What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
When my father passed away and then when later on I gave birth, those are sort of ground-breaking experiences that put everything else into perspective.
We didn't see what happened after mortars landed, only the puff of smoke. There were horrors that were completely left out of this war. So was this journalism? Or was this coverage?

