Fear—it has been so hard to keep its teeth in the muzzle lately and I am not talking about fear of spiders, this kind of fear is a beast completely different in its nature.

It ...

My entire life is a product of rejection.

Hmm…

Would it be too much to say that my spin of rejections began at early age and had been dragging my subconscious throug...

Language is more than just a way of communication.

It is a form of identity. It is a wire that shapes your thoughts and helps you to express yourself to the world.

Language...

I love the world; this new world where my voice is promised to be heard and where my heart does not have to go through the tunnels of deceiving in order to survive the censured reality of outs...

If there was a conversation before the life on earth was created, I would imagine it be like that.

Nothing is perfect.

Fortunately!

Beauty has become a target for...

It always starts as joke till someone’s feelings get hurt.

I know, humor is much needed and highly appreciated thing in our society. But the problem with it is that so many peo...

Decisions!

Those are the movers to the best part of living which is action.

Standard formula of making a decision is quite simple: it relies on such mental processes as rea...

From time to time, my mind explodes with this thought.

They do not understand me!—something in me shouts.

And for next few days, I am upset, sad, and angry. All becau...

Science has always been my favorite kind of voice.

I love the way it talks about the brain, its plasticity, its limitations and other aspects of its functioning.

We all hav...

We are not Hansel, nor are we Gretel but so often our lives remind the German folklore tale by the Brothers Grimm.

Left with a fake promise, we wonder through the wild of the forest ...

Mad world—what are you doing to the creative minds that are your only salvation?

What, not dramatic enough?

I think this conversation is not going to be easy for both...

And I think about it all the time, are not you?

Really, what word out of millions existing would be good enough to describe what happiness is? Hard to say, is not it? At the sam...

I’ll tell you a story: once, there was a girl that believed she could do anything. But things she did at the end of the day were not the right things and so, her greatness started slowly...