Hello there! It's my new blog after 8 years of just pouring my mind's contents on paper-and then hiding them in places I couldn't remember later. Writing has always been part of my life since a very young age. I had made things that on compassionate grounds could be called short stories, memoir, diary of trips (this one is my favorite) etc, though no one has read them except for the readers of my previous blogs... Oh I loved those blogs that don't exist anymore.

Now I feel that the need for sharing is exploding me from within! Currently I work up to 12 hours a day in the role of a physician- that's just one of my "persona"s. My other roles have been wife/mother/healer/lover and a few more, and they all have been fulfilled more or less but one: the writer. I really don't know how and why the destiny or maybe an inner power of self-destruction has stopped me from choosing writing as the aim of my life, but I see the soul of writer behind my other "masks" that is always waiting to get unveiled some day.

Well, now it's the writer's time! She is so shy (It's natural after a whole life of hiding) that I had to wrestle with her for 8 hours today until at last she accepted to show up, and here she is (oof!) I won't let her go to sleep again at least in this life and if I'm lucky, in all my next lives, too.