“Time heals everything”, say the wise. Does it? Well, I know not for sure. But what I do know is that there are a few others apart from time that can heal at least something if not everything. For instance, a long walk in the rain, a soulful conversation with a complete stranger, a journey to nowhere and finally my all-time favorite, the night in all its glory. Night, like death is an equivalent to the universal truth, because darkness brings out the true colors of everyone. The world wears a pretense through the day, waits for the sun go down and the lights to go on for that is when the real spectacle begins. It is in the silence of the night that most of us find the strength to take off our masks, listen to our own voice and see who we really are. Continue reading “Yaamam- The Fragrance of The Night”
and stayed true to the promise, until a friend, unaware of this promise of mine gifted me Hosseni’s latest bestseller 
. So I made my choice, picked the book to read during a bus journey in the night and here is how beautifully Hosseini opens the book for me.