About my name

Zahara just came to my fingertips when I was inputting the name while creating this blog. It might mean something in some language, not mine. I like how it starts with the last letter in the alphabet and ends with the first one. You know, it goes on and on and on, never ends. Just like life. Life plays cycles with us, don't you think?

What do I do here?

A question I constantly ask myself. The answers always vary with time and place when it is asked. Now, it is about my new blog. What do I do here?

I would like to treat this place as a cafe, where people come and go, where people meet and talk, where people share their thoughts and stories. I would like to be the one to initiate the sharing process.

Here Zahara comes, dear all.