Are We Living or Just Performing for the Camera?

Are We Living or Just Performing for the Camera?

Are We Living or Just Performing for the Camera? On Sunday, 18th of May, I forced myself out of the house, all thanks to my friend, Hameedah Adam, who kept reminding me that I mentioned wanting to attend her sister’s exhibition. I had told her to keep me in check...
In the Mirror of Time

In the Mirror of Time

In the Mirror of Time Nothing remains the same when you take a look in the mirror of time. And neither do we. I am not the same. I have changed. I have transformed—like a larva breaking free from its cocoon, becoming a butterfly. That is the remarkable thing about...
One Day It Will Make Sense

One Day It Will Make Sense

One Day It Will Make Sense “One day it will make sense” a random fortune teller told me last week before he added that I would meet somebody who would dash me money in the new week. I said, “Amen, amen.” He went on to say it might be a foreign person, and...
Danfo Diaries – 08.04.2025

Danfo Diaries – 08.04.2025

Danfo Diaries – 08.04.2025 Today, my white was stained by a woman trying to get on the bus. The bus had stopped for her, and as she was moving to the back seat, she placed her dirty hands on my shoulder, weighing it down and soiling my top. I immediately yanked...
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