Journalists are certainly not the smartest people I know. Usually they are the most competitive, ambitious, unyielding and obstinate, but definitely not the wisest folks in the room. And this is perfectly fine. Come on, this is not a rocket science! We do not have to...
Thick cloud of mild perfumes, scent of tobacco leaves and sweat covers the tremor of the blues and jazz maestros in the South. The Lone star casts silver shine over a hormonal pandemonium in the humid Texas evening. Tonight is the high point of the mating...
I have always believed that writing for the sake of writing is just a form of intellectual masturbation. I deeply believe that there could hardly be anything creepier when it comes to journalism and in general to creation of a written product than this type of...
This blog post is a journey through time and space. The look back at the last six weeks feels like a desperate attempt to hold a handful of sand. The specks fall through the fingers as lost pieces of puzzle, portraying the images I encountered on this journey. Chaotic...
“Here was a gorgeous triumph; they were missed; they were mourned; hearts were breaking on their account; tears were being shed; accusing memories of unkindnesses to these poor lost lads were rising up, and unavailing regrets and remorse were being indulged: and best...
