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
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?
Stories of people (Addi)
He looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said:" I wish to be surprised for my birthday. Nobody has ever done that. It was always me who made plans and invited people. When I was twenty, I got this idea in my head to be in different countries for my birthdays, which has … Continue reading Stories of people (Addi)
Stories of people (Valentin)
Maybe it was one Monday morning that his melancholic headache from the last night's drinking convinced him to quit his job. He used to wear his uniform and go to the bank every day. On the weekends, he went out with his friends and had fun. His salary was not bad; it could pay his … Continue reading Stories of people (Valentin)
Stories of people (Dani)
His hair was blue. His eyes didn’t look like people from the west. He always smiled in a particular way; he only moved the left side of his lips upwards. When I first met him, I couldn’t guess where he came from; I could only assume that he was from somewhere in the East. He … Continue reading Stories of people (Dani)
Present
There is no future and no past, There is only the present that exists. He said. And that was enough for me to let myself drown in his arms. Cause I knew there was only the present that exists!
The Flying Love
It was a moment of realization when he started to play Amélie in the airport. There was a beautiful piano in the waiting room, free to play. ; he whispered into my ears, ‘I wanna play some piano before we board.’ ‘I will accompany you.’ I said. He didn’t know that Amélie is my favorite … Continue reading The Flying Love
So distant to feel love?
During my last 10 months in Italy, before leaving for Sweden, I met many people, among which there were three guys that I found attractive. The first one was a Brazilian guy. We talked about philosophy, and he asked me out for a coffee. He was two years younger than me, and we only met … Continue reading So distant to feel love?
A slice of me 