Where we come from, the elders say ‘God is watching everything you do. He knows what you think and what you act.’ I say, sometimes, God needs a little nudge towards comeuppance.

Is it possible to have a completely unbiased perspective, or are we always influenced by our experiences?

It’s hard, you know. Grieving the loss of something that could have been. It is a struggle that defies comprehension — for how does one mourn the absence of what never truly came to be?