Diary of a not-so-baby BarriSTAR

An alternative perspective



A Sky Free of Bombs 

As the sun sets in a sky free of bombs and where birds can fly, I think of my beautiful big sister who travels to Greece tomorrow to provide urgent dental treatment across refugee camps. Every day this world becomes a more difficult place to live in, where for some just being who they are is a threat to their existence. Everyday I battle with what my role is supposed to be in this world and how I can better fulfill it. The last few months have helped remind me of two things. Who I am and who I want to be. I have learnt that each and everyone of us has a role in maintaining the light in this increasingly dark place. Those roles vary and are for each of us to find.

For those who know me well, I love the sky, the water, sunrises and sunsets. As my return back to the UK is just days away, I chose to say goodbye to NYC here. Somewhere beyond the glits and the glam, somwhere I am reminded of God.

In belief, that whilst there are still people who care, there will always be hope. 

I am so proud of you big sis.  Xxxx 


Donald Dump. That is all. #Hanksy #NYC #Manhattan #Election2016 (at New York, New York)

The phenomenal #Adele at #MadisonSquareGarden #NYC An immense talent and a privilege to see perform. ❤ (at The Garden)

NYC Chelsea bomb & rationalising fear

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel any fear after the Chelsea bomb(s) and subsequent unravelling of events over the weekend. Waking up to a tonne of messages from family and friends in the UK, telling me about the Chelsea bomb and asking if I was safe. I was like, what Chelsea bomb? Only before I had fallen asleep on Saturday was I googling places to eat in Chelsea market and nearby because I had booked a play in the area. I still went to the play on Sunday. There was heavy police presence, roads closed and lots of journalists. This morning I wake up to news of a wanted suspect and a bag of undetonated devices in New Jersey.

It’s so easy to see why people in the West live in fear- and understandably so. When I say people, yes I mean Muslims too. It’s also so easy to see how the fear in the hearts and minds of people is fuelled and manipulated by media/prejudice and then transformed into an irrational hatred.

I will never understand the targeting of innocent people.

Terrorists who target civilians.

People who target and subsequently blame other people just because they belong to a particular faith.

In rationalising any fear I feel, my mind is overwhelmed thinking about those who must live in fear every minute of every single day of their existence. I’m still on a subway, going to grab my morning coffee and then going to work. For some there is no subway, there is no work, there is no life but there is only fear. Fear of death? Maybe, given their circumstances they don’t fear death, they welcome it.

That is the state of affairs we should all be mourning.

Three weeks down. Favourite thing so far, the sunsets. #NYC (at Top Of The Rock NYC)

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