The following post was written by Global Gap Year Fellow Ameena Hester. There is penance in stillness, in empty houses, and quiet streets where not even a usual motorcycle vrooms by. Transfixed by passing clouds of absolute nothingness, in my … Read more

The following post was written by Global Gap Year Fellow Ameena Hester.  Like an idiot, I was making shapes with my mouth in the mirror. ‘Bi sarraHa. BI sarraHA. Bi sarrAHa.’ I even threw in a hand gesture or two … Read more

The following post was written by Global Gap Year Fellow Ameena Hester. I was somewhere between wanderlust and weary when it hit me. Or maybe it was August’s gentle nothings of salty air singing through the dock’s worn timber, my … Read more