I am “putting pen to paper” after two consecutive earthquakes of magnitudes 7,8 and 7,6, merely nine hours apart, shook us to the bones… crumbling to pieces the terrain, our hearts, our minds, our families, our hopes. Millions of lives are shattered, almost beyond repair. The whole country is in mourning. Except for the rescue workers and the medical staff, few have the strength to comfort one another. So I am doing what I know best – talking with a blank page. A barren piece of paper always welcomes words. My home land Türkiye is fault-ridden, prone to earthquakes.  As … Continue reading The warmth of “home” scaled down into a space of loss, grief and dislocation