Maple Leaves

It was the fall of 1998 when days were getting shorter and nights were an endless ocean. I was still a young girl spending my days basking in the sun. My innocent self collected maple leaves and chanted virtues of tolerance, unity and peace. Those were the days of blissful unawareness, until one day I…

Going Back In Time

What thoughts do bubbles churn in you? For me… It’s a craving to go back in time and relive childhood, the happiest days ever! The time when we knew no worries, the time when we smiled for real, the time when loving was not considered a weakness, those were good times. When we did not…