I am all for breakfasts. And brunches.
Every time I approach my writing device with the intention of writing about something I try to hide in real life, or have trouble talking about, I get second thoughts. I feel like I’m exposing too much in a place where I shouldn’t. But then again, this is my platform where I share my creations, my cooking, my writings, my photography, my emotions. Every time I hold myself back, I remember the words of Neil Gaiman,
The moment that you feel that just possibly you’re walking down the street naked exposing too much of your heart and your mind and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself, that’s the moment you may be starting to get it right
One of my recent activities is spending time with an overwhelming group of people behind red noses. We have been going around selected schools to teach children how to wash hands properly during the Hand Washing Day funded by UN Habitat.
Name of the group: Clown Me In
Active members in this campaign: 5 crazy clowns
With every passing week, more days are added to the time we spent in our mountain lair. Tucked in tents or a tiny room each night, side by side, laughing till we sleep, laughing the moment we open our eyes, this group has built strong ties. It’s no longer just about being out in nature with random strangers, it’s about being with these once-strangers folks and sharing our time wherever we were.Continue reading
On an early Summer weekend, my family and a couple of friends decided to have a sleepover and rafting in Al Assi River in the Bekaa. We hit it off for the 3 hour drive, co-piloting to my sister’s friend which made the time pass like a breeze.
We reached there at night, modest bungalows by the freezing river, under the pitch black sky, around the fire that the other groups have started to keep warm. We slept around midnight to get some rest before the busy day ahead. Continue reading