Hema NookalaThe Scent of a ForestIf I could walk a hundred kilometers I wonder what I would find? Would I bypass the city streets and hear the crunch of gravel beneath my…Aug 29, 2019Aug 29, 2019
Hema NookalaCelebration.Cessation of celebration is called intolerance. Love in all of its forms should be respected. Speech as it exists to educate not irradicate…Aug 26, 2019Aug 26, 2019
Hema NookalaGoodnight and goodbye.Yesterday night my family had to say goodbye to the second of the two guinea pigs that we had homed for the past five years.Aug 25, 2019Aug 25, 2019
Hema NookalaMatter is neither created or destroyed.As the world repeats so do we.Aug 23, 2019Aug 23, 2019
Hema NookalaWe Are In Isolation and We Are Doing It To OurselvesAs a developed nation we are called technologically advanced, but when it comes to emotions, we stunt our own growth and call it progress.Aug 22, 2019Aug 22, 2019
Hema NookalaEver Had The Thought That You Think Too Much?There’s moments when ‘taking time to think about it’ is merely escapism — am I ready to stop escaping?Aug 21, 2019Aug 21, 2019
Hema Nookalato deconstruct a reflectionIn the late hours of the night I try to come to terms with my reflection in the mirror and I start to wonder if life simply is.Aug 20, 2019Aug 20, 2019
Hema NookalaThere’s no hurry.The other day I was faced with a different reality from the one I am used to — hurrying is in our blood — but what if it shouldn’t be.Jul 13, 2019Jul 13, 2019