Death; A Beautiful Reminder

I still vividly recall the day my father passed away.In just three minutes, my world turned upside down. For the next three days, his absence echoed hauntingly, leaving me numb. It wasn’t just my father who had departed, but a piece of my soul too. It was my first encounter with grief, with the profound…

Good Heart Is For Winners

Masumiyat, It’s a word from Urdu and even in Turkish, but its origin is Arabic. If you look at the translation, it will say “innocence,” and that’s how most people define it. Does it sound so bad? I hope not. But why I’m telling you all of this? Well, first of all Masumiyet is my…