We, the residents of safe cities… What do we do with all this sadness?

As residents of cities that are relatively calmer by virtue of the rules of engagement and our geographical locations far from the battlefields, are we really still living, are we really surviving? Is this what security looks like? When the numbers of dead, injured, and displaced reach this red line indicating the loss of humanity, the loss of a voice, and an impotence that is regional, international, and individual, spectators become condemned to daily death.

Thirty and single... so what?

No matter how old you are and how far you get in life, you are forced to repeat time and again that being single in your 30s or 40s is not a shortfall or a weakness. It does not mean that no one chose you. It simply means that you are the captain of your own ship…

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