Grandma will be proud and that is all that matters!

More of a personal essay for this Wednesday write-in. Childhood memories. porcelain  ::  flex  ::  shadow  ::  strawberry jam  ::  frozen           We all have different perception of pride and achievements. At this very point of my life, right at this moment, while my mandarin orange marmalade is boiling down, I know that my grandma … Continue reading Grandma will be proud and that is all that matters!

The city of my heart

             For days it is the first time ever that I have seen it rain in Nevada. No doubt, after spending almost a year in rainy England it reminds me of the city of my heart – Manchester. All the good times that I had, all the friends that I’ve made, all the life lessons … Continue reading The city of my heart