Sebahate J. Shala WHEN all this is over, I will go out and celebrate freedom. Freedom from fear.  Freedom II. I will honor it. I will appreciate it. I will cherish it. I will savor it. I will hold it dearly. I will enjoy the beauty of simple things and do things I haven’t done... Continue Reading →

Sebahate J. Shala THERE is always something good coming out of something bad. The good thing that came out of this crisis is turning to each other. To our families. To our beloved. To our friends. To the forgotten people. To the forgotten things. To simple things we neglected and unappreciated. To simple life we... Continue Reading →

Sebahate J. Shala I HAVE been exposed. Virus is here. In the house. We live under the same roof. Only walls separate us. All of this time I was being protected from the outside world while it turned out the virus was here, just inside the house. Oh God. I suspected because he, the head... Continue Reading →

Sebahate J. Shala IT’S the thirteenth day of March. Fear. Fear from the unknown. Fear from the invisible enemy. They say there is a killer out there. It’s merciless. Non-discriminatory in terms of political, economic and social status, and in relation to age and geographic position. It can attack or kill anyone, be rich or... Continue Reading →

Sebahate J. Shala IT’S the 32nd day since I’m locked home. At 7:00 PM, I open my window and join claps and chorus of my neighbors in gratitude for health workers across America and the world. It’s the eleventh day in Manhattanville. The New York City started in late March. Ding-ding-ding, dang-dang-dang, ding-ding-ding, I hit... Continue Reading →