I, as a social observer, saw something special in our home, and that made all the difference. Everything that I saw with my eyes made me eager to write about it, our culture, our way of living, and with that I understood that we have something special, something that is worth more than we think it is worth.
I write because I want to show that even the simplest moments we have in our daily lives are those which we should consider precious.
Contents
Short stories:
Rains of August
The college student
Zeena
The Other
A Friday Morning
The Stars
Poems
Tear
Shell
A Fearful Trip
Sadness
Mankind
The Journey
Land of My Fathers
Song of a Land
Cold Summer, Warm Winter