Category: Writing

A psalm of David. 1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. 2     He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, 3     he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths     for his name’s sake. 4 Even though I walk     through the darkest valley,[a] I will fear no evil,     for… Continue reading Psalm 23 →

For the last couple years, before I would go on a trip, I’d try to find an episode of Parts Unknown and watch it — making notes of the places and food that usually get overlooked on most travel channels. I remember the episodes on Cairo, Bronx, LA, Lebanon, etc. (I could count atleast 3… Continue reading Bourdain →

In the last few months I have drifted away from Facebook and other social media. Sorry if I missed any special occasions and big events. I love and wish you well. ? 2017 was a rollercoaster ride. The rise and fall. The highs and lows. The torturous slow climb before. Drop. The dizzying speed and… Continue reading 18 of 18 →

When I was a kid, twenty-seven was the age of personal adulthood. It’s when I would have looked like an adult, talked like an adult, and felt like an adult. I’m not sure why 27 was the magic number – this might have been influenced by a lot of the books I read, the movies… Continue reading 27 →

We were at the Smithsonian National Postal Museum the other day... Fascinating that you can build an entire museum on stamps (and postal service). What's in here? I thought to myself. Well, everything and anything that relates to letters... To this unquenchable desire in human beings to communicate and fill gaps and reach out... In… Continue reading Stamps →

Nick and I went to Egypt a few weeks ago and here's a compilation of videos from our trip. The idea is to mainly show the diversity of the Egyptian landscape; Not so much focus on the major spots --you have to see those for yourself! Hope you enjoy it. Let us know if you'll… Continue reading 10 Days in Egypt →

I read somewhere, "the desert is a place without expectation." It's amazing how true that is. No expectation for rain, for growth, for change, for life... That might sound sad, but I think it's beautiful. Because you realize in the absence of expectation there is so much freedom. In the absence of expectation there is… Continue reading The Desert →