Three Coins in a Fountain, WP prompt by Krista Have you ever tossed a coin or two into a fountain and made a wish? Did it come true? Googled photographs from Internet. Tossing a coin into a fountain or wishing on white horses is like throwing desires out into the Universe. As a child looking for white horses or black crows broke the boredom of a journey.

My place in the world as an Indian. Guess I forgot to throw the coin.

Picture of the Day- August 3, 2015. On August 3, 2015.

Travel writing and long form non-fiction narrative from the road. Cooking lessons in the Anatolian heartland. While I was grappling with not trying to slice my wrists open, Havva moved onto preparing the onion. I winced as she held it in her palm, making quick, deep criss-cross gashes in the flesh. With the soup, the vegeta.

Monday, January 19, 2015. In the early naughties, in my first job out of college, young-professional wear was black pants from Express with a light-blue button-down and clunky shoes from Steve Madden. It reminded me too much of the sorority at my college filled with future young-professionals who had clearly been coached by their parents in how to Get Ahead.