To close one's eyes is to admit that the world is too large, too loud, and too demanding to be faced with sight alone. In the quiet corners of a room, away from…