Hustling and bustling, two souls intertwined in multiple realities were not bound by fate in this. They lived their respective lives, loved their respective other halves, grew up in their respective manner, completely ignoring the fact that the universe, their... Continue Reading →
Returning to writing Chinese calligraphy after four long years. This is quaint, almost feeling like I am back home. Feels, regrets, but no turning my back against calligraphy anymore.
Snowflakes, -5°C, three layers of heat insulating clothes wreathed around her warmly. Christmas songs chiming everywhere, she sauntered around the big Christmas tree, full of exciting ornaments, ranging from little London soldiers to the gigantic splendid star handing just at... Continue Reading →