seeing the humanity and joy in our everyday
It’s not gilded, it does not shine, nor sparkle, nor wow. It is not colourful; although it does have a beige tinge which I quite like.
This is my poor attempt at reproducing the amazing work of the charity I am featuring today.
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Time to put my money where my heart is, well, more like, my writing where my heart is. So here it is. Continue reading “#ACCOUNTS THAT COUNT”
He asked me to marry him. Plain and simple. ‘I think it might be a good idea.’ No ceremony to the moment. No build up. No expectation. Continue reading “On love, weddings and the colour yellow [PART 1]”
I had met him on messenger. People still ask me how I had the patience. I am a patient person, when I know it is worth it in the end. Task-oriented, that is what they call me.
Continue reading “Cold coffee and walnut cake… and world sanitation”
I prefer to be hands-on and take pictures, and yet I really enjoyed walking around the galleries and reading the photographers’ biographies as well as the story behind each image. I found myself going home to research some of the artists in the gallery, their photographic style and their own personal story. I could feel passion for photography coming back to me.
I had just started year 3 in school. This in Romania was almost halfway through primary school. I felt very grown up. I was proud to be a big girl, who read big books. But secretly, my most loved pastime remained playing house with my dolls, my best friend and my little sister. Continue reading “On Communism”