A NYC gem: The Strand Bookstore

Out of all the countless bookstores in New York City, The Strand Bookstore is by far my favorite one! I kept seeing The Strand bags everywhere around me, and I was wondering what the big cult is all about; until I humbly stumbled upon it and didn’t leave for 3 whole hours. It was book […]

A Thousand Splendid Suns

Islam is said to claim equality between men and women before God, giving them various rights such the right to inheritance, the right to vote, the right to work, and even choose their own partners in marriage. However, for some time now in Afghanistan, a Muslim country, women have been denied these rights either by […]

Shanghai Girls

Shanghai Girls by Lisa See is one of the most compelling books I recently read. A novel   about two wealthy Chinese girls that grow up as young, modern, carefree women in Shanghai’s 1930s, the story unveils their life as it rapidly crumbles before their stunned faces and frightened souls. From being two beautiful girls in Shanghai’s […]

Hedgehogging

There are many tribes at the conference … The American men wear suits and have sweaty armpits. The women are tall and lean and plain. By contrast, some of the Royal and Ancients from the big London FOFs have stripped blue shirts with white collars and double-barreled names and chins. The Swiss, with their pinched […]

Shift by Peter Arnell

  In his book Shift, the genius Peter Arnell says: When you try to hide the truth about who you are and what you hope to be, or what you are facing, you’re hiding it to yourself. There has to be a better way to deal with problems and issues honestly and simply than sheepishly […]

love (luv) n.

What does LOVE mean? For you? For me… love represents… My family, my parents, my brother, my nephew, my grandmother. The ring I always wear to remind me of my grandfather. When my nephew recognized me after six months of not seeing me. When he pulls my hair, my ear rings and laughs. My identity. […]

Henry Miller on loneliness

“A silence so intense that it sounds like Niagara Falls in my ears. Alone, with a tremendous empty longing and dread. The whole room for my thoughts. Nothing but myself and what I think, what I fear. Could think the most fantastic thoughts, could dance, could spit, grimace, curse, wail – nobody would ever know, […]

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