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A safe haven for memories

We can live twice; once in reality and once through recalling our memories. As soon as I open an old diary notebook with worn out papers telling stories like a strong perfume that smothers me with emotions I feel this meaning. It intrigues me how a smell can change my mood and takes me back to places and situations that no more existed.

In the Kingdom of Death (War Chronicle/Diaries) – Part 24

Fehmi Ajvazi, an eminent author from Kosovo, has shared his book ‘In the Kingdom of Death’ published in Albanian in 2012 in Pristina, and in Romanian in 2019, and was translated from Albanian to English Fehmi Ajvazi author [In March 1999, the Serbian regime blanketed Kosovo with a contingent of 120,000 regular police,

Poems for Children from Kyrgyzstan

– One plus one, Tell me, how much will it be? – There will be one long one. Eralieva Umutkan Polotovna, a renowned poetess and writer from Kyrgyzstan, shares her poems for children Eralieva Umutkan Polotovna, born on July 12, 1968 in the village of Kok-Zhar in the Nookat district of the Osh region of

Nothing knew your body – Poetry from Venezuela

Nothing knew Your body And yet, It changed the rhythm Of the waves. Mariela Cordero, a poetess from Valencia, Venezuela, shares her poetry Mariela Cordero, hailing from Valencia, Venezuela, born in 1985, is a lawyer, poet, writer, translator and visual artist. Her poetry has been published in several international

The Silent Shift: Watching Our Parents Grow Old

There are countless phases in life that test the soul, but nothing is as profoundly strange as watching your parents grow old. We are no longer children. Now, it is our turn to become the crown on our father’s head, the cool shade for our mother. There are countless phases in life that test the soul, but nothing is as