DUBAI SEPTEMBER 20TH 2020 Baby don’t you forget me, in the most high pitched tone she sang. Gasping for breath from the spicy subway just finished, I reflect on the things that have been travelling in my head for a while now. The same question all over again. What am I doing with my life? Which way should I move ahead in? Where am I headed? Am I in the right direction? Disconnected from the earth, connected to lust. Are things really what I think them to be? Too many thoughts, everything seems cluttered. Emotions run in a weary manner, sometimes I feel too much, and sometimes absolutely nothing. Breath by breath it seems like I am alive, but am I really living. Won’t it so much easier to be blood, it knows exactly where to pump and has a particular function it fulfils all its life. Our complicated lives leading us to complicated journeys - are they really needed? A million things right and a million wrong, intertwined into knots, how do we figure out where to head. ...