More Photostories by Oona Maria
Drops of HennaSince ancient times, henna has been used to die skin, hair and ...
Frozen PathSnow covered the ground. Soon the flakes would dance in the air again, ...
Wild and FreeThey were blue, yellow and green. Moving so fast and smoothly. True ...
We are worth love and belongingWhy is it so hard to take help, yet so easy to help others? It could ...
Become a movie starActors in daily life… well, we are! This way of thinking could make ...
At nightly bridge of IsfahanWhere singing was forbidden, there echoed the chants. Where dating was ...
Same topics – different storiesOften we post about the same topics, all around the world. But is it ...
The Crossroad of My MindSome days my head is crowded like the busiest Japanese crossroad. ...
Drops of meaning in our daily websHow to come up with something important to say? What a struggle, ha? ...
The tears that I cry13 years they said. Is it a long or a short time? Maybe long if ...
Metro Ride of LifeSome days you may feel like you’re sitting alone in a metro on ...
ImagineSummer colours, the fresh green grass and golden sun in the hair and ...