Our ancestors respected and loved nature because they lived in harmony with it. We still see the harmony in villages, where a man works his land with love. You also can see it wherever there are parks and green areas as proof of man’s love and respect for nature. …

I crouch on the narrow path leading down the slope and look at the abyss to my right. Fear paralyses me and I feel I can neither go down nor up. I am stuck… and yet I know that the blockage is in myself, in my fear of death. …

I look at the colours outlined on the horizon, and my mind works feverishly. Should I take it to the right or the left? What is the best way? What happens if…? I used to ask myself these questions when I made certain decisions and I wanted to know if…

I watch the sunrise from my seat and let the sun bathe my face. Even if the sky is not completely clear, I enjoy the presence, the warmth and the beauty of the sun’s rays sent to the world without limits. I also enjoy the presence of the clouds because…

Love and hate, fear and courage, anger and calmness, music and dance all furrow our lives. It is like a painting of emotions and events. Each person entering our life adds splashes of colours. Each splash is new and has a purpose and role in our evolution. Some of them…

I look at the man in front of me in astonishment and can not believe what he was saying. After all the years we’ve spent together, after all I have done just to know that he’s fine, that he’s happy…. I can not find my words. I am angry, cry…

It is night. I watch the display of the electronic boards. Trains come and go, carrying fates in all directions. The lights in the streets, stations and houses are on. I leave my house at dawn and return when others are already long in the family's heart. It is already…

It’s sunny. Sunrays penetrate the veil of clouds, but their power is not enough for these cold days. It’s one of those November days we dislike but seek the comfort provided by the warmth of our clothes. However, life takes its course at its own rhythm. The world moves, it…

It hurts, and you want to get rid of the pain. You don’t want it anymore. You don’t want to live with it anymore… You don’t want to feel it because it hurts too bad. But you don’t want to dig and go through it. When you decide to wear…