Daily:January 14, 2026

This morning, as I stood at a roadside tea stall behind the Writers’ Building, the city paused for me in an unexpected way. Amid the clatter of cups and the drifting smell of tea, I noticed an old man seated nearby, carefully arranging flowers into small bouquets—petal by petal, thread by thread—preparing them for a day of selling. Age revealed itself in his face and in the unhurried rhythm of his hands. Every movement carried the weight of years. One […]