Ever since my earliest childhood I felt like no one could fully reach into my world. I was a sensitive, kind and intuitive child, who, I guess to many, seemed oblivious to all the vile things going on in the world. Well-meaning relatives and friends often told me that I had to “toughen up” to …
Once upon a time in a country far away lived the Traveller. The traveller was a great man. He knew the four corners of the earth and spoke many languages. He was loved and applauded wherever he went; and wherever he went, he fitted right in. The ladies loved his boyish charms and behind him …
Mirror of my soul - Stories of you, me, the world and eternity 