Posts tagged 2017
A Lingering Look Into My Onion Heart

I take with me the henna on the palm of my left hand. It is drawn by a woman with kind eyes and whom I do not remember the name of. I take with me my suitcase that still smells of ESI and my sneakers that are caked with Indian soil from the Lion Fort of Sughdad. I take away friendship and love. I take away with me an orange journal that is still half empty.

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Empathy as a Lifestyle

I have been home for a day, but the memories of Niswarth still live vividly in my mind and heart. Right now it seems nothing more than a huge cluster of sensory inputs and emotions: all those sceneries, sounds, smells, and joyous moments that we spent together.

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