Chapter 9: Nothing in Its Place
What remains of a trial when the verdict is already decided? This chapter explores the unsettling reality of institutions that no longer serve their purpose.
Chapter 8: Unjust Blood Always Finds Its Way
A reflection on mourning, injustice, and the quiet belief that innocent blood does not vanish; it transforms, remembers, and demands justice.
Chapter 7: The Same Emotions, Different Voices
I listen to songs in languages I barely understand and feel them deeply. This chapter is about the emotions we share without speaking, the grief we recognise without knowing names, and the way music carries what language cannot.
Chapter 6: When the Hostage Is a Nation
This chapter is written for those who read the news, see the pictures, and say, “This is very sad that people are dying in Iran, but…”
It is for the pause that follows, for the justifications that arrive too quickly, and for the questions that are never asked once a story feels convenient to dismiss.