Seoul, South Korea September 11th, 2018 Here I am, stuck in a beautiful dog cafe with wonderful humans I have grown with- my friends, my humans. Here I am, wonderstruck after a magical yesterday. Here I am, lost in my thoughts of a beautiful forest and a trail that wound around the heart of Seoul. … Continue reading The girl, the forest, and the tower
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September 23rd, 2015San Francisco, United States Oh San Francisco, Thousands have walked through you and thousands will walk through you, braiding the trickling information from tourist guides into sophisticated essays. I am sorry but I cannot commit to doing that. I will see you in your moments of simple divinity, in the smile of … Continue reading A traveller’s home: Letter to San Francisco
9th September 2017 Suburban California, United States As I sit here braiding words and sentences from the symphonies of my heart, I care little for the limitations of language or grammar which actively suffocate me, or the worst monster of all: the writer's block when I try to write to please an audience. … Continue reading Infinite joys of San Francisco: an ode to being alive
Fictional blurb (not a travelogue) Your eyes, when glitter, reminisce the stars that cascaded galaxies once upon a time. In the palms of your hands lie forests all mighty and green, their roots encapsulated within your nerves and how they pattern your skin with hues of blue and purple. You are where the … Continue reading The Entire Universe
(Continued from Part 3 ) Abbottabad, Pakistan February 2015 “I cannot wait to host her at Abbottabad this week!” exclaimed mum joyously as we left behind the restaurant and our ever loving hosts, Cynthia and Sarwar. ...And so, as time rolled on ever so slowly, I counted days till the day arrived when … Continue reading A Christian, a Muslim, and an Atheist went out for dinner| Part 4
( Continued from Part 1) August 2011 Abbottabad, Pakistan "Ah exactly what I was looking for," Carlo beamed, as he spooned white rice onto his plate. He then picked a round chapati*, burning hot from the girdle. "Have some chicken gravy or spinach," insisted my mother. "Oh but this is all I need. Chappati … Continue reading A Christian, a Muslim, and an Atheist went out for dinner | Part 2
We are not raised to become 'lasses fit for proposal,' because we are raised to value ourselves, to be enrolled in school and become learned and educated. We are always reminded that it's okay to fly."
For those who venture for materialistic gains, Sri Lanka will not offer much. But those who are attentive to the last detail, it is Utopia. It was here that I discovered a flower not of this era; one that transcends others in both its beauty and wisdom: the Divine Lotus. After landing in Colombo, our guide Hassantha … Continue reading The Flower of Utopia
I do always wonder how joy and contentment could stem from such little things. At an altitude of 2500 feet, Hunza Valley slumbers in surreal peace. It nestles between peaks of all shades and colours.The tranquility and joy of the valley with its settlers is almost ethereal, alien to the land beyond the mountains. … Continue reading The infinite joys of Fazl’s Shop