What to do when one can do nothing?
Last week when the news of war in some other part of the world, away from where I live, was breaking out I was busy being part of a ‘kelvan’ for a cousin while placing an order for a birthday cake on the side for another friend. Both occasions of celebration and joy. First the uncertainty and loss of the last two years and now this. So me being part of celebrations somewhere all feels illicit. No? How can we…