Most of the sleepless nights were no different from each other, but the thoughts were never the same. He didn’t toss and turn anymore, since he knew that would be of no help – now he would just tuck his hands behind his head and turn his eyes to the moonlit ceiling decorated with glow [...]


I find it fascinating that there will not ever be one day when we look directly into our own eyes. Through the lenses and reflections and pictures we may be able to capture what stands out most in our features, but what is it like to look into the windows of our own souls? Sure, [...]

I don’t mind

Eyes that enlighten me. Eyes that gossip to me what your stubborn mouth keeps in – eyes that should be mirrors but are telescopes. Let me not look at anything else – let me stare back for my stare are my words, thousands of words unspoken thought of in the fraction of a second. Deep [...]


They were dancing everywhere. Always fast, twirling, spiraling around, going up and down repeatedly as if moving to a muted song. They crept up the tiniest spaces, spread out seemingly unaware of barriers and stoppings; and there were too the colors… If I kept my eyes open long enough I could see the infinite mixing [...]

There was not a single cloud in the sky. Against the sharp and strong silhouettes of buildings the sky was a deep, rich, almost overwhelming blue, from as far as it meets with the ground to the very top of anything you can see. Days like these, when the sun is on my back and [...]


"As he sat next to me, I observed him; his tanned skin was a deep amber color, notes of olive mixed with sunshine, and the thin soft hairs laid on it shone as if actually made out of pure gold. The summer and the sun had claimed him as one of their own, a reminder [...]

Whatever comes

"'Whatever comes,' she said, 'cannot alter one thing. If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess inside. It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time [...]

All These Stolen Hours

One by one, all together, the little grains of sand made their way down the diminished path inside the glass and one by one but all together my thoughts wandered away from the candlelight reflected on the hourglass. All those stolen hours unexpectedly plunged into my life like the elusive drop of water after the [...]