The metro station exceeded my expectations in its chaos. The air had a slight chill, and people moved around like vibrant fish in an aquarium, hopping on and off the train with a sense of urgency. By my side, a young black boy, with headphones in his ears, had a pensive expression on his face … Continue reading A Journey in Search of Light
Finding Light in Darkness: My Depression Diary (part 2)
April 22nd: I'm currently on a plane heading to Rome, where my friends, Gia and Valentine are. I know that they both care about me and my well-being means a lot to them. Valentine suggested that I visit him, saying, "It's been a while since you've been feeling down. Why don't you come here? I'm … Continue reading Finding Light in Darkness: My Depression Diary (part 2)
Finding Light in Darkness: My Depression Diary
April 12th: My tears wouldn't let me sleep. Everyone kept posting in the group chat, talking about the pubs they were going to one after another. Today was a pub crawl event. Almost all the students from Erasmus that I knew were there. I feel that they all have come to Germany to have fun. … Continue reading Finding Light in Darkness: My Depression Diary
Iranian Revolution Diary (part 4)
December 21st 2022 : I received a message from my Italian friend, who was checking on me and my family's well-being. It had been a while since we had spoken, and his concern for the situation in Iran touched my heart. In my response, I told him that I wasn't in the best state of … Continue reading Iranian Revolution Diary (part 4)
Iranian Revolution Diary (part 3)
December 14th 2022: It was around 9 pm when all of the worries and anxieties I had been running from in the past few months suddenly overwhelmed me. I broke down. Seeking refuge, I walked towards the bathroom. I sat down, my head buried in my hands, tears streamed down my cheeks like a waterfall. … Continue reading Iranian Revolution Diary (part 3)
Iranian Revolution Diary (part 2)
December 1st 2022: Yesterday, I joined the big protest of Iranian students from 150 foreign universities across the globe. The event at our university was organized by Mahsa, a thirty-year-old woman studying astrophysics. When I saw her message in the Iranian Brandenburg residents' group chat, I knew I had to be there to help. She … Continue reading Iranian Revolution Diary (part 2)
Iranian Revolution Diary (part 1)
November 20th 2022: Yousef participated in a big protest in Berlin. With his camera lens as his witness, he shared with me the videos he had taken. Through the snow, people shouted with a fierce passion. The cold didn't matter. Meanwhile, my sister sent me a song on Telegram. It was a cover of Shervin's … Continue reading Iranian Revolution Diary (part 1)
Stories of people (Mark)
They say FOMO is fear of missing out, being excluded from something others are experiencing, or not being somewhere you think you should be. FOMO unexpectedly surrounded me when all of my friends in Sweden had a reunion, and I was not there. Actually, I am not sure if it should be considered a fear. … Continue reading Stories of people (Mark)
Unreality
There he is, in my bed, holding another woman in his arms. I throw my heart at him and a few moments later; I saw it torn apart. What would you do when your heart is not enough for love? There he is, standing next to me while he is so far away from me … Continue reading Unreality
Tehran, Gallo, where am I?
It's Monday. The old clock on the wall is dead but still making a noise. It stopped at 12:50. The fog outside has slightly touched the windows. I'm sitting on the couch and writing. There is some stuff on the couch; a few blankets, a local musical instrument that is very similar to an Iranian … Continue reading Tehran, Gallo, where am I?
A slice of me 